Nick slowly opened his eyes and felt very disoriented. He tried to
move but a sharp pain shot through the back of his head. He then realized
that his arms were tied behind his back. He looked around the room from
where he was. His CSI instincts taking over. It looked like an old building
of some sort. Maybe an abandoned warehouse. There were no windows but there
was two doors. There was a single light hanging from the ceiling that cast
eerie shadows on the dreary walls. Another chair was next to his with a
pile of rope on it. I guess I'm going to have company.
Just then the door opened and a man walked in. Nick froze when he saw who it was.
"You! What do you want with me?"
"You'll see soon enough." The man said and laughed as walked towards Nick.
"Are you comfortable Nick?"
"Yes. Quite." Was his stale reply.
"Good. I brought a visitor to join you." He said with an evil smirk on his face.
He left the room and came back carrying someone. When Nick realized who it was, his heart stopped. Sara.
He dropped her on the floor next to Nick and he saw the bruises beginning to form on her face. There was one on her eye, one on her jaw, and she had a cut on her forehead from which blood was dripping.
"You bastard!" Nick practically yelled. "What the hell did you do to her?"
The man chuckled. "She fought back. I had to teach her a lesson. She gave me a souvenir too." He said. Indicating to the bruise forming on his jaw.
With a grin on his face he began to tie Sara's hands and feet together.
"I can't have you escaping now can I? I'll be back. Be good while I'm gone." He left the room and locked the door behind him.
*******
Warrick was on his way to Grissom's office with the newly processed evidence. He was really starting to worry about Nick and Sara. They would never be gone this long without checking in. As he entered Grissom's office, the sound from the CD player hit him.
"Could you possibly have that thing any louder?" Warrick asked, as he walked over to Grissom's desk.
Grissom turned the music off. "Did you say something?"
"Never mind."
"Nick and Sara not back yet?" Grissom asked, starting to get concerned.
"No,"
"I'll call Nick's cell." He picked up the phone and started dialing.
*******
"Poor Sara." Nick thought to himself. It broke his heart to see her like this, and there was nothing he could do to help her. That bastard was hurting the one person he loved more than anything else in the world. Anger took over and once again he tried with all his might to break free of the rope that prevented him from helping her. But once again his attempt was in vain. Why didn't he learn from what happened to Holly? This was all his fault. They wouldn't be in this situation if he hadn't let the police officers go. Common Grissom. Where are you?
"Sara. Sara. Can you hear me? Come on honey, wake up." She didn't move.
Just then the door swung opened and the man entered again, only this time he had an automatic in his right hand. Nick's heart stopped. Was he going to kill them?
"What do you want with us?" Nick asked, trying to keep his voice calm, but he was starting to get nervous. He didn't like guns. The only reason he owned one was because it was part of his job. For his protection.
The man just laughed.
Sara stirred and finally opened her eyes. She slowly lifted her head. The pain was almost unbearable, but she tried her best not to let it show.
"I see our sleeping beauty is finally awake." He said with a smirk. Nick just glowered at him.
"Hank?" Sara asked with surprise. Why did he have a gun? What's going on?
"I can see this is going to be fun." The man grinned.
Just then the door opened and a man walked in. Nick froze when he saw who it was.
"You! What do you want with me?"
"You'll see soon enough." The man said and laughed as walked towards Nick.
"Are you comfortable Nick?"
"Yes. Quite." Was his stale reply.
"Good. I brought a visitor to join you." He said with an evil smirk on his face.
He left the room and came back carrying someone. When Nick realized who it was, his heart stopped. Sara.
He dropped her on the floor next to Nick and he saw the bruises beginning to form on her face. There was one on her eye, one on her jaw, and she had a cut on her forehead from which blood was dripping.
"You bastard!" Nick practically yelled. "What the hell did you do to her?"
The man chuckled. "She fought back. I had to teach her a lesson. She gave me a souvenir too." He said. Indicating to the bruise forming on his jaw.
With a grin on his face he began to tie Sara's hands and feet together.
"I can't have you escaping now can I? I'll be back. Be good while I'm gone." He left the room and locked the door behind him.
*******
Warrick was on his way to Grissom's office with the newly processed evidence. He was really starting to worry about Nick and Sara. They would never be gone this long without checking in. As he entered Grissom's office, the sound from the CD player hit him.
"Could you possibly have that thing any louder?" Warrick asked, as he walked over to Grissom's desk.
Grissom turned the music off. "Did you say something?"
"Never mind."
"Nick and Sara not back yet?" Grissom asked, starting to get concerned.
"No,"
"I'll call Nick's cell." He picked up the phone and started dialing.
*******
"Poor Sara." Nick thought to himself. It broke his heart to see her like this, and there was nothing he could do to help her. That bastard was hurting the one person he loved more than anything else in the world. Anger took over and once again he tried with all his might to break free of the rope that prevented him from helping her. But once again his attempt was in vain. Why didn't he learn from what happened to Holly? This was all his fault. They wouldn't be in this situation if he hadn't let the police officers go. Common Grissom. Where are you?
"Sara. Sara. Can you hear me? Come on honey, wake up." She didn't move.
Just then the door swung opened and the man entered again, only this time he had an automatic in his right hand. Nick's heart stopped. Was he going to kill them?
"What do you want with us?" Nick asked, trying to keep his voice calm, but he was starting to get nervous. He didn't like guns. The only reason he owned one was because it was part of his job. For his protection.
The man just laughed.
Sara stirred and finally opened her eyes. She slowly lifted her head. The pain was almost unbearable, but she tried her best not to let it show.
"I see our sleeping beauty is finally awake." He said with a smirk. Nick just glowered at him.
"Hank?" Sara asked with surprise. Why did he have a gun? What's going on?
"I can see this is going to be fun." The man grinned.