Hey guys! It's me again. Well, I got a great response on the first
chapter. I want to thank everyone who reviewed.
I do have some bad news though. With school starting back tomorrow, plus major projects I have to do, plus mid terms coming up, this may be my last post for around three weeks. I will really try to post sooner than that, but bear with me. I am sure everyone here has either gone through mid terms, or are going to go through them soon. So please no flame!!!!
I got the reviews saying that you want more G/C. Unfortunately, that couple is on the side and I won't focus on them that much.
r/r!!!
Disclaimer: Once again, they are not mine. I just like to take them out to play with for a while them put them back after I'm done. But that might not be for a long time. "Steve" is mine but he's not much to brag about.
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Chapter 2: The Burning
"Hey do you need a hand with that?"
"Yea, thanks. After we're finished with this, let's take a break."
"Alright,"
Nick Stokes went over to his friend, Steve, and helped him carry the box upstairs. They put it down in the bedroom, and walked back down to the kitchen.
"I can't thank you enough Nick for helping me move."
"Your welcome, anything for a friend."
Nick poured himself a glass of water. He looked at his watch. It was 1:00.
"Hey Steve, is phone connected yet?"
"Yeah, you can call someone if you want."
"Thanks. I forgot my cell at home."
He leaned over the counter and grabbed the cordless phone. Nick dialed the familiar number and listened to the ring tone.
Once
Twice
"Hello?"
"Hey, Sara"
"Hey Nick. Are you still at Steve's house?"
"Yea, we are taking a break and I just wanted to call. I missed you."
"Same here. It's weird coming home and being alone. So any other reason you called?"
"What I just can't call to say that I miss the future Mrs. Stokes?"
"Come on Nick. There is something else. I can tell in your voice."
"Ok, you got me. It's nothing big. I just wanted to know if you wanted to meet me somewhere after I am done here. I should be finished about 4:00. I would give us time to do something before work."
"Any other day I would Nick, but this case is getting to me and I was going to go in early to work on it, before I get to involved. The sooner it is over, the better."
"Ok," replied Nick a little disappointed.
"But I'll see you tonight right?"
"Yeah, I just wanted-"
"Hey Nick, I'm sorry to cut this short but someone's at the door. I'll call you later Ok?"
"Alright, I love you. I'll see you later. Bye"
"I love you to. Bye."
Nick put down the phone.
"Girl trouble? Cause if they're is-"
"I wouldn't ask you. You have gotten your sorry ass kicked out of every relationship you ever had. And no, there is no trouble. Sara is just a little emotional right now with this case we're on."
"Sure."
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*A Few Hours Later*
A red-faced Nick walked into his apartment. He had been at Steve's moving stuff around for hours. He desperately needed a shower before work, and a nap. He didn't have any sleep today.
He threw his stuff down on the couch and went over to his answering machine. He pressed the play button.
A familiar voice made its way into Nick's ears.
"Hey Nick, it's Grissom. I don't know if you have seen or heard the news lately. I tried to get you on your cell but all I got was your voice mail. I hope your ok. Call me when you get this."
Nick heard the machine stop and rewind. Grissom's voice was really solemn.
He went back over to his couch and sat down. He fished for his controller between the seat cushions. When Nick found it he turned on the TV. The first thing that popped up was the sports channel.
Nick flipped down until he got to the local news.
"For those of you joining us, our top story this afternoon, a four alarm fire rages through an apartment complex over in Spring Valley on Spring Mountain Road."
That was the last thing Nick heard. His body stiffened in fear.
The news anchor had just described exactly where Sara lived.
He picked up the phone from the table in front of him and dialed Grissom's cell phone.
Once
Twice
Three times
"Grissom,"
Nick's voice was shaky
"It's me,"
"Nick? Are you ok? Do you know what happened?"
"It's her isn't it?"
"I'm not sure, but it doesn't look good. I'm heading over to CSI to see what's going on."
"I'm coming too."
"No, you stay home."
"I'm coming in Grissom."
"No, you-"
"I'm coming."
Nick hung up on Grissom. He put the phone down. His worse fear was coming true.
He grabbed his stuff and headed back out to his car. It was only a twenty- minute ride to the lab, but for Nick, it felt like an eternity.
He wondered why no tears came to his eyes. This was the saddest he had ever felt, yet no tears.
He saw the smoke against the clear Nevada sky.
Eventually, Nick reached CSI. He saw Grissom's car, Catherine's, and Warrick's, but not Sara's.
He got out of his car and made his way into the lab. Nick walked down the hall to Grissom's office not without looks from every person he passed, but he didn't notice any of them. His hand reached out to the cold metal of the doorknob to Grissom's office.
He saw three of his co-workers turn to look at him as he entered.
Tears streaked Catherine's face. Even Warrick's and Grissom's eyes were watery.
"It's her, isn't it?"
"Nick, I'm sorry. We just got told that it was her building, but we still don't know if she was there."
"What time?"
"We heard that it started around twelve."
"She was there. I talked to her before-"
Nick turned and left. He could hear Catherine starting up a new batch of tears as he closed the door behind him. His body was numb. The tears he wanted still didn't come. It was as if he didn't believe she was gone. But she was.
(A/N: Don't bring out the tissues yet!)
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*A Week Later*
Nick stands in his black tux, as he watches them lower the coffin into the ground, but it didn't have her in it. They never found her remains. They didn't find much of anything after the fire had been put out and the building was ash. Only a few people had died since many were still at work.
Nick knew that she was gone, but could shake the feeling that she wasn't. All the facts said she wasn't coming back. Eyewitnesses said that the fire had even started in her apartment and no one had seen her leave.
Everything said that she was there, yet still no remains.
Day shift had investigated the fire and found that a gas explosion that had indeed started in her apartment had caused it.
Nick still hadn't cried since that day. He didn't have the strength.
He watched as the casket had finally been put to rest. Nick couldn't watch anymore. He turned and left without one word. He needed to get away from the eyes. All of the eyes that looked at him with pity and sorrow, like they knew what Nick was going through, but none of them did.
Nick got into his car and headed home. All he wanted was to rest.
To sleep.
To wish it all away.
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*Meanwhile*
She didn't know how she had gotten into this mess.
She had just gotten off the phone with Nick and went to answer the door. He attacked her. Tied her hands and gagged her.
She tried to fight back but it was no use.
Then he forced her down the side stairs with a gun to her back out into the alley where the dumpsters for her building were.
She didn't know who he was or why he was doing this to her.
He tied her onto the backseat of his car, which was parked in the shadows of the alley. Then threw a blanket over her.
She knew no one had seen what had happened.
He left her laying on the backseat in the car for what seemed like half hour. When he came back, he started the car and drove out of the alley.
He never said a word.
She couldn't see where they were going, but they drove for hours. The ropes that bound her to the seat burned her skin. She was unbelievably hot
Then he stopped the car and got out. He opened the door near her head. He leaned over her, took off the blanket and undid the ropes. Then he dragged her out of the car.
They were in the desert.
"Get up." He pointed the gun at her again.
Her legs wobbled. She looked around. All she saw was a dilapidated house. There was no other civilization around, just sand. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards the shack. She tried to scream. Tears fell from her eyes.
He led her through the front door.
He pulled her down a set of stairs. Then he threw her to the ground.
She hit the ground hard on her shoulder and cried out into the cloth in her mouth.
He leaned over her once again. He grabbed her wrists that were still tied together.
She struggled against him but with no avail.
She watched him work on the ropes that bound her.
When he was finished, the rope between her wrists was about shoulders length apart.
She watched as he then tied ropes around her ankles the same length as the rope around her wrists.
Then he reached to her face and undid the gag. He put it in his back pocket and headed back up the stairs.
She sat up
"Why?"
He stopped and turned to look at her.
"You should know Sara."
He turned and walked up the stairs, then closed the door and locked it.
That was a week ago.
Sara still sat in the dark basement day after day, wondering if anyone would find her and get her out.
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Whoa! Big twist!
This was The Burning, do they learn the Truth?
So that's the end of chapter 2. Everyone thinks Sara is dead, but she's not. Do they ever find her?
Please r/r!
~Jax
I do have some bad news though. With school starting back tomorrow, plus major projects I have to do, plus mid terms coming up, this may be my last post for around three weeks. I will really try to post sooner than that, but bear with me. I am sure everyone here has either gone through mid terms, or are going to go through them soon. So please no flame!!!!
I got the reviews saying that you want more G/C. Unfortunately, that couple is on the side and I won't focus on them that much.
r/r!!!
Disclaimer: Once again, they are not mine. I just like to take them out to play with for a while them put them back after I'm done. But that might not be for a long time. "Steve" is mine but he's not much to brag about.
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Chapter 2: The Burning
"Hey do you need a hand with that?"
"Yea, thanks. After we're finished with this, let's take a break."
"Alright,"
Nick Stokes went over to his friend, Steve, and helped him carry the box upstairs. They put it down in the bedroom, and walked back down to the kitchen.
"I can't thank you enough Nick for helping me move."
"Your welcome, anything for a friend."
Nick poured himself a glass of water. He looked at his watch. It was 1:00.
"Hey Steve, is phone connected yet?"
"Yeah, you can call someone if you want."
"Thanks. I forgot my cell at home."
He leaned over the counter and grabbed the cordless phone. Nick dialed the familiar number and listened to the ring tone.
Once
Twice
"Hello?"
"Hey, Sara"
"Hey Nick. Are you still at Steve's house?"
"Yea, we are taking a break and I just wanted to call. I missed you."
"Same here. It's weird coming home and being alone. So any other reason you called?"
"What I just can't call to say that I miss the future Mrs. Stokes?"
"Come on Nick. There is something else. I can tell in your voice."
"Ok, you got me. It's nothing big. I just wanted to know if you wanted to meet me somewhere after I am done here. I should be finished about 4:00. I would give us time to do something before work."
"Any other day I would Nick, but this case is getting to me and I was going to go in early to work on it, before I get to involved. The sooner it is over, the better."
"Ok," replied Nick a little disappointed.
"But I'll see you tonight right?"
"Yeah, I just wanted-"
"Hey Nick, I'm sorry to cut this short but someone's at the door. I'll call you later Ok?"
"Alright, I love you. I'll see you later. Bye"
"I love you to. Bye."
Nick put down the phone.
"Girl trouble? Cause if they're is-"
"I wouldn't ask you. You have gotten your sorry ass kicked out of every relationship you ever had. And no, there is no trouble. Sara is just a little emotional right now with this case we're on."
"Sure."
*~*~*~*~*
*A Few Hours Later*
A red-faced Nick walked into his apartment. He had been at Steve's moving stuff around for hours. He desperately needed a shower before work, and a nap. He didn't have any sleep today.
He threw his stuff down on the couch and went over to his answering machine. He pressed the play button.
A familiar voice made its way into Nick's ears.
"Hey Nick, it's Grissom. I don't know if you have seen or heard the news lately. I tried to get you on your cell but all I got was your voice mail. I hope your ok. Call me when you get this."
Nick heard the machine stop and rewind. Grissom's voice was really solemn.
He went back over to his couch and sat down. He fished for his controller between the seat cushions. When Nick found it he turned on the TV. The first thing that popped up was the sports channel.
Nick flipped down until he got to the local news.
"For those of you joining us, our top story this afternoon, a four alarm fire rages through an apartment complex over in Spring Valley on Spring Mountain Road."
That was the last thing Nick heard. His body stiffened in fear.
The news anchor had just described exactly where Sara lived.
He picked up the phone from the table in front of him and dialed Grissom's cell phone.
Once
Twice
Three times
"Grissom,"
Nick's voice was shaky
"It's me,"
"Nick? Are you ok? Do you know what happened?"
"It's her isn't it?"
"I'm not sure, but it doesn't look good. I'm heading over to CSI to see what's going on."
"I'm coming too."
"No, you stay home."
"I'm coming in Grissom."
"No, you-"
"I'm coming."
Nick hung up on Grissom. He put the phone down. His worse fear was coming true.
He grabbed his stuff and headed back out to his car. It was only a twenty- minute ride to the lab, but for Nick, it felt like an eternity.
He wondered why no tears came to his eyes. This was the saddest he had ever felt, yet no tears.
He saw the smoke against the clear Nevada sky.
Eventually, Nick reached CSI. He saw Grissom's car, Catherine's, and Warrick's, but not Sara's.
He got out of his car and made his way into the lab. Nick walked down the hall to Grissom's office not without looks from every person he passed, but he didn't notice any of them. His hand reached out to the cold metal of the doorknob to Grissom's office.
He saw three of his co-workers turn to look at him as he entered.
Tears streaked Catherine's face. Even Warrick's and Grissom's eyes were watery.
"It's her, isn't it?"
"Nick, I'm sorry. We just got told that it was her building, but we still don't know if she was there."
"What time?"
"We heard that it started around twelve."
"She was there. I talked to her before-"
Nick turned and left. He could hear Catherine starting up a new batch of tears as he closed the door behind him. His body was numb. The tears he wanted still didn't come. It was as if he didn't believe she was gone. But she was.
(A/N: Don't bring out the tissues yet!)
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*A Week Later*
Nick stands in his black tux, as he watches them lower the coffin into the ground, but it didn't have her in it. They never found her remains. They didn't find much of anything after the fire had been put out and the building was ash. Only a few people had died since many were still at work.
Nick knew that she was gone, but could shake the feeling that she wasn't. All the facts said she wasn't coming back. Eyewitnesses said that the fire had even started in her apartment and no one had seen her leave.
Everything said that she was there, yet still no remains.
Day shift had investigated the fire and found that a gas explosion that had indeed started in her apartment had caused it.
Nick still hadn't cried since that day. He didn't have the strength.
He watched as the casket had finally been put to rest. Nick couldn't watch anymore. He turned and left without one word. He needed to get away from the eyes. All of the eyes that looked at him with pity and sorrow, like they knew what Nick was going through, but none of them did.
Nick got into his car and headed home. All he wanted was to rest.
To sleep.
To wish it all away.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*Meanwhile*
She didn't know how she had gotten into this mess.
She had just gotten off the phone with Nick and went to answer the door. He attacked her. Tied her hands and gagged her.
She tried to fight back but it was no use.
Then he forced her down the side stairs with a gun to her back out into the alley where the dumpsters for her building were.
She didn't know who he was or why he was doing this to her.
He tied her onto the backseat of his car, which was parked in the shadows of the alley. Then threw a blanket over her.
She knew no one had seen what had happened.
He left her laying on the backseat in the car for what seemed like half hour. When he came back, he started the car and drove out of the alley.
He never said a word.
She couldn't see where they were going, but they drove for hours. The ropes that bound her to the seat burned her skin. She was unbelievably hot
Then he stopped the car and got out. He opened the door near her head. He leaned over her, took off the blanket and undid the ropes. Then he dragged her out of the car.
They were in the desert.
"Get up." He pointed the gun at her again.
Her legs wobbled. She looked around. All she saw was a dilapidated house. There was no other civilization around, just sand. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards the shack. She tried to scream. Tears fell from her eyes.
He led her through the front door.
He pulled her down a set of stairs. Then he threw her to the ground.
She hit the ground hard on her shoulder and cried out into the cloth in her mouth.
He leaned over her once again. He grabbed her wrists that were still tied together.
She struggled against him but with no avail.
She watched him work on the ropes that bound her.
When he was finished, the rope between her wrists was about shoulders length apart.
She watched as he then tied ropes around her ankles the same length as the rope around her wrists.
Then he reached to her face and undid the gag. He put it in his back pocket and headed back up the stairs.
She sat up
"Why?"
He stopped and turned to look at her.
"You should know Sara."
He turned and walked up the stairs, then closed the door and locked it.
That was a week ago.
Sara still sat in the dark basement day after day, wondering if anyone would find her and get her out.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Whoa! Big twist!
This was The Burning, do they learn the Truth?
So that's the end of chapter 2. Everyone thinks Sara is dead, but she's not. Do they ever find her?
Please r/r!
~Jax