Title: You can run but you can't hide
Author: Dutchie
Disclaimers: I don't own the rights to anybody or anything related to CSI.
Rating: R because of bad language and violence.
Summary: G/S, Someone hurt Sara and now he has to deal with the consequences.
I want to thank my beta's Nepeace and Blaze. Thank you!
Thank you all who reviewed my story! Please R & R.
--Chapter 12--
"Did you hit someone?" a man asked Hodges.
"Brass!" he said, "It was his own fault."
"Shit, you shot a COP! Are you CRAZY?" the man shouted.
Hodges looked and him then pointed his gun toward him.
"Ok, ok," the man said, "Calm down, I hope you can get us out of this mess."
"We've got hostages, remember," he grinned evilly.
*******
In the basement, Sara and Grissom were waiting for Hodges to come back. Suddenly, they heard someone come down the stairs. There was another voice, a familiar one.
Grissom and Sara looked at each other. This couldn't be happening.
The door flew open and Hodges and the man entered the room.
Hodges pulled Sara up and dragged her to the other side of the room. The man walked towards Grissom and kicked him in his stomach before pulling him up and hitting him in the face.
"No, leave him alone!" Sara screamed.
"You little bitch!" the man said and walked towards her. Meanwhile, Grissom got up and attacked the man. The man wrestled out of Grissoms grip, pulled his gun, and pulled the trigger.
Grissom fell to the floor and didn't move. The man looked up to Hodges, "I wanted to do that for a long time," he laughed.
Hodges released Sara from his grip.
She ran towards Grissom and checked if he had still a pulse. "Grissom..." she whispered.
"Look at the lovebirds!" the both taunted while laughing. "To bad Sara, he's going to die!"
Tears were rolling down Sara's cheeks. "How could you, Hank!" she screamed.
The men laughed, turned around, and left the room.
"Grissom...please?" she begged.
Grissom opened his eyes and immediately reached towards his shoulder. He saw Sara sitting next to him.
"I'm alright" he whispered to her and caressed her cheek.
"You were shot Grissom! You're not alright!" she cried.
Grissom tried to sit straight then slowly removed his shirt. The bullet had penetrated his right shoulder.
Grissom ripped his shirt apart and pressed a part of it onto the wound while Sara bandaged up with the rest of it.
"It's gonna be all right Sara, I promise" he said to her.
Sara crawled behind Grissom and pulled him towards her. His back was now pressed against her chest. "Don't die on me," she whispered.
"I wont" he said and closed his eyes.
********
Hank walked over to the window and looked outside, he saw Warrick approach the house with his hands in the air.
"Hodges, Warrick is coming this way!" he said quietly.
"What!" he yelled, drew his gun, and ran towards the door. He didn't open it. Instead, he opened the little window next to the door.
"Stay where you are!" he shouted to Warrick and pointed his gun at him.
"I have a cell phone for you, someone wants to talk to you!" Warrick yelled at him.
"Leave it on the porch!" he yelled back.
Warrick walked to the porch and put the phone on the porch. He slowly turned around and walked back towards the police cars.
"Get Sara!" he said to Hank.
Hank went downstairs and opened the door. He walked towards Grissom and Sara then pulled Sara up. However, before he left he kicked Grissom in his side. Grissom fell onto his right shoulder and cried out in pain.
"You're coming with me!" He said and grabbed Sara's arm.
When they entered the living room, Hodges was pacing back and forth.
He grabbed Sara and pushed her towards the door.
"Do you see the cell phone?" he said. Sara nodded. "Go get it, but no tricks or Grissom will die!" he grinned.
Sara opened the door slowly, walked up onto the porch, and towards the cell phone. She picked it up and turned around. When she came back in the house, Hodges grabbed the phone and looked at Hank.
"Downstairs!" was all Hodges said.
******
Outside the gang was waiting for someone to get out. Suddenly the door opened and Sara appeared onto the porch. She grabbed the phone and walked back.
The gang saw her bruised face. She was covered in blood.
Was it hers? They couldn't be sure.
******
Brass dialed the number and waited. After three rings, Hodges pressed the 'talk' button.
"What!" he exclaimed.
"Hodges, this is Brass"
"How's your shoulder" he laughed.
"Fine" Brass said, "What is it that you want Hodges."
"One million dollars and a chopper!" he said and pressed the 'end' button.
Brass lowered the phone. "He hung up," he said towards the gang.
"What did he want?" Nick questioned.
"One million and a chopper," he said.
Brass called HQ and asked for Sheriff Mobley. He explained the whole situation and Mobley immediately said that he would take care of it. He didn't want to lose two of his best CSI's.
TBC...
Author: Dutchie
Disclaimers: I don't own the rights to anybody or anything related to CSI.
Rating: R because of bad language and violence.
Summary: G/S, Someone hurt Sara and now he has to deal with the consequences.
I want to thank my beta's Nepeace and Blaze. Thank you!
Thank you all who reviewed my story! Please R & R.
--Chapter 12--
"Did you hit someone?" a man asked Hodges.
"Brass!" he said, "It was his own fault."
"Shit, you shot a COP! Are you CRAZY?" the man shouted.
Hodges looked and him then pointed his gun toward him.
"Ok, ok," the man said, "Calm down, I hope you can get us out of this mess."
"We've got hostages, remember," he grinned evilly.
*******
In the basement, Sara and Grissom were waiting for Hodges to come back. Suddenly, they heard someone come down the stairs. There was another voice, a familiar one.
Grissom and Sara looked at each other. This couldn't be happening.
The door flew open and Hodges and the man entered the room.
Hodges pulled Sara up and dragged her to the other side of the room. The man walked towards Grissom and kicked him in his stomach before pulling him up and hitting him in the face.
"No, leave him alone!" Sara screamed.
"You little bitch!" the man said and walked towards her. Meanwhile, Grissom got up and attacked the man. The man wrestled out of Grissoms grip, pulled his gun, and pulled the trigger.
Grissom fell to the floor and didn't move. The man looked up to Hodges, "I wanted to do that for a long time," he laughed.
Hodges released Sara from his grip.
She ran towards Grissom and checked if he had still a pulse. "Grissom..." she whispered.
"Look at the lovebirds!" the both taunted while laughing. "To bad Sara, he's going to die!"
Tears were rolling down Sara's cheeks. "How could you, Hank!" she screamed.
The men laughed, turned around, and left the room.
"Grissom...please?" she begged.
Grissom opened his eyes and immediately reached towards his shoulder. He saw Sara sitting next to him.
"I'm alright" he whispered to her and caressed her cheek.
"You were shot Grissom! You're not alright!" she cried.
Grissom tried to sit straight then slowly removed his shirt. The bullet had penetrated his right shoulder.
Grissom ripped his shirt apart and pressed a part of it onto the wound while Sara bandaged up with the rest of it.
"It's gonna be all right Sara, I promise" he said to her.
Sara crawled behind Grissom and pulled him towards her. His back was now pressed against her chest. "Don't die on me," she whispered.
"I wont" he said and closed his eyes.
********
Hank walked over to the window and looked outside, he saw Warrick approach the house with his hands in the air.
"Hodges, Warrick is coming this way!" he said quietly.
"What!" he yelled, drew his gun, and ran towards the door. He didn't open it. Instead, he opened the little window next to the door.
"Stay where you are!" he shouted to Warrick and pointed his gun at him.
"I have a cell phone for you, someone wants to talk to you!" Warrick yelled at him.
"Leave it on the porch!" he yelled back.
Warrick walked to the porch and put the phone on the porch. He slowly turned around and walked back towards the police cars.
"Get Sara!" he said to Hank.
Hank went downstairs and opened the door. He walked towards Grissom and Sara then pulled Sara up. However, before he left he kicked Grissom in his side. Grissom fell onto his right shoulder and cried out in pain.
"You're coming with me!" He said and grabbed Sara's arm.
When they entered the living room, Hodges was pacing back and forth.
He grabbed Sara and pushed her towards the door.
"Do you see the cell phone?" he said. Sara nodded. "Go get it, but no tricks or Grissom will die!" he grinned.
Sara opened the door slowly, walked up onto the porch, and towards the cell phone. She picked it up and turned around. When she came back in the house, Hodges grabbed the phone and looked at Hank.
"Downstairs!" was all Hodges said.
******
Outside the gang was waiting for someone to get out. Suddenly the door opened and Sara appeared onto the porch. She grabbed the phone and walked back.
The gang saw her bruised face. She was covered in blood.
Was it hers? They couldn't be sure.
******
Brass dialed the number and waited. After three rings, Hodges pressed the 'talk' button.
"What!" he exclaimed.
"Hodges, this is Brass"
"How's your shoulder" he laughed.
"Fine" Brass said, "What is it that you want Hodges."
"One million dollars and a chopper!" he said and pressed the 'end' button.
Brass lowered the phone. "He hung up," he said towards the gang.
"What did he want?" Nick questioned.
"One million and a chopper," he said.
Brass called HQ and asked for Sheriff Mobley. He explained the whole situation and Mobley immediately said that he would take care of it. He didn't want to lose two of his best CSI's.
TBC...
