Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or any of the characters. Though I would love to own Greg Sanders! Here another chapter, hope you enjoy it!
Greg sat there in shock after he read the message. He quickly turned off the laptop, and started to get up as the phone suddenly rang. Greg stared wide-eyed at the phone that was next to the laptop on the desk. He picked it up on the third ring, knowing who it is.
"Hello Greggo.."
"Where is she?" Greg asked.
Jon laugh on the other end, "She's an angel."
"Where is she?" Greg repeated again.
"With me."
Greg rolled his eyes, "What do you want Jon?"
"You know what I want!"
"To release you temporarily from jail?"
"Tempting but no…"
"Let her go, she's not the one you want."
"Yeah I know, it's you Greg!"
Greg hands started to shake as the realization started to dawn upon him, "What?"
"I want to kill you Greg, that's what I want!"
Greg closed his eyes, and sigh.
"You have until midnight to decided. Meet with me or you can say goodbye to the sweet poor Sara."
"Listen you son of a bitch!" Greg growled.
But Jon laughed and hanged up.
Jon threw down Sara's cell phone.
Sara looked up, scared. Her arms were bound behind her, and her feet were bound together too. And he even tied a rope around her head so she couldn't talk. Jon saw her trying to get out and he smiled. He grabbed her chin and brought her crying face to him. "Listen you little whore, I suggest you stop crying or I'll kill you when he comes up."
Sara wanted to spit in that guy's face so bad. She pulled her head away from his grip and hid her head away from his sight.
Jon laughed at this, then he slapped across the face, hard. "Listen, if Greg doesn't come that means he doesn't care about you!" and he left her.
Sara finally got to look at her surroundings and she realizes she seem to be on a roof of some short. When she heard Jon stomping towards her and she glances up to see Jon grab her cell phone that he threw down. He saw her and grinned, an evil grinned.
"Sara…" He drowned her name out, "Don't cry." He grabbed her and planted a kiss on her, she immediately hit him with her knee and he pushed her down. She saw him walk away in the darkness of the roof.
Oh Greg, she thought Where are you?
Greg quickly left the mansion and got into his car. He pulled out of the driveway and started to head down the road, until another car pulled out in front of him. Greg halted to a complete stop to hear the argument outside.
"Edwards don't go!" screamed the guy running down the driveway in his boxers.
Great gay men, just what I need Greg thought. He honked the horn.
Edwards ignored Greg and kept yelling to the guy in the driveway.
"You shot me in shoulder last night you asshole."
Greg rolled his eyes and honked again.
This time Edwards turned and flicked Greg off.
"Right back at ya ASSHOLE!" Greg shouted at him.
Edwards quickly drove away as the guy in the boxers ran after the car crying, "Don't go, STOP!"
Greg hit the gas and started going down the Las Vegas highway, going past the speed limit. Luckily the police were busy with the gay guys then to stop and give Greg a ticket.
As soon as Greg got to the lab he parked his car and quickly ran into the building.
He ran into his DNA lab and took off his jacket and putted on his lab coat just as Grissom walked in.
"Hello Greg, a little behind."
Greg nodded, "Before I do that sir-"
Grissom interrupted him, "Don't call me sir, and Greg where's Sara."
"She's not here?" Greg suggested.
Grissom was going to say something but Nick pop his head into the lab.
"Hey Greg I got the results the salvia matches the blood, so I'm running the DNA through CODIS."
"Don't bother," Greg started to say without thinking, "It's John Risbes."
Greg could sense the shock in the room. They're not to suppose to know you stupid idiot! Greg told himself.
Grissom and Nick asked a question at the same time:
"How do you know?"
" When did he get out of prison?"
Greg wanted to kick himself in the teeth right now. He sigh before he answered, "Jon called me at the crime scene and said he wanted to meet with me or- or"
Grissom and Nick waited patiently.
"or- he'll kill her."
"WHO?" Nick and Grissom asked in unison.
Greg looked down as if he was going to cry, he answered quietly, "Sara."
"WHAT!" Grissom and Nick explained in unison.
It was an award silently after Greg's announcement. Then Grissom place a hand on Greg's shoulder.
"It's okay Greg we'll save her."
"You don't get it, she'll die if I don't go."
"Then go and she won't." Nick said, not realizing the other part if he does go.
Grissom rolled his eyes and he realizes what Greg meant, "Nick! He means he goes he'll die, he don't go Sara dies."
"Oh," Nick replied feeling somewhat stupid.
All of a suddenly Black Flag music quietly chirped through the air.
"What is that?" wondered Nick.
"My cell phone!" Greg replied. He grabbed the phone in his pocket and answered it.
"What?" Greg answered, knowing it was Jon.
"Go to a payphone at ten o' clock or she'll die."
Greg turned around so Grissom and Nick won't see Greg's reaction.
"Where?" he whispered.
"At the Median Point Building, the pay phone is right across from there, go there and I'll tell you where Sara is?"
Greg looked at the clock that was on the wall. Three hours until ten.
"Okay." Greg whispered.
"Don't tell anybody or you'll never see her again!" Jon threatens before he hanged up.
Greg putted away his cell phone and looked and Grissom and Nick.
"Who was that?" Grissom asked.
"Wrong Number." Greg replied.
Nick and Grissom nodded.
Greg didn't like lying to his friends in a dangerous situation but he didn't want Jon to hurt Sara. He sat down in his chair and thought to himself, Come on Greggo! Is she really worth it?
