Different tactics
Chapter 18: Face-off
A/N: I'm posting two chapters in a row one now, one after classes, as I'm going on a day trip tomorrow. Seriously this time. I'm meeting my parents and an aunt and uncle to spend the day shopping. Actually it's more like watching them shop because I'm a poor broke university student. Anyway, here's the first of the two chapters.
Sara took a deep breath as Catherine pulled the Tahoe to the side of the road. They were a few houses down from where they suspected Nigel was keeping Nick and it was all they could do no to rush over to the door and open it. She felt Warrick give her hand a reassuring squeeze before they got out of the vehicle.
"My men are going up to the door now," Brass said as he came up to the three. "If Nick's in there, we'll get him out, safe and sound. "Then you can all go have one of those parties you hold and think I don't know about. Everything's going to be fine."
Catherine wasn't sure whom Brass was trying to reassure, they or himself. Whoever his comments were directed to, they did little to comfort the worried onlookers. Catherine closed her eyes for a moment and hoped that when she opened them, everything would be fine. She'd be at her house with her daughter, getting ready to drive her to school then go to work. Once she got to work, loud music would be blaring from the lab and Greg and Nick would be in there, joking around.
Warrick wrapped one of his arms around Catherine's shoulders. He used his other arm to draw Sara closer and held both girls close. He knew they were worried. He was too. That was one of his best friends, his brother, in that could be in that building and he didn't know if Nick was hurt or even still alive. He could only hope that Nick would return to them safely.
Sara was on the verge of tears. The man she loved had been taken away from her in one of the worst ways possible and she didn't know if she was dead or alive. She was grateful when Warrick drew her close to him and held her and Catherine tightly. She didn't know if she had enough strength to stand without the support he was giving her. Nick, her friends, and her job was her life and part of her life was missing.
The three friends watched as the police knocked on the door. There was a little movement in the house, behind a curtain, but no one answered the door. The police then, invited themselves in and the CSI team lost sight of them. There was some shouting from inside the house, a scream and then silence. The CSI's looked over at Brass worriedly.
"I have some good news and some bad news," Brass forced his voice to sound neutral. He couldn't get emotional in this situation or they were all dead. "Nigel is in there, along with Nick. He seems just fine. The bad news is that Nigel is holding Nick hostage. I don't think he'll really kill Nick, as this whole thing was about getting Nick to be his friend, but we're still taking precaution. We're not exactly sure what he's going to do."
Catherine nodded, Sara began to cry softly, and Warrick, the more calm of the three debated their options with Brass. Sara took a few deep breaths to try to calm herself down but it was working. They heard another scream from inside and then a shot.
"Nick!" Sara screamed as blackness overwhelmed her.
A/N: I'm posting two chapters in a row one now, one after classes, as I'm going on a day trip tomorrow. Seriously this time. I'm meeting my parents and an aunt and uncle to spend the day shopping. Actually it's more like watching them shop because I'm a poor broke university student. Anyway, here's the first of the two chapters.
Sara took a deep breath as Catherine pulled the Tahoe to the side of the road. They were a few houses down from where they suspected Nigel was keeping Nick and it was all they could do no to rush over to the door and open it. She felt Warrick give her hand a reassuring squeeze before they got out of the vehicle.
"My men are going up to the door now," Brass said as he came up to the three. "If Nick's in there, we'll get him out, safe and sound. "Then you can all go have one of those parties you hold and think I don't know about. Everything's going to be fine."
Catherine wasn't sure whom Brass was trying to reassure, they or himself. Whoever his comments were directed to, they did little to comfort the worried onlookers. Catherine closed her eyes for a moment and hoped that when she opened them, everything would be fine. She'd be at her house with her daughter, getting ready to drive her to school then go to work. Once she got to work, loud music would be blaring from the lab and Greg and Nick would be in there, joking around.
Warrick wrapped one of his arms around Catherine's shoulders. He used his other arm to draw Sara closer and held both girls close. He knew they were worried. He was too. That was one of his best friends, his brother, in that could be in that building and he didn't know if Nick was hurt or even still alive. He could only hope that Nick would return to them safely.
Sara was on the verge of tears. The man she loved had been taken away from her in one of the worst ways possible and she didn't know if she was dead or alive. She was grateful when Warrick drew her close to him and held her and Catherine tightly. She didn't know if she had enough strength to stand without the support he was giving her. Nick, her friends, and her job was her life and part of her life was missing.
The three friends watched as the police knocked on the door. There was a little movement in the house, behind a curtain, but no one answered the door. The police then, invited themselves in and the CSI team lost sight of them. There was some shouting from inside the house, a scream and then silence. The CSI's looked over at Brass worriedly.
"I have some good news and some bad news," Brass forced his voice to sound neutral. He couldn't get emotional in this situation or they were all dead. "Nigel is in there, along with Nick. He seems just fine. The bad news is that Nigel is holding Nick hostage. I don't think he'll really kill Nick, as this whole thing was about getting Nick to be his friend, but we're still taking precaution. We're not exactly sure what he's going to do."
Catherine nodded, Sara began to cry softly, and Warrick, the more calm of the three debated their options with Brass. Sara took a few deep breaths to try to calm herself down but it was working. They heard another scream from inside and then a shot.
"Nick!" Sara screamed as blackness overwhelmed her.