Nick found that Grissom couldn't drive fast enough. His heart was up into
his throat and he couldn't stop his stomach from flipping. The thought
that Ashton was in any trouble was just to much to bare. They didn't have
much time left, as word was spreading fast and the kidnapper would soon get
word of there arrival.
"Grissom, can you go any faster?" Nick whined from the passenger seat. Grissom shook his head without a word, knowing that the father beside him was tense and not his usual self. Nick sighed lightly and sat back, his head was spinning and he felt liked if he thought to heard, he explode.
**************************** Greg sat in his chair, wondering how Ashton had possibly called him, and why she was using code. 'The kidnapper must have been in the room' he thought to himself. 'but why would he let her call?' His mind wandered in every which direction as Mally came in.
"Greg." her voice was low, almost a whisper. Greg jumped a little, still in deep thought, ". can I talk to you?" he looked up into her eyes, they were wet and red. He nodded slowly and patted the chair next to him.
"What can I do ya for?" he asked trying to put a smile on his face but she saw right threw him.
"I've made a big mistake..it's about Ashton," her eyes fell to the floor at her feet as another tear fell down her cheek.
"Mally, what is it?" Greg asked, his attention completely on her. His eyes widened, hoping that she had some information that he had withheld, something...anything!
"I should have told dad soon," she mumbled under her breath, "About Ashton being gone....I waited to long." she trailed off suddenly as her voice cracked.
"Mally.." Greg said with a sigh, partly of disappointment and partly because he felt sorry for her, ".you told you father, that's all that matters." He looked down at his phone, it hadn't rung sense she had called him.
"But what if it was too late?" she cried, "What if she's already.." Greg cut her off suddenly.
"No Mally," she jumped, she had never heard Greg raise his voice, never! "She's strong, and will hold on until we can get to her, don't you worry about that!" Mally nodded, but still wasn't convinced. Greg looked up at the girl, so young but still so bright and strong. "Come here!" he pulled her into a tight hug, where she stayed for quite a while.
***************************** Ashton hung up the phone, worried about her 'payment'. She placed it quietly onto the floor infront of her, hoping that her captor wouldn't hear the phone being put down. But her hopes came crashing down as the man turned to face her, a look of disappointment on his face.
"That wasn't very long." he took a couple steps towards her, "unlike my other 'guests'." He used the word loosely, making a cold shiver run down her spin. Ashton shrugged, not really caring what the others had done, after all it had gotten them killed! "The payment of course, will be given to me when I want or need it the most!" Ashton cringed at the sound of that word.need. She nodded slowly in agreement, hoping to god that Greg would soon find her.
The man laughed suddenly as he saw a car speed by the house, lights flashing. Ashton knew that it was her father, headed to the house that would hopefully save her. The man's smiled faded suddenly as he realized their plan.
"They will never found you here!" he told himself, "But the note...the paper..your jacket is all there!" he cursed quietly as he realized that in fact, they could find her once they checked the old house out, that he was slowly being caught. "No difference! I'll simply go down there and get the stuff before they do, then I'll be back to finish you off and plan my next victim," he smiled at himself and laughed as he closed the door and locked it with a loud 'click'.
Ashton couldn't stop herself from cringing as the door closed. She could feel the hot salty tears run down her face and there was nothing that she could do to stop them with her hands tied behind her back. She sobbed quietly as she realized that this could be her final hours, if her father didn't get to that house before her kidnapper did.
************ Nick held on for dear life as Grissom raced down the street towards the house in question. He prayed to god that he wasn't to late and that he still had a chance at saving his daughter's life. He let his mind wonder back to the days when Ashton and Mally were only toddlers and life seemed so much simpler. He'd be there to put them to bed and would always be there in the morning when they woke up. He had his next door neighbor watch the girls while they slept, and he never had to worry about them. But now he was worrying that his daughter, who graduated at the age of 12, would die at the hands of another. He just couldn't hold back the tears any longer, this was just to much to take all at once.
They pulled up to a house that seemed rather small compared to the ones that surrounded it. It was simple and so easy to miss, it blended so well with the others and it surroundings. Nick jumped out of the car just as another pulled up behind him. A man sat in the drivers seat, and Nick knew that he was Ashton's kidnapper.
************* Greg sat quietly in the break room, Mally alseep on the couch. He held in his hand a cup of his famous 'Blue Hawaiian' coffee, which usually would calm his nerves but just wasn't doing it this time. It wasn't long before Sara walked in, frustrated and angry that she had been stuck alone with the case.
"Ashton wouldn't have run off without me knowing," she said as she sat down across from Greg, who was in no mood for her bitching.
"She made a mistake Sara," he said as he put the cup on the table and leaned forward, "we all do!" he glared at her and she shut her mouth just in time to hear Greg's cell phone go off.
"Saunders," he said in a shaky voice. He said nothing more as the conversation went on.
*************** Grissom saw the look on Nicks face change from surprise to anger as his eyes fell on the driver of the red sports car.
"Nick, call Brass." his voice trailed off as he walked to Nick's side, ".Now!"
Nick nodded as he grabbed his cell phone and dialed the numbers without letting his eyes off of the man in front of him. The man in the car, Danny, sat stunned. He was too late! Should he wait and act natural? Should he just speed away and kill the girl before they find everything out?
"There's no answer Gris," Nick said hanging up and looking towards Grissom for the first time since the car had shown up.
"Call Greg, tell him to get back up and to get a hold of Brass," Nick nodded again and dial the lab techs number.
"Greg, it's Nick." Nick's heart raced as the thought of what to tell him, ". call Brass and get him to the address you gave us, and do it as fast as you can!" Nick hung up, not waiting for an answer. "Now what Gris? Do we wait here or go into the house?"
Grissom didn't know the answer to Nick's question. He had never been faced with the choice. What should he do? Wait for Brass, or investigate the house?? ****************************************************************
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"Grissom, can you go any faster?" Nick whined from the passenger seat. Grissom shook his head without a word, knowing that the father beside him was tense and not his usual self. Nick sighed lightly and sat back, his head was spinning and he felt liked if he thought to heard, he explode.
**************************** Greg sat in his chair, wondering how Ashton had possibly called him, and why she was using code. 'The kidnapper must have been in the room' he thought to himself. 'but why would he let her call?' His mind wandered in every which direction as Mally came in.
"Greg." her voice was low, almost a whisper. Greg jumped a little, still in deep thought, ". can I talk to you?" he looked up into her eyes, they were wet and red. He nodded slowly and patted the chair next to him.
"What can I do ya for?" he asked trying to put a smile on his face but she saw right threw him.
"I've made a big mistake..it's about Ashton," her eyes fell to the floor at her feet as another tear fell down her cheek.
"Mally, what is it?" Greg asked, his attention completely on her. His eyes widened, hoping that she had some information that he had withheld, something...anything!
"I should have told dad soon," she mumbled under her breath, "About Ashton being gone....I waited to long." she trailed off suddenly as her voice cracked.
"Mally.." Greg said with a sigh, partly of disappointment and partly because he felt sorry for her, ".you told you father, that's all that matters." He looked down at his phone, it hadn't rung sense she had called him.
"But what if it was too late?" she cried, "What if she's already.." Greg cut her off suddenly.
"No Mally," she jumped, she had never heard Greg raise his voice, never! "She's strong, and will hold on until we can get to her, don't you worry about that!" Mally nodded, but still wasn't convinced. Greg looked up at the girl, so young but still so bright and strong. "Come here!" he pulled her into a tight hug, where she stayed for quite a while.
***************************** Ashton hung up the phone, worried about her 'payment'. She placed it quietly onto the floor infront of her, hoping that her captor wouldn't hear the phone being put down. But her hopes came crashing down as the man turned to face her, a look of disappointment on his face.
"That wasn't very long." he took a couple steps towards her, "unlike my other 'guests'." He used the word loosely, making a cold shiver run down her spin. Ashton shrugged, not really caring what the others had done, after all it had gotten them killed! "The payment of course, will be given to me when I want or need it the most!" Ashton cringed at the sound of that word.need. She nodded slowly in agreement, hoping to god that Greg would soon find her.
The man laughed suddenly as he saw a car speed by the house, lights flashing. Ashton knew that it was her father, headed to the house that would hopefully save her. The man's smiled faded suddenly as he realized their plan.
"They will never found you here!" he told himself, "But the note...the paper..your jacket is all there!" he cursed quietly as he realized that in fact, they could find her once they checked the old house out, that he was slowly being caught. "No difference! I'll simply go down there and get the stuff before they do, then I'll be back to finish you off and plan my next victim," he smiled at himself and laughed as he closed the door and locked it with a loud 'click'.
Ashton couldn't stop herself from cringing as the door closed. She could feel the hot salty tears run down her face and there was nothing that she could do to stop them with her hands tied behind her back. She sobbed quietly as she realized that this could be her final hours, if her father didn't get to that house before her kidnapper did.
************ Nick held on for dear life as Grissom raced down the street towards the house in question. He prayed to god that he wasn't to late and that he still had a chance at saving his daughter's life. He let his mind wonder back to the days when Ashton and Mally were only toddlers and life seemed so much simpler. He'd be there to put them to bed and would always be there in the morning when they woke up. He had his next door neighbor watch the girls while they slept, and he never had to worry about them. But now he was worrying that his daughter, who graduated at the age of 12, would die at the hands of another. He just couldn't hold back the tears any longer, this was just to much to take all at once.
They pulled up to a house that seemed rather small compared to the ones that surrounded it. It was simple and so easy to miss, it blended so well with the others and it surroundings. Nick jumped out of the car just as another pulled up behind him. A man sat in the drivers seat, and Nick knew that he was Ashton's kidnapper.
************* Greg sat quietly in the break room, Mally alseep on the couch. He held in his hand a cup of his famous 'Blue Hawaiian' coffee, which usually would calm his nerves but just wasn't doing it this time. It wasn't long before Sara walked in, frustrated and angry that she had been stuck alone with the case.
"Ashton wouldn't have run off without me knowing," she said as she sat down across from Greg, who was in no mood for her bitching.
"She made a mistake Sara," he said as he put the cup on the table and leaned forward, "we all do!" he glared at her and she shut her mouth just in time to hear Greg's cell phone go off.
"Saunders," he said in a shaky voice. He said nothing more as the conversation went on.
*************** Grissom saw the look on Nicks face change from surprise to anger as his eyes fell on the driver of the red sports car.
"Nick, call Brass." his voice trailed off as he walked to Nick's side, ".Now!"
Nick nodded as he grabbed his cell phone and dialed the numbers without letting his eyes off of the man in front of him. The man in the car, Danny, sat stunned. He was too late! Should he wait and act natural? Should he just speed away and kill the girl before they find everything out?
"There's no answer Gris," Nick said hanging up and looking towards Grissom for the first time since the car had shown up.
"Call Greg, tell him to get back up and to get a hold of Brass," Nick nodded again and dial the lab techs number.
"Greg, it's Nick." Nick's heart raced as the thought of what to tell him, ". call Brass and get him to the address you gave us, and do it as fast as you can!" Nick hung up, not waiting for an answer. "Now what Gris? Do we wait here or go into the house?"
Grissom didn't know the answer to Nick's question. He had never been faced with the choice. What should he do? Wait for Brass, or investigate the house?? ****************************************************************
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