Different tactics
Chapter 20: Hostage
A/N: Good news for you, bad for me, the day trip fell through. Which means I have to wait for the alcohol to wear off before bed and I have all weekend with nothing to do. So I'll be updating both stories and probably starting a new one. Anyway, you've probably all been wondering what's going on inside the bungalow so here's an "inside look" chapter.
Nick grimaced as Nigel tightened his grip and forced the gun even closer to his temple. He still wasn't sure exactly how he became a hostage. It all happened so fast. One minute Nigel was torturing him by describing when he raped Greg, the next Nigel was behind him with a gun pressed to his temple. A few police officers were inside as well, probably right outside the locked bedroom door, but they wouldn't come in. they knew better than to risk the life of a hostage.
"I'm not going to jail Nicky," Nigel told his hostage. Nick was scared that his kidnapper was on the verge of crossing the line to a point where he wasn't aware of what he was doing. "I refuse to go to jail. How can I be your best friend when I'm behind bars? I can't go to jail."
'Think good thoughts Nick,' Nick told himself. As long as he didn't think about the gun at his temple and the psycho with his finger on the trigger, he'd be fine. 'Think of Greg, your best friend. He needs you to help him get over being raped. You've been through it so you know exactly what he's going through. You have to live so you can help him fight. Think of Warrick, your other best friend. He needs you to live so you can help him with his gambling addiction. He almost started up again after we investigated the overdose at the club. You have to be there for so he's not alone. Think of Catherine, your adopted mother. You need to live so you can see the pride in her face when one of her kids does something right. You want to watch her see her daughter grow up. Think of Grissom, your boss. You have to get out of this alive so he doesn't have to replace you. You know he likes you; otherwise he wouldn't play the worried father all the time. Think of Sara, lovely Sara. You love Sara. You have to live so that you can marry Sara and have beautiful children together. You want to make her the happiest woman alive. You have to live for your friends Nick. You will get out of this.'
Nick jumped as Nigel fired a shot toward the door. He hoped the police standing outside were all right and didn't think he was dead. If they thought he was dead they'd charge the room and definitely get him killed. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. He wondered why he hadn't felt Nigel take the gun away from his temple to fire the shot then realized he'd been deep in thought. He vowed to pay more attention to his situation so he could attempt to overpower Nigel should he fire another warning shot.
'I hope my friends don't think I'm dead,' Nick winced as that thought crossed his mind. He didn't want to have his friends believe that he was dead. If they all lost hope than they would give up on him. He didn't know what he would do if his friends all gave up on him.
A/N: Good news for you, bad for me, the day trip fell through. Which means I have to wait for the alcohol to wear off before bed and I have all weekend with nothing to do. So I'll be updating both stories and probably starting a new one. Anyway, you've probably all been wondering what's going on inside the bungalow so here's an "inside look" chapter.
Nick grimaced as Nigel tightened his grip and forced the gun even closer to his temple. He still wasn't sure exactly how he became a hostage. It all happened so fast. One minute Nigel was torturing him by describing when he raped Greg, the next Nigel was behind him with a gun pressed to his temple. A few police officers were inside as well, probably right outside the locked bedroom door, but they wouldn't come in. they knew better than to risk the life of a hostage.
"I'm not going to jail Nicky," Nigel told his hostage. Nick was scared that his kidnapper was on the verge of crossing the line to a point where he wasn't aware of what he was doing. "I refuse to go to jail. How can I be your best friend when I'm behind bars? I can't go to jail."
'Think good thoughts Nick,' Nick told himself. As long as he didn't think about the gun at his temple and the psycho with his finger on the trigger, he'd be fine. 'Think of Greg, your best friend. He needs you to help him get over being raped. You've been through it so you know exactly what he's going through. You have to live so you can help him fight. Think of Warrick, your other best friend. He needs you to live so you can help him with his gambling addiction. He almost started up again after we investigated the overdose at the club. You have to be there for so he's not alone. Think of Catherine, your adopted mother. You need to live so you can see the pride in her face when one of her kids does something right. You want to watch her see her daughter grow up. Think of Grissom, your boss. You have to get out of this alive so he doesn't have to replace you. You know he likes you; otherwise he wouldn't play the worried father all the time. Think of Sara, lovely Sara. You love Sara. You have to live so that you can marry Sara and have beautiful children together. You want to make her the happiest woman alive. You have to live for your friends Nick. You will get out of this.'
Nick jumped as Nigel fired a shot toward the door. He hoped the police standing outside were all right and didn't think he was dead. If they thought he was dead they'd charge the room and definitely get him killed. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. He wondered why he hadn't felt Nigel take the gun away from his temple to fire the shot then realized he'd been deep in thought. He vowed to pay more attention to his situation so he could attempt to overpower Nigel should he fire another warning shot.
'I hope my friends don't think I'm dead,' Nick winced as that thought crossed his mind. He didn't want to have his friends believe that he was dead. If they all lost hope than they would give up on him. He didn't know what he would do if his friends all gave up on him.