A/N: well folks, this is it. The last chapter. Wow, I can't believe it. I'm still not sure about a sequel. So far, no one had told me to do one. Please tell me what you think! As my story ends, I want to thank all of you that reviewed, well, except for the nasty people. But I do need to thank one reviewer in particular. Though this reviewer was definitely not a big fan of my story, she still reviewed faithfully and was perhaps my most helpful reviewer. Ruby Silverman, thank you for your honest opinion and helpful hints of this story. Throughout the story, you brought several important things to my attention. So, thanks for your helpful criticism. Even if it was brutally honest and not really complimentary. Lol. And to the rest of my reviewers, thank you SO much. You have absolutely no idea of how much your reviews mean to me. Please keep reviewing this story.
Disclaimer: not mine. Still.
Scotty groaned as he woke up. He looked around, where was he, what happened? He remembered everything when he heard Greg scream "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! NO! EVIL CHEERLEADERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he looked around. The rest of the group was slowly rousing, after hearing Greg scream. Alanna stood, looking at the group. Ten minutes later, everyone had woken up and was now shooting questions at Alanna. She laughed.
"Everyone, slow down. You were pretty drunk. The ladies won the bet." The guys groaned. "And I'm not even going to explain how you acted, it's to scary."
Catherine winced. She was scared to know what she did. From the looks on her friend's faces, she could tell they thought the same thing.
The Next Morning
"HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!"
"GREG!!!!!!!"
"OUT!"
Greg landed for the second time out side of the rooms. Still sleepy, he again walked into the girl's room. This time though, he wasn't so lucky. He happened to walk in while they were changing. He raced out of the room, followed by six angry women. He raced down the pages wing and ran into the only opened door. "AHHHHH!" he screamed, running out. Now six angry women chased him, shoes in hand, and one angry girl. Glaive in hand.
"What happened?" Warrick joined Nick, who was laughing very hard at the sight of this all.
"The women are trying to kill Greg after he walked in on them. And the girls trying to kill him for the same reason."
"So, who do you think is going to get him first?" Elliot, Horatio, Eric, Speed, and Scotty had joined the two men. Now Speed was wondering who would be the first to become a killer first.
"My money's on Calleigh." Eric said.
"I don't know, my moneys on the little girl with the sharp object." Warrick said with confidence. Scotty agreed.
"I say Sara, you know how she gets when she's mad." Nick persisted.
Horatio though Yelina.
"You're just saying that because they're your girlfriends." Nick and Horatio couldn't really disagree.
As it turned out, Numair stopped them before anyone could kill Greg. But if he hadn't stopped them, the first to kill would have been Kel. Numair came just as she was beating him up.
"Hey! What did you do that for? I was just about to get him." Kel protested loudly as she was pulled off a shivering Greg. An audible groan was held from the woman, and a few of the men. Horatio stepped up.
Numair looked at the group. "I have good news!" he announced. The Americans looked at him. "I have figured out how to send you back to your homes. A cheer erupted from the group. Follow me so I can get you out of here." Eagerly they followed the tall man to his study.
"Hey, aren't you the monkey man guy?" Greg turned around to face Stan Imdaman.
Greg stared at the man for a minute. "Where do I know you from?"
"I met you at the bar. Remember?"
"Ummmmm, not really."
"Ok, where are you going?"
"Home!"
"Fun, I wanna go."
"Ok, follow me." Stan brought up the lead as he followed Greg to Numair's study. Out of curiosity, Kel and Neal, who had come out after hearing Kel screaming?
Waiting in the room was Daine and Alanna. Alanna was there to help with the spell, which was a difficult and powerful spell. He and Alanna started mumbling some words. Suddenly, the ground started to shake, just as it had when they had been transported to Tortall. It seemed to open up, and then there was darkness.
Grissom opened his eyes, and smiled. He was back in the desert. And so was his team.
"Are we really back?" said Sara in disbelief.
"Yeah." Warrick answered. But, looking around, the CSI's realized they were not alone.
"Where is this?"
"This is not Tortall!"
"Yo, this is weird"
"NUMAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Oh shit, here we go again."
Finished!
Wow, my first finished fic! Well, I hope you enjoyed this one. Please PLEASE tell me if you want a sequel. I would like to do one, but I'm not doing it if you don't want me to. Please review and tell me your opinion. I would really like to know what you think. Thanks for reading, and remember, if you want a sequel, review and tell me!
Emily
Disclaimer: not mine. Still.
Scotty groaned as he woke up. He looked around, where was he, what happened? He remembered everything when he heard Greg scream "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! NO! EVIL CHEERLEADERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he looked around. The rest of the group was slowly rousing, after hearing Greg scream. Alanna stood, looking at the group. Ten minutes later, everyone had woken up and was now shooting questions at Alanna. She laughed.
"Everyone, slow down. You were pretty drunk. The ladies won the bet." The guys groaned. "And I'm not even going to explain how you acted, it's to scary."
Catherine winced. She was scared to know what she did. From the looks on her friend's faces, she could tell they thought the same thing.
The Next Morning
"HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!"
"GREG!!!!!!!"
"OUT!"
Greg landed for the second time out side of the rooms. Still sleepy, he again walked into the girl's room. This time though, he wasn't so lucky. He happened to walk in while they were changing. He raced out of the room, followed by six angry women. He raced down the pages wing and ran into the only opened door. "AHHHHH!" he screamed, running out. Now six angry women chased him, shoes in hand, and one angry girl. Glaive in hand.
"What happened?" Warrick joined Nick, who was laughing very hard at the sight of this all.
"The women are trying to kill Greg after he walked in on them. And the girls trying to kill him for the same reason."
"So, who do you think is going to get him first?" Elliot, Horatio, Eric, Speed, and Scotty had joined the two men. Now Speed was wondering who would be the first to become a killer first.
"My money's on Calleigh." Eric said.
"I don't know, my moneys on the little girl with the sharp object." Warrick said with confidence. Scotty agreed.
"I say Sara, you know how she gets when she's mad." Nick persisted.
Horatio though Yelina.
"You're just saying that because they're your girlfriends." Nick and Horatio couldn't really disagree.
As it turned out, Numair stopped them before anyone could kill Greg. But if he hadn't stopped them, the first to kill would have been Kel. Numair came just as she was beating him up.
"Hey! What did you do that for? I was just about to get him." Kel protested loudly as she was pulled off a shivering Greg. An audible groan was held from the woman, and a few of the men. Horatio stepped up.
Numair looked at the group. "I have good news!" he announced. The Americans looked at him. "I have figured out how to send you back to your homes. A cheer erupted from the group. Follow me so I can get you out of here." Eagerly they followed the tall man to his study.
"Hey, aren't you the monkey man guy?" Greg turned around to face Stan Imdaman.
Greg stared at the man for a minute. "Where do I know you from?"
"I met you at the bar. Remember?"
"Ummmmm, not really."
"Ok, where are you going?"
"Home!"
"Fun, I wanna go."
"Ok, follow me." Stan brought up the lead as he followed Greg to Numair's study. Out of curiosity, Kel and Neal, who had come out after hearing Kel screaming?
Waiting in the room was Daine and Alanna. Alanna was there to help with the spell, which was a difficult and powerful spell. He and Alanna started mumbling some words. Suddenly, the ground started to shake, just as it had when they had been transported to Tortall. It seemed to open up, and then there was darkness.
Grissom opened his eyes, and smiled. He was back in the desert. And so was his team.
"Are we really back?" said Sara in disbelief.
"Yeah." Warrick answered. But, looking around, the CSI's realized they were not alone.
"Where is this?"
"This is not Tortall!"
"Yo, this is weird"
"NUMAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Oh shit, here we go again."
Finished!
Wow, my first finished fic! Well, I hope you enjoyed this one. Please PLEASE tell me if you want a sequel. I would like to do one, but I'm not doing it if you don't want me to. Please review and tell me your opinion. I would really like to know what you think. Thanks for reading, and remember, if you want a sequel, review and tell me!
Emily