I'm sorry for taking so long. I have a bad case of writer's block. I know
where I want the story to go but I am having a hard time getting there.
So, sorry in advanced if this chapter sucks.
Disclaimer: Again this is chapter 6, I am thinking that the way this story is going you can probably figure out that none of the CSI peoples are mine. Only in my dreams.
I'm sorry to the people who find the story well.disturbing. I don't know exactly where the story came from but the whole Greg idea seem good at the time and other people thought so too. So I am sorry to all the Greg fans but I will try to make it up to you in another story!
Here comes a Greg POV!!!
And I am sorry for the people confused by the pairings, but I am trying for a subtle N/S
Please r/r! Thanks
Nick stopped the Tahoe as they reached the scene. He and Grissom got out and ran over to Brass.
"What happened? Where are Catherine and Warrick?"
"Grissom calm down! They're over there." Brass pointed into the clump of trees. "I think you should go and have a look."
Nick stared at Brass. What if they had found her? By the way Brass was talking, she must be dead. His heart beat faster. He couldn't think about what he was about to see.
"Nick!"
Grissom was already at the edge of the trees. Nick glanced over. He didn't realize he had been staring at Brass for the past minute. He walked over to Grissom and they walked into the trees.
He saw Warrick and Catherine standing in a small clearing looking up. He followed their eyes.
"Shit!"
Eight eyes were now focused up. Nick couldn't believe what he was seeing. An object with brown hair and familiar clothing was hanging by the arms from the trees above. An unmistakable profile of a knife was coming from the back. Was this Sara?
"Is it her?"
"No," replied Catherine, "it's not, but I can only imagine that she is in a position like this." Her voice was trembling
"How do we know?" asked Grissom.
"They left this." Catherine handed Grissom the paper she had been clutching for the past 10 minutes.
Grissom stared at the paper, then at Nick, Catherine and Warrick.
"Read it Grissom!" breathed Nick.
Grissom looked back at the paper and then started to read.
"Until the twelfth hour you have to look, to recover what I took. But past that hour-the prospect's black." Grissom's voice trembled. "Too late.she's gone.and won't come back."
The words hit them hard. Tears ran down Catherine's cheeks. Nick started to tremble. Warrick stared at the ground. Grissom looked at his team. His team that was missing a member. They had until midnight to find Sara or then.he couldn't think about that.
Silence
"We need to get this processed."
They nodded their heads in agreement.
"Nick, take pictures, Catherine search for anymore evidence, Warrick tell me what you have found here before we came, then help me gather the evidence."
With trembling hands, Nick took out his camera and started snapping pictures. Images were swimming around his head. Could Sara really be in this position? How much pain was she in?
"We have to find her. I'll kill the bastard who did this to her!"
He finished his photos and then went to help Catherine look for evidence. He couldn't look at it anymore.
Grissom and Warrick started to collect what was there.
Within and hour they had taken pictures of everything and collected all the evidence. They packed up and headed back to the lab with no one speaking a word.
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I threw her to the floor. I saw the pain in her face. She was the one who put me through all of the pain, the suffering.
I pulled her back over to me.
I saw her tremble in pain. I had a satisfaction to see her suffer instead of me.
I served her every night for the past months. Getting all of her evidence analyzed. She said thank you 3 times. Three out of all those months and cases. Three times.
"Get up!"
I watched as she wobbled to her feet.
"You will do everything I tell you."
"What if I don't?"
"Then you won't be the only one to suffer tonight. Maybe Nick would like to join us?"
"Leave him out of this!!"
I could tell I hit a nerve. It all made sense. She had feelings for him.
"You have feelings for Nick don't you?"
"Please leave him out of this!!!"
"He is why you never liked me!"
"Please! Don't hurt him! He didn't do anything!"
The pain shot through my head like it had never before. I cried out in pain. My knees sunk to the floor. This was getting out of hand. I knew if I didn't see a doctor soon I would be a goner. This is what started this. My sickness is what made me do this. I look up and see Sara watching my every move with a look of horror on her face.
"Stop staring!!"
Her eyes didn't move. I got up and kicked her to the ground.
"I said stop! Haven't you realized if you don't listen, all you will do is suffer more?"
I hit her, again, and again. She cried out in pain. Tears started to fall. I stopped. My breath was heavy. I looked at her.
Her back was cut and bloody. I did that. Her face was bruised. I did that. Why was I doing this? To get back at her? I put my weapon down.
She looked up at me with pure hatred in her eyes.
"I thought you said you loved me! If you do, why are you doing this? I guess we were never really friends!"
"What did you say!?!?"
"You don't love me! You never did, or you wouldn't do this to me!!"
I flipped out. I pulled her over to me, and then I almost did the unspeakable.
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Catherine was in the Tahoe with Nick driving back to the lab. She was thinking about everything that had happened that night.
"Catherine, I need to talk to you."
"About what?"
"Sara"
"What about her?" Catherine wasn't sure where this was going.
Nick gathered up his courage. If anyone could understand this, it would be Catherine.
"I think I'm in love with her, and I'm afraid that if we find her, I won't be able to tell her."
"First thing, we are going to find her. There are no 'ifs' and second you will be able to tell her because she will be alive and well to hear it."
Catherine spoke the words, but knew they might not be true.
"Fine I mean 'when' we find her, and I tell her how I feel, I'm afraid that she won't love me back."
"We all have to take chances, Nicky, but I should say in your case, the chance is pretty good in your favor of her liking you." She winked at him.
"How would you know about this?"
"Your not the only one who comes to me with love problems."
"She came to you about me?"
"Yea, many times. She was afraid you didn't like her."
Nick thought about this for a minute. Sara loved him? Was this a dream?
His thoughts were interrupted by Catherine's cell phone.
"Hello?.Oh hey, is anything wrong?.Sorry, we got side-tracked for a minute. We'll be there in a minute.Ok.ok. See you then."
Catherine flipped her phone shut. Nick gave her a questioning look.
"It was Grissom," she said turning her eyes back to the road. "He wanted to know where we were. It sounded like he was going to send a search party out for us." They nervously chuckled.
Soon they were pulling into the parking lot of the lab. They got out of the cab and grabbed the evidence from the trunk.
Grissom was waiting for them by the front desk. He looked quite annoyed.
"There you are! What happened?"
"Sorry, we got into a conversation and I guess I started driving slower to keep up with Nick." She gave Nick a half-smile not to be noticed by Grissom.
"This is no time for friendly conversation!" He was practically yelling at them. "Sara's out there missing and all you can do while everyone is working hard here is talk?"
"Gris, calm down! She's our friend too ya know!"
Nick at this point was a little afraid of talking at that point. He just watched as Catherine and Grissom started doing battle. They were talking so loud, he could see a few heads pop into the hall looking in their direction to see what was going on. Nick stood there awkwardly.
"Cath, just get down to the DNA lab to help Warrick please? Greg's not here and they need help."
Catherine started to walk away, but eyed Nick and Grissom for a second wondering what Grissom would have Nick do. She continued down the hall towards the DNA lab hoping that they could find anything that would help break the case.
"Nick, can you go down to Greg's house to try and get him to come back here or at least answer the phone? He doesn't even know about Sara yet and we need him back at the lab if we are going to get this done in time."
Nick nodded.
"Thank you." Grissom turned his back to Nick and headed down the hall. Nick turned to opposite way and walked back outside and got back into the truck.
Nick pulled out of the lot and headed towards his friend's house. He had been there a few times. It was on the outskirts of the city with no other houses around. Greg told him that he inherited it from some dead aunt.
He thought about the conversation he had had with Catherine earlier. Sara had told her that she liked him. Nick felt that he had enough courage now to ask her out and to take on a sumo wrestler at the same time. A smile crept across his face at the picture of that in his head.
It wasn't long before Nick got lost in his thoughts and realized that he had reached his destination. He got out of the car. All of the windows in the house were off.
'He must be sleeping'
Nick decided not to wake him up by knocking. He would just go in and check on him.
Nick grabbed his keys and found Greg's. Greg gave it to him in case of an emergency happened. It was a long time ago and he bet Greg didn't even remember that he gave it to him.
He unlocked the door and stepped inside. The house was dark. He flipped the switch to his left.
"Oh my god!" He blurted out loud. On the carpet, he could see a trail of blood going down the hall. His phone rang. He jumped. He grabbed it up. He hoped no one heard it. He ducked into the bathroom.
"Hello?" he whispered.
"Nick, it's Grissom. Why are you whispering."
"I guess I'm nervous."
"About what?"
"Nothing."
"Ok, well are you at Greg's still?"
"Yea why?"
"Well on the lipstick tube you picked up and the same one that was used to write the bathroom message, we found fingerprints and DNA."
"You did? Who's are they?"
"That's what confused me. They're Greg's. I want you to ask him about it."
"Ok but there is probably a logical expla-" Suddenly a scream echoed through the house.
"Nick what's going on there? I heard a scream."
"I don't know. I'll call you when I get back."
"NO! Get out of there-" Nick closed his phone. He didn't want to talk to Grissom anymore he only wanted to find where the scream came from. He put his phone back and pulled out his gun. He walked back into the hall and started to follow the trail of blood, only wondering about what he would find.
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Ok that chapter wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Only one or two more chapters left. Please r/r! Thanx
~Jax
Disclaimer: Again this is chapter 6, I am thinking that the way this story is going you can probably figure out that none of the CSI peoples are mine. Only in my dreams.
I'm sorry to the people who find the story well.disturbing. I don't know exactly where the story came from but the whole Greg idea seem good at the time and other people thought so too. So I am sorry to all the Greg fans but I will try to make it up to you in another story!
Here comes a Greg POV!!!
And I am sorry for the people confused by the pairings, but I am trying for a subtle N/S
Please r/r! Thanks
Nick stopped the Tahoe as they reached the scene. He and Grissom got out and ran over to Brass.
"What happened? Where are Catherine and Warrick?"
"Grissom calm down! They're over there." Brass pointed into the clump of trees. "I think you should go and have a look."
Nick stared at Brass. What if they had found her? By the way Brass was talking, she must be dead. His heart beat faster. He couldn't think about what he was about to see.
"Nick!"
Grissom was already at the edge of the trees. Nick glanced over. He didn't realize he had been staring at Brass for the past minute. He walked over to Grissom and they walked into the trees.
He saw Warrick and Catherine standing in a small clearing looking up. He followed their eyes.
"Shit!"
Eight eyes were now focused up. Nick couldn't believe what he was seeing. An object with brown hair and familiar clothing was hanging by the arms from the trees above. An unmistakable profile of a knife was coming from the back. Was this Sara?
"Is it her?"
"No," replied Catherine, "it's not, but I can only imagine that she is in a position like this." Her voice was trembling
"How do we know?" asked Grissom.
"They left this." Catherine handed Grissom the paper she had been clutching for the past 10 minutes.
Grissom stared at the paper, then at Nick, Catherine and Warrick.
"Read it Grissom!" breathed Nick.
Grissom looked back at the paper and then started to read.
"Until the twelfth hour you have to look, to recover what I took. But past that hour-the prospect's black." Grissom's voice trembled. "Too late.she's gone.and won't come back."
The words hit them hard. Tears ran down Catherine's cheeks. Nick started to tremble. Warrick stared at the ground. Grissom looked at his team. His team that was missing a member. They had until midnight to find Sara or then.he couldn't think about that.
Silence
"We need to get this processed."
They nodded their heads in agreement.
"Nick, take pictures, Catherine search for anymore evidence, Warrick tell me what you have found here before we came, then help me gather the evidence."
With trembling hands, Nick took out his camera and started snapping pictures. Images were swimming around his head. Could Sara really be in this position? How much pain was she in?
"We have to find her. I'll kill the bastard who did this to her!"
He finished his photos and then went to help Catherine look for evidence. He couldn't look at it anymore.
Grissom and Warrick started to collect what was there.
Within and hour they had taken pictures of everything and collected all the evidence. They packed up and headed back to the lab with no one speaking a word.
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I threw her to the floor. I saw the pain in her face. She was the one who put me through all of the pain, the suffering.
I pulled her back over to me.
I saw her tremble in pain. I had a satisfaction to see her suffer instead of me.
I served her every night for the past months. Getting all of her evidence analyzed. She said thank you 3 times. Three out of all those months and cases. Three times.
"Get up!"
I watched as she wobbled to her feet.
"You will do everything I tell you."
"What if I don't?"
"Then you won't be the only one to suffer tonight. Maybe Nick would like to join us?"
"Leave him out of this!!"
I could tell I hit a nerve. It all made sense. She had feelings for him.
"You have feelings for Nick don't you?"
"Please leave him out of this!!!"
"He is why you never liked me!"
"Please! Don't hurt him! He didn't do anything!"
The pain shot through my head like it had never before. I cried out in pain. My knees sunk to the floor. This was getting out of hand. I knew if I didn't see a doctor soon I would be a goner. This is what started this. My sickness is what made me do this. I look up and see Sara watching my every move with a look of horror on her face.
"Stop staring!!"
Her eyes didn't move. I got up and kicked her to the ground.
"I said stop! Haven't you realized if you don't listen, all you will do is suffer more?"
I hit her, again, and again. She cried out in pain. Tears started to fall. I stopped. My breath was heavy. I looked at her.
Her back was cut and bloody. I did that. Her face was bruised. I did that. Why was I doing this? To get back at her? I put my weapon down.
She looked up at me with pure hatred in her eyes.
"I thought you said you loved me! If you do, why are you doing this? I guess we were never really friends!"
"What did you say!?!?"
"You don't love me! You never did, or you wouldn't do this to me!!"
I flipped out. I pulled her over to me, and then I almost did the unspeakable.
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Catherine was in the Tahoe with Nick driving back to the lab. She was thinking about everything that had happened that night.
"Catherine, I need to talk to you."
"About what?"
"Sara"
"What about her?" Catherine wasn't sure where this was going.
Nick gathered up his courage. If anyone could understand this, it would be Catherine.
"I think I'm in love with her, and I'm afraid that if we find her, I won't be able to tell her."
"First thing, we are going to find her. There are no 'ifs' and second you will be able to tell her because she will be alive and well to hear it."
Catherine spoke the words, but knew they might not be true.
"Fine I mean 'when' we find her, and I tell her how I feel, I'm afraid that she won't love me back."
"We all have to take chances, Nicky, but I should say in your case, the chance is pretty good in your favor of her liking you." She winked at him.
"How would you know about this?"
"Your not the only one who comes to me with love problems."
"She came to you about me?"
"Yea, many times. She was afraid you didn't like her."
Nick thought about this for a minute. Sara loved him? Was this a dream?
His thoughts were interrupted by Catherine's cell phone.
"Hello?.Oh hey, is anything wrong?.Sorry, we got side-tracked for a minute. We'll be there in a minute.Ok.ok. See you then."
Catherine flipped her phone shut. Nick gave her a questioning look.
"It was Grissom," she said turning her eyes back to the road. "He wanted to know where we were. It sounded like he was going to send a search party out for us." They nervously chuckled.
Soon they were pulling into the parking lot of the lab. They got out of the cab and grabbed the evidence from the trunk.
Grissom was waiting for them by the front desk. He looked quite annoyed.
"There you are! What happened?"
"Sorry, we got into a conversation and I guess I started driving slower to keep up with Nick." She gave Nick a half-smile not to be noticed by Grissom.
"This is no time for friendly conversation!" He was practically yelling at them. "Sara's out there missing and all you can do while everyone is working hard here is talk?"
"Gris, calm down! She's our friend too ya know!"
Nick at this point was a little afraid of talking at that point. He just watched as Catherine and Grissom started doing battle. They were talking so loud, he could see a few heads pop into the hall looking in their direction to see what was going on. Nick stood there awkwardly.
"Cath, just get down to the DNA lab to help Warrick please? Greg's not here and they need help."
Catherine started to walk away, but eyed Nick and Grissom for a second wondering what Grissom would have Nick do. She continued down the hall towards the DNA lab hoping that they could find anything that would help break the case.
"Nick, can you go down to Greg's house to try and get him to come back here or at least answer the phone? He doesn't even know about Sara yet and we need him back at the lab if we are going to get this done in time."
Nick nodded.
"Thank you." Grissom turned his back to Nick and headed down the hall. Nick turned to opposite way and walked back outside and got back into the truck.
Nick pulled out of the lot and headed towards his friend's house. He had been there a few times. It was on the outskirts of the city with no other houses around. Greg told him that he inherited it from some dead aunt.
He thought about the conversation he had had with Catherine earlier. Sara had told her that she liked him. Nick felt that he had enough courage now to ask her out and to take on a sumo wrestler at the same time. A smile crept across his face at the picture of that in his head.
It wasn't long before Nick got lost in his thoughts and realized that he had reached his destination. He got out of the car. All of the windows in the house were off.
'He must be sleeping'
Nick decided not to wake him up by knocking. He would just go in and check on him.
Nick grabbed his keys and found Greg's. Greg gave it to him in case of an emergency happened. It was a long time ago and he bet Greg didn't even remember that he gave it to him.
He unlocked the door and stepped inside. The house was dark. He flipped the switch to his left.
"Oh my god!" He blurted out loud. On the carpet, he could see a trail of blood going down the hall. His phone rang. He jumped. He grabbed it up. He hoped no one heard it. He ducked into the bathroom.
"Hello?" he whispered.
"Nick, it's Grissom. Why are you whispering."
"I guess I'm nervous."
"About what?"
"Nothing."
"Ok, well are you at Greg's still?"
"Yea why?"
"Well on the lipstick tube you picked up and the same one that was used to write the bathroom message, we found fingerprints and DNA."
"You did? Who's are they?"
"That's what confused me. They're Greg's. I want you to ask him about it."
"Ok but there is probably a logical expla-" Suddenly a scream echoed through the house.
"Nick what's going on there? I heard a scream."
"I don't know. I'll call you when I get back."
"NO! Get out of there-" Nick closed his phone. He didn't want to talk to Grissom anymore he only wanted to find where the scream came from. He put his phone back and pulled out his gun. He walked back into the hall and started to follow the trail of blood, only wondering about what he would find.
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Ok that chapter wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Only one or two more chapters left. Please r/r! Thanx
~Jax