Disclaimer: CSI and everything affiliated with it belongs to me. Except for the bits that don't.
i.e. all of it ;)
A/N: A giant thankyou to everyone who reviewed :) It's kind of strange seeing that people are actually reading this. Lol. And yes, I am planning on having Greg in it. ;) Although, he most likely won't play a major part.... not that I don't love Greg :) Oh, and Cuadripteryx, I didn't mean the NS was threatening their lives; I just meant their lives were being threatened. The summary probably is a bit confusing :) And at the moment I'm thinking all of their lives initially, then leaving just one or two of them in danger. But I might change my mind. *shrugs* Anyway, on with the story....
Chapter Two – People Like You
They found their supervisor standing on the sidewalk, conversing seriously with a police officer. When he spotted the pair approaching him, he halted the discussion to greet them.
"Nick. Sara." That however, was the extent of his dialogue. Grissom immediately resumed the conversation he was having beforehand. It obviously didn't occur to him that they might be wondering about the quite obliterated state of the lab.
"He's a lot of help"
"He's Grissom" Sara stated matter-of-factly.
Nick sighed and looked around. "This is ridiculous. You'd think someone would want to tell us about it. I mean, this isn't exactly a regular occurrence"
Sara just nodded and scanned the crowd. Finally, she spotted a slightly shaken Greg leaning against one of the building's outer walls. She nudged Nick and they both made their way over to talk to him.
"Hey Greggo"
Greg looked up and gave them a smile. " Hey guys"
They decided to get straight to the point. "So what the hell happened here?"
"You haven't heard?" Nick and Sara both shook their heads and studied Greg. He seemed a little worn out, but seemed to brighten a bit at the prospect of relaying the whole situation to them.
"Oh. Well, you guys remember Andrew D'Adamo?"
Sara thought for a moment before speaking. "Yeah… didn't we get him for killing those Hispanic girls?"
"Yep. It seems his brother Seth isn't too happy about Andrew facing the death penalty. He came in just after you guys left and said he wanted to speak to Grissom" Greg took this moment to pause, presumably for dramatic effect.
"And?"
"Hey, I'm getting there. Keep your pants on Sara. Well, actually, you don't have to..."
Nick interjected "Greg. Focus."
He cleared his throat and continued. "Right. So he's pretty civil at first, but when we try and tell him Grissom's at a crime scene, he starts getting angry. Like, really angry.He's knocking things onto the floor, yelling and pushing people over. That's when Warrick and Cath come out and try and restrain him. That's when he pulls out a gun and starts waving it around." Nick and Sara both gasped. Greg continued. " None of us there at that point were carrying, so he pretty much had the upper hand despite being outnumbered. He was quiet for a while, not letting anyone leave or even speak. Then, one of the lab techs tries to make a call for help, but he catches her. He went totally ballistic. Crazy. Started shooting at the windows and yelling all over again. Luckily for us, he obviously wasn't quiet about it. 10 minutes later, there's police cars surrounding the lab."
"Man, you sure can miss a lot in an hour and a half" Nick was shocked.
"Yeah. Just be grateful you weren't there. So anyway, he starts to panic. He knows there are plenty of cops with their guns trained right on him. So he grabs the receptionist and holds her in front of him with a gun to her head. Next thing we know he's out the door. Only thing is, because he's got the receptionist, the police can't shoot. They basically have to watch him walk away."
"Wait... you are not telling me that after all that, he got away"
" Uh huh"
"You're joking'
"Nope"
Sara let out an exasperated sigh. " Well is everybody ok? What happened to the receptionist?"
"She's ok. Apparently he let her go once he was far enough away not to be threatened. She's over there." Greg motioned to a shaken looking woman being treated by paramedics. "As for everybody else, a lot of cuts and bruises, and Cath has to get stiches for a nasty one above her eye. But no, no serious injuries yet"
Nick raised his eyebrows "Yet?"
Greg paused for a moment, considering how to say it. "When the receptionist came back, she had a message from D'Adamo. He said that if we don't destroy the evidence against his brother, we won't be so lucky next time"
"Lucky?"
"Next time?"
"He said he will go to any means necessary to stop that evidence from getting into court. And that he won't have a problem getting rid of any people who might stop him from doing that "
"People like who, Greg?"
"Um, like you guys"
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A/N: Da da dun! Lol. I know, again with the short chapters... but it's longer than the last one at least. Please R&R :)