It's been almost a week Chris has kept Sara his prisoner. He has been taking care of Sara, keeps her well fed, but her hands and legs are tied, of course.
"Sara, how are you doing today?," asked Chris cheerily.
"I feel like hell," answered Sara.
"Better watch your mouth it can give you trouble," said Chris crouching in front of Sara.
"At least cut off the rope at my legs, please Chris," pleaded Sara.
"You'll run away, Sara.
"No Chris, I won't, please Chris it hurts."
"Okay, but promise you won't run away," said Chris falling for Sara's words.
"I promise."
Chris unties Sara's rope and Sara winces at the pain around her legs. Red marks could be seen around her legs.
"Thanks Chris, it feels much better" said Sara smiling.
"I hope I won't regret this," said Chris leaving the room.
"This is my chance to run away, if this doesn't work, I'm toast," thought Sara.
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Nick is walking through the hallway thinking about Sara. "It's been almost a week, I really miss her kisses, touches, her stubbornness, everything about her."
"That sick bastard," said Greg interrupting Nick's thoughts.
Nick walks into the DNA lab to see what's going on.
"Hey, Greg you forgot to take your medication, right?," asked Nick smiling.
"Ha, ha, very funny," said Greg annoyed.
"Hey, Greg what's wrong with you?," asked Catherine who just walking into the lab.
"I just got the DNA result of Grissom's cut, the DNA belongs to that good for nothing Chris Evans," said Greg.
"I knew it," said Nick clenching his fist.
"Why, why would anybody want to do this to Sara?," asked Greg.
"I think he likes her, didn't you see the way he looked at her when he first arrived? I bet Sara rejected him," said Catherine.
"Why can he be like me? Just be cool, besides there's still a lot of girls waiting for Greggo here," said Greg straightening his collar.
"Yeah, dream on Sanders."
"What I don't understand is why he used gloves when he wanted to make Sara faint but didn't use gloves to beat Grissom?," asked Greg.
"I guess he wanted Grissom to feel his real fist," said Catherine.
"Some CSI he is, doofus," said Greg.
"So okay, I did a background check on Chris, turns out he had a father who was convicted for first degree homicide fifteen years ago, sentenced to prison for life, his mother died when he was small, so he was put in a foster home, and guess who was the lead CSI for his father's investigation?,"
"Who?," asked Greg.
"Gil Grissom," answered Catherine.
"I guess he shot Grissom for revenge, I can't believe he has a grudge on Grissom for fifteen years," said Nick.
"Okay, just don't pop the champagne just yet, we still haven't found Sara yet, I want to check if he has a private property around Las Vegas," said Catherine leaving the lab.
"I guess I better go help Cath, thanks Greg," said Nick.
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"Okay, it's now or never," though Sara as Chris left the room.
She thought that Chris has left, but he's a little suspicious about Sara and waits outside the door. Sara walks slowly to the door and turns herself around to turn the knob with her hands. She struggles a little cause it's a little hard to open the door with her hands tied behind her back. She opens the door and runs towards the light. Before she could reach it, someone grabs her from behind, she is so startled when a knife is slid across her neck.
"Don't move or I'll slit your throat until you can't talk."
"Please, Chris," begged Sara.
"Well, you should have thought about this before you tried to run away, right, now move," said Chris forcing her to move to the door.
He just throws her to the floor and takes out a duct tape from his pocket. He gagged her mouth and ties her feet together tightly.
"I'm gonna teach you a little lesson,"
He takes out the knife and lifts Sara shirt halfway and very slowly cut Sara's stomach. Sara closes her eyes in pain. Tears start to cascade down her cheeks. Chris made a long cut on Sara's stomach.
"So how does that feel?," asked Chris.
Sara just lowers her head in response.
"I'm gonna make you suffer Sara, if you ever tries to pull that kind of stunt again, you're gonna get much worse," threatened Chris leaving the room.
"Nick, please find me," thought Sara.