AN 1: rating changed to R for disturbing content and language.
AN 2: sorry for the lack on updates, I had some personal problems.
~*~Chapter Seven~*~
When Tyler heard that Warrick was still alive, his blood began to boil. Shit, he still alive!!! But not for long…
When he walked out of the hospital, he spotted Brass and Sara. Your time will come too, Brass. You are gonna die very slowly, but not now. First, I have to take care of Warrick. He is gonna die tonight!
Sara and Brass walked into the hospital without knowing what was going to happen the next hour.
When they both reached the IC-ward, Sara went into Warrick's room and Brass into Grissom's room.
Sara grasped Warrick's hand and looked at all the machines around him. She was relieved when she heard the loud beeps from the heart monitor.
"Hang on Warrick," she whispered. "You have to fight this. You have to get well."
Sara looked up when she heard a noise from the other side of the room.
The door opened slowly and Catherine walked in.
"Hey," Catherine said and sank into a chair next to the bed.
"How are you holding up?" Sara saw that Catherine was on the verge of a breakdown. She rose out of her chair, walked around the bed to Catherine, and crouched down in front of her.
"I…" Catherine started to cry. "Why did he do it?" She said between sobs.
"I think he wanted revenge," Sara said and hugged Catherine. When the sobs had disappeared, Sara pulled back.
"Thank you," Catherine sniffed, "I needed that."
"That's what friends are for." Sara rose from her position.
Catherine nodded and looked over at Warrick.
"He will pull through Catherine." Sara tried to give Catherine hope, but she knew that it didn't look good. "I'm going to Grissom now, see how he is doing."
"Ok, I will visit him later." Catherine sat down on the chair that Sara recently had sat on.
"Ok. See you later and have faith." Sara walked out of the room and closed the door.
God, let him live! She looked up and saw Brass coming out of Grissom's room.
Brass approached Sara. "How is Warrick doing?" He asked hesitantly.
"Still the same. It doesn't look good," Sara swallowed down the lump in her throat.
Brass saw the tears that where threaten to fall. "It's ok to cry Sara," he said and pulled her into a hug.
"I have to stay strong for the both of them," she said when she pulled out of the hug. She wiped the tears away that had managed to escape under her eyelids.
Brass smiled at her. "Yeah, I know. However, it is ok to cry. Something happened to two of your best friends. No one would blame you if you would break down."
Sara smiled back at him. "Thank you Jim."
"You're welcome. Now, someone is waiting for you," he said and pointed towards Grissom's room.
"Bye Jim."
"See you Sara."
When Sara walked into Grissom's room, she felt a little better. "Hey," she said when she sat down next to Grissom.
"Hi," he said.
"How are you feeling?" Sara looked into his eyes and saw the answer.
"I'm sleepy and it hurts like hell," he groaned.
"Try to get some sleep," Sara said to him and grasped his hand. "You have to get well…for me…" Sara bent over and kissed his cheek.
Griss mumbled something and seconds later he was sound asleep.
******
Meanwhile, Tyler walked into his motel room and bashed his fist into the wall. I can't believe it. He is still alive!
He grabbed his gun and loaded it. He walked over to his bed and retrieved his suitcase underneath it. He opened it and grabbed something out of it. It was a bulletproof jacket. The next thing he grabbed was a big knife.
It will have all of your blood over it. Aaron's is already on it, next one is going to be Warrick's.
Tyler started to laugh. I will slice his throat with it. He's going to experience a hell of a lot of pain.
Tyler walked out of his room and got in car. He started the engine and drove away to the hospital.
******
Nick was in the break room when Brass walked in with a package in his hands. "Something came for you," he said and handed the package over to Nick.
"What is it?" he said but then he saw the logo of the FBI.
"It's Aaron's file." Brass looked up at him.
Nick opened the package and grabbed the file. When he opened the file, a photograph fell out of it and landed onto the table.
Nick grabbed it and looked at it. His face turned white. "How can someone do something like this. It's…" Nick voice trailed off when he saw the next picture. "This is disgusting…"
"Nick?" Brass looked at him.
"Yeah? "
"He is coming after us," Brass said to him.
"Why?" Nick didn't understand.
"We arrested this guy a couple of years ago and he threatened us," Brass tried to explain.
"Who is us?" Nick wanted to know.
"Warrick, Catherine, me and Aaron." When he said Aaron's name he pointed at the photographs.
"I already posted some officers in front of Grissom's and Warrick's room."
"Why Grissom?"
"Because, when Tyler threatened us in court, Grissom showed no fear and said to him that he would protect us with his life."
Nick nodded in understanding.
"Now we have to find out where he is hiding." Nick sat down, pulled the file towards him, and started to read.
TBC…