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.

Thank you Blaze and Nepeace for being my beta's.

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--Chapter 13--

Brass called Hodges again.

"What!" He screamed into the phone.

"I saw Sara. Who's blood was it?" Brass really didn't want to know but…

"Bugman's." Hodges laughed, " It Was his own fault."

"What do you mean?" Brass was beginning to lose his temper.

"He attacked my fr.. me so I shot him," he almost said something about Hank, but corrected himself quickly. If they didn't know someone else was here, it could work to their advantage.

"Is he…dead?" Brass asked him and looked at the gang. Catherine lost it and started to cry. Warrick wrapped his arms around her to comfort her.

"Not yet," he exclaimed and smiled to Hank, "but I can arrange that," he laughed evilly into the phone.

Brass listened to this in horror. He never thought that Hodges was capable of this. And he made a mistake…but now he knew, that he wasn't alone.

"Are you still there?" Hodges sounded agitated.

"Yeah, I'm still here. The money and the chopper are on their way," Brass had trouble to keep his emotions inside.

"Good" he smiled and pressed the 'end' button. Hodges walked towards the basement.

Brass lowered the phone at looked at Nick. "It was Gil's blood, he…shot him," Brass needed to sit down, "and someone else is with him," he looked up to Warrick.

"What do you mean someone else?" Warrick said, still holding Catherine.

"He said that Grissom attacked his 'fr…' and changed it quickly to 'him'…" he explained.

"I think he's trying to mislead us," Warrick looked to Nick and Brass.

They both nodded.

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Before Hank opened the door, he pushed Sara against the wall. "I want something from you," he smiled and started kissing her.

Sara tried to escape from his grip, but he was too strong. Hank lowered one of his hands to her breast. Suddenly Hodges came down the stairs.

"Don't you ever touch her! She's MINE! Now get her inside."

Hank did what he was told; he opened the door and pushed Sara in the room.

Sara was shaking on her legs and couldn't stand anymore. She sank to her knees and looked towards Grissom.

Grissom had his eyes closed and she saw evidence that he had cried. With all the strength she had, she crawled to him and touched his face.

"It hurts," he whispered, "and I'm losing a lot of blood."

Sara looked at the bandage and saw blood running down his chest.

"I have to stop the bleeding somehow," she crawled back to the door and started banging on it.

"Hodges! Hank!" she screamed.

Suddenly the door slammed open and Sara saw Hank standing on the other side.

"What do you want!" he said agitated.

"Do you have a needle and some thread?" she asked then looked at Grissom.

"Why?…Oh I see," Hank looked over to Grissom. "I'll have to ask Hodges" he turned around and closed the door.

Back upstairs, Hodges was still pacing back and forth.

"Sara wants a needle and some thread," he said to Hodges.

"Why?" Hodges was a little confused.

"Grissom is bleeding heavily and she wants to stitch up the wound" Hank looked at him.

"Well, two hostages is better then one. Do you have your medical kit?" He looked at him and saw that he nodded.

"Well she can have it, but I want something in return," Hodges smiled.

Hank walked downstairs and opened the door. "Come with me" he told her and turned around.

Sara looked at Grissom and squeezed his hand. "Everything is going to be alright," she said and kissed his forehead. She walked towards the door and followed Hank.

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Brass and the gang were still waiting for the money and the chopper to arrive.

They hoped that they would arrive soon. They knew that Grissom was shot, and that Sara was in a bad condition, because of her bruised face, and they didn't know if she would survive another beating.

Brass started to feel nauseous and went to the ambulance. They gave him some pills for the nausea and the pain. They tried again to convince him to go to the hospital, but Brass declined.

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When Hank and Sara walked into the living room, Hodges was in the kitchen making something to eat.

Hank pushed Sara into the kitchen and Hodges turned around.

"I heard you wanted something…" he looked at her, "I can give you that, but I want something in return. You know what I mean…"

"Ok," Sara breathed out heavily. It was the only chance she had, to get Grissom out of here alive.

An hour later Sara and Hank returned downstairs. Hank opened the door and went inside.

Hank kneeled next to Grissom and removed the bandage. He cleaned the wound and removed the bullet. When he stopped the bleeding, he stitched him up. He also hooked Grissom to an IV. He hung the bag on a nail at the wall. After he was done, he left the room.

Sara sat behind Grissom and took him in her arms.

"What did you have to do?" he weakly spoke.

"Nothing," she told him and held him tight.

"Sara, please tell me," he said, and looked up into her eyes. Then he saw it, "you didn't…please Sara say you didn't do that," tears were forming in Grissom's eyes.

"I couldn't let you die…" and a tear rolled down her cheek.

TBC…