PART 6: "Why Haven't You Put Me Out Of My Misery?" (Short Chapter)


Ryan sat in the dark room, with his back against the wall as he let out a sigh. His eyes were still a little hazey but he knew what he was seeing. A dark room with a barred door and very little light from the small windows above. His mind went to NCIS. CSI. Everybody who would be wondering where he went. And what happened to him. He wouldn't just abandon a case he'd worked on for months, trying to get this guy.. and now his copycat too. That just wasn't him. And he hoped people would realize that he never lightly abandons a case. Although, it was weird that Alix hadn't just killed him already. They wanted him dead after all.

"Hey! Listen to me!" He shouted angrily.

A figure came to the door. "What do you want, you little bitch?" "Why haven't you put me out of my misery yet?" He asked. It was a genuine question. He doubted he was going to make it out alive, but he was hoping they would've at least killed him while he was drugged. So then he wouldn't feel as much pain. The longer he sat in the cell, the more he questioned his profession. But there was nothing to question about it. Being a CSI was dangerous.. somebody had to do it though. And he knew that he could take the loss that came with the job. He'd seen enough in his life to know that.

Suddenly, the door swung open and into the light came Alix Bayer. The guy who had been after him this whole time. Probably the one who tried to blow him and Abby to smithereens. But there was one thing he could count on.. and that was his knowledge of the case. The profile of the serial killer. Bayer put a price on his head because he knew too much, but sometimes.. too much was just enough.

"You want to feel the pain, Wolfe? Because I can make it hell for you here."

Ryan didn't say anything else. Bayer grabbed him by the neck, and began adding pressure as he began to suffocate the CSI. As his legs weren't chained, the young CSI aimlessly began kicking.. until he kicked him in the leg and caused him to let go. "Fuck.. off.." He said breathlessly. "You.. won't.. do.. a thing."

Alix got up with anger. He left the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

The CSI slumped back down. He wasn't sure if he was going to find a way out, however, from what he'd been able to see outside - Killian Henley wasn't even there. Which meant one thing. He was still after victims, and Ryan had no way of telling Gibbs and the team that there were still more murders to occur.