Disclaimer: Chapter 5 come on do I really need one?
OK as I promised here comes chapter 5. If this is the first time on fanfic today don't forget to read chapter 4. I don't know why but I skip chapters when I read.
Thanks for all of the reviews. I think I changed my mind and will add a N/S pairing but it will be subtle.
A/n: GREG LOVERS BEWARE
Chapter 5: The Horror on the Highway
*Ring*...*Ring* The sound of the phone echoed through the break room. Warrick grabbed the phone like a lifeline.
"Hello, Brass?"
"Warrick, we found Sara's car on the side of I-15."
"Ok, we're on our way." He hung up the phone and started grabbing his stuff. "They found the car along the highway. If you feel up to it, let's go."
Warrick and Catherine gathered their things and headed out to the parking lot. Warrick got into the drivers sear, Catherine in the passenger's. He started the car and started driving to the nearest onramp. As he was driving, Catherine called Grissom at Sara's house.
"Grissom."
"Gris! They found the car and we are on our way."
"Ok. Nick and I are going to finish here. We'll meet you out there in an hour." Grissom decided not to tell them about the message until later. There was no need to worry them, as they are about to process a scene. It would be the worst news to hear right before doing that.
"Gris, is everything ok? You sound very solemn."
"I'm fine, I'll tell you when we get there." With that he hung up the phone before Catherine could ask about anything.
Catherine put down the phone. She did not like Grissom's voice at all. She knew something was up.
"Any news from Gris?"
"He'll be at the scene with Nick in an hour, so around 7."
It was not long before they saw a roadblock and police everywhere. They pulled up to the side and got out. They walked under the yellow tape and saw Brass standing next to Sara's car.
"Trooper found it abandoned. He called it in when he saw inside."
Catherine and Warrick walked over to the car and peered through the windows. They saw the back seat covered with blood. It gave Catherine a sick feeling. Warrick went pale. They looked at each other.
"It's got to be done."
They opened the car doors and started taking pictures and samples. By the look of it, it seemed the attacker had taken her before she had gotten into her house. Her purse, phone, and all of her other things were littered across the car. There was blood spatter across the seat. Warrick figured that she must have been hit from behind while taking her things out of the car. Then the attacker shoved her into the backseat and took her here.
Catherine was observing the front seat. She found a few long brown hairs on the seat, but one short one was among them. She bagged them. Then she dusted the wheel and dashboard. She found some fingerprints and lifted them.
Catherine and Warrick finished processing the car. It would end up back at the lab so they could look at it some more. They spotted a trail of blood leading from the car.
"He must have taken her out and dragged her to another car."
"I think your right, the trail stops. Warrick, hand me some tweezers. I found a blue fiber. Maybe denim." She bagged it. "Let's spread out and see what else we can find. I'll take that clump of trees over there, maybe he took a pit stop."
"Ok, I'll take the other side of the highway."
Catherine started walking over. She saw Brass squatting over something not to far from were she was headed. He looked up at her.
"Catherine, you should look at this."
She walked over to him. There on the ground were unmistakably Sara's shoes, but they did not look like shoes anymore. They had been hacked apart. Catherine stood there looking at the shoes. She took pictures then bagged them for evidence trying not to think about what happened. She walked over to the clump of trees.
On the other side of the highway Warrick was looking at skid marks when his phone rang.
"Warrick, it's Grissom. We'll be there in 5 minutes. Did you find anything unusual?"
"Well we looked at the car and found-" he stopped short.
"Warrick!!" He heard Catherine yelling for him. He started running towards the trees completely forgetting Grissom on the phone. As he walked into the trees, he found Catherine standing in a clearing. She was holding a paper in her hand. Warrick followed her eyes not to the paper but upwards. He dropped his phone.
"Warrick? Warrick! Catherine? What happened?"
Grissom put down his phone and looked at Nick driving. Nick didn't like the way Grissom was looking at him. If anything had happened to Sara, he would never forgive himself. His heart felt heavy. He might never get a chance to tell her how he feels.
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Sara woke up. Her back was still searing with pain. Such a pain that she had never felt before. Her arms felt like they would fall off if they wad to hold her up any longer. She looked at the candle. It was halfway gone.
How did I get myself into this?
Sara was starting to think that she would never see her friends again. She missed them all, but especially Nick. She had always had feelings for him but never told him about then. She was afraid to shoe her emotions in fear that she would be rejected. She regretted that now. Sara realized that she was incredibly hungry. She had had nothing to eat for a day.
The door open from behind and the most wonderful aroma filled the air. Sara heard the footsteps come up behind her.
"I hope you will be more cooperative this time."
Sara slowly nodded.
"No screaming."
Sara felt the hands again against her neck. Slowly the gag loosened and then fell to the floor. Sara didn't scream because she was too afraid, but she finally asked the question.
"Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends Greg."
He walked around to face her
"You know, you are very unobservant for a CSI level 3. I sent you signals that I liked you from the first day I met you at the lab. You had just flown in from San Francisco. I saw you with your beautiful brown hair and your glassy brown eyes. I could hardly breath, but what did you care. You only thought of your job. You put me through a lot of pain these passed months. You made me suffer without mercy."
Sara gaped at him.
"Now it's my turn to make you suffer." Sara saw him pick something up. "I brought your dinner."
He stuffed a piece of bread into her mouth. Greg laughed the most horrible laugh Sara had ever heard. Now once again she was gagged. Suddenly Sara felt her feet hit the floor and her arms being lowered. She legs crumbled beneath her. She felt so weak that even without the chains she doubted that she would be able to get up.
He wasn't letting her go, was he?
"Get up!"
Sara slowly tried to get to her feet, but again he legs crumbled.
"I said up!"
She felt a sharp pain against her back again. She looked over and saw that Greg was holding what seemed to be a miniature whip. So this was his game. He was making her his slave. Sara finally managed to get to her feet. For the first time she realized that the chains around her neck were not ordinary. She was on some sort of leash and Greg was holding the end of it. He pulled her towards him. She stumbled over and ended up kneeling at his feet.
"This is most enjoyable. Seeing you suffer." He laughed again. Then he kicked her. Right into her ribs. He pulled her up and in doing started to choke her. She was now gasping for air.
"Greg, please stop." she gasped.
"What, and stop all of the fun we're having?" He threw her to the floor. Now she knew that she almost definitely would not be surviving the night.
r/r please!!! I am so evil. Will Sara survive? And what did Catherine and Warrick find? Will Sara and Nick ever be able to confess their feelings to each other or will it be to late?
Stay tuned.
OK as I promised here comes chapter 5. If this is the first time on fanfic today don't forget to read chapter 4. I don't know why but I skip chapters when I read.
Thanks for all of the reviews. I think I changed my mind and will add a N/S pairing but it will be subtle.
A/n: GREG LOVERS BEWARE
Chapter 5: The Horror on the Highway
*Ring*...*Ring* The sound of the phone echoed through the break room. Warrick grabbed the phone like a lifeline.
"Hello, Brass?"
"Warrick, we found Sara's car on the side of I-15."
"Ok, we're on our way." He hung up the phone and started grabbing his stuff. "They found the car along the highway. If you feel up to it, let's go."
Warrick and Catherine gathered their things and headed out to the parking lot. Warrick got into the drivers sear, Catherine in the passenger's. He started the car and started driving to the nearest onramp. As he was driving, Catherine called Grissom at Sara's house.
"Grissom."
"Gris! They found the car and we are on our way."
"Ok. Nick and I are going to finish here. We'll meet you out there in an hour." Grissom decided not to tell them about the message until later. There was no need to worry them, as they are about to process a scene. It would be the worst news to hear right before doing that.
"Gris, is everything ok? You sound very solemn."
"I'm fine, I'll tell you when we get there." With that he hung up the phone before Catherine could ask about anything.
Catherine put down the phone. She did not like Grissom's voice at all. She knew something was up.
"Any news from Gris?"
"He'll be at the scene with Nick in an hour, so around 7."
It was not long before they saw a roadblock and police everywhere. They pulled up to the side and got out. They walked under the yellow tape and saw Brass standing next to Sara's car.
"Trooper found it abandoned. He called it in when he saw inside."
Catherine and Warrick walked over to the car and peered through the windows. They saw the back seat covered with blood. It gave Catherine a sick feeling. Warrick went pale. They looked at each other.
"It's got to be done."
They opened the car doors and started taking pictures and samples. By the look of it, it seemed the attacker had taken her before she had gotten into her house. Her purse, phone, and all of her other things were littered across the car. There was blood spatter across the seat. Warrick figured that she must have been hit from behind while taking her things out of the car. Then the attacker shoved her into the backseat and took her here.
Catherine was observing the front seat. She found a few long brown hairs on the seat, but one short one was among them. She bagged them. Then she dusted the wheel and dashboard. She found some fingerprints and lifted them.
Catherine and Warrick finished processing the car. It would end up back at the lab so they could look at it some more. They spotted a trail of blood leading from the car.
"He must have taken her out and dragged her to another car."
"I think your right, the trail stops. Warrick, hand me some tweezers. I found a blue fiber. Maybe denim." She bagged it. "Let's spread out and see what else we can find. I'll take that clump of trees over there, maybe he took a pit stop."
"Ok, I'll take the other side of the highway."
Catherine started walking over. She saw Brass squatting over something not to far from were she was headed. He looked up at her.
"Catherine, you should look at this."
She walked over to him. There on the ground were unmistakably Sara's shoes, but they did not look like shoes anymore. They had been hacked apart. Catherine stood there looking at the shoes. She took pictures then bagged them for evidence trying not to think about what happened. She walked over to the clump of trees.
On the other side of the highway Warrick was looking at skid marks when his phone rang.
"Warrick, it's Grissom. We'll be there in 5 minutes. Did you find anything unusual?"
"Well we looked at the car and found-" he stopped short.
"Warrick!!" He heard Catherine yelling for him. He started running towards the trees completely forgetting Grissom on the phone. As he walked into the trees, he found Catherine standing in a clearing. She was holding a paper in her hand. Warrick followed her eyes not to the paper but upwards. He dropped his phone.
"Warrick? Warrick! Catherine? What happened?"
Grissom put down his phone and looked at Nick driving. Nick didn't like the way Grissom was looking at him. If anything had happened to Sara, he would never forgive himself. His heart felt heavy. He might never get a chance to tell her how he feels.
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Sara woke up. Her back was still searing with pain. Such a pain that she had never felt before. Her arms felt like they would fall off if they wad to hold her up any longer. She looked at the candle. It was halfway gone.
How did I get myself into this?
Sara was starting to think that she would never see her friends again. She missed them all, but especially Nick. She had always had feelings for him but never told him about then. She was afraid to shoe her emotions in fear that she would be rejected. She regretted that now. Sara realized that she was incredibly hungry. She had had nothing to eat for a day.
The door open from behind and the most wonderful aroma filled the air. Sara heard the footsteps come up behind her.
"I hope you will be more cooperative this time."
Sara slowly nodded.
"No screaming."
Sara felt the hands again against her neck. Slowly the gag loosened and then fell to the floor. Sara didn't scream because she was too afraid, but she finally asked the question.
"Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends Greg."
He walked around to face her
"You know, you are very unobservant for a CSI level 3. I sent you signals that I liked you from the first day I met you at the lab. You had just flown in from San Francisco. I saw you with your beautiful brown hair and your glassy brown eyes. I could hardly breath, but what did you care. You only thought of your job. You put me through a lot of pain these passed months. You made me suffer without mercy."
Sara gaped at him.
"Now it's my turn to make you suffer." Sara saw him pick something up. "I brought your dinner."
He stuffed a piece of bread into her mouth. Greg laughed the most horrible laugh Sara had ever heard. Now once again she was gagged. Suddenly Sara felt her feet hit the floor and her arms being lowered. She legs crumbled beneath her. She felt so weak that even without the chains she doubted that she would be able to get up.
He wasn't letting her go, was he?
"Get up!"
Sara slowly tried to get to her feet, but again he legs crumbled.
"I said up!"
She felt a sharp pain against her back again. She looked over and saw that Greg was holding what seemed to be a miniature whip. So this was his game. He was making her his slave. Sara finally managed to get to her feet. For the first time she realized that the chains around her neck were not ordinary. She was on some sort of leash and Greg was holding the end of it. He pulled her towards him. She stumbled over and ended up kneeling at his feet.
"This is most enjoyable. Seeing you suffer." He laughed again. Then he kicked her. Right into her ribs. He pulled her up and in doing started to choke her. She was now gasping for air.
"Greg, please stop." she gasped.
"What, and stop all of the fun we're having?" He threw her to the floor. Now she knew that she almost definitely would not be surviving the night.
r/r please!!! I am so evil. Will Sara survive? And what did Catherine and Warrick find? Will Sara and Nick ever be able to confess their feelings to each other or will it be to late?
Stay tuned.