"We should split up" he offered quietly "one group stay here, the other go off and find a place"

"Right, who's coming?" Dani strapped a pack to her back after peeking inside to check it's contents "We found a couple of walkie-talkies on the troops over there, there's eight in all, so if we have one per group and conserve the batteries in the other ones then we should be o.k." on the looks she got from the others she added "they're short range ones, don't transmit further than fifteen miles, line of sight"

"I'm going too" Nick shouldered another pack, eager to get away from the aircraft "we should take two others" he looked over at the four people standing in front of him "so who's it gonna be?"

"I'm staying" the Lt. was defiant "I won't leave my plane until it is absoloutly neccesary"

"I'm staying too" Catherine surprised him a bit by not wanting to go "I don't think I'm really up to walking right now"

"I guess that just leaves us then" the freindly looking guy said to Sara "I'm up for it"

"Hang on, give us a second" Dani quickly dashed back into the plane and emerged five minutes later looking like the Terminator. Seven semi automatic riffles were strung around her neck and she tossed one to each of them putting the spare one back through the entrance to the plane where it promptly dissapeared as Grissom emerged "Mr. Grissom says he's no expert, but Greg doesn't look too good. he did his best to set the jaw right, but he can't be sure. He's not a real doctor"

"Do you know how to use that?" Grissom asked the girl "we don't want anymore injuries like that" he nodded towards Nicks neck which had already started to scab over.

"Relax man" this was a new side to the hard-nosed girl they never knew exhisted "course I do. You don't think I'd have parents doin what they do and not get taught how to shoot" she addressed Sara without turning to face her "leave the other packs here, we'll come back and get them later." Sara had just been about to pick up a pack, but shrugged and followed the teenage with a last look at Grissom before she set off.

With that she set off along the tree-line looking like a mini-commando, and being followed closely by the other three. It was almost half an hour before they had found a suitable place to begin travelling inland, a small freshwater stream lead smoothly up the moutain. Lee, the good looking young businessman had wanted to follow it then and there, but Dani forced them all to continue their trek. Three hours later they arrived back at the plane, having made their way arund the whole circumference of the island.
Grissom froze as he jumped out of the plane and turned to see what Catherine had screamed at. When his brain registered what he was seeing he almost threw up. Greg was dying, he was sure of it, so he ordered to have him removed to the plane. The blood was the worst bit, after only thirty seconds he was drenched in it, all pouring freely from the wounds on Greg's chest.

Lee and David kept amazingly cool as they stemmed the blood flow with whatever they could find while Gil worked at trying to keep Greg's jaw still. He knew he wasn't quallified to handle this kind of situation, but given the circumstances he would have to do. It was a tedious task but he was finally satisfied that Greg wouldn't end up looking like a badly built frankenstein. He wrapped a bandage firmly around the jaw and set to work on the gaping holes in the young mans flesh.

He sat back looking tired but relieved that Greg would be O.K. Lt. Gray had repositioned his nose, given his experience in nose breaks (having had thirteen of his own from various pub brawls) Grissom had thought it best not to argue with the man when he insisted on helping. The wounds running patterns over his chest would leave nasty scars, but he would live. When he left the aircraft to get some air Sara and Nick were about to set off. He didn't want her to go, but it looked like he had no choice.

Catherine went to sit with Greg while the two men gathered bamboo poles then stripped some of the posh lining off the ceiling of the plane to make a streatcher. Grissom promptly fell asleep from exhaustion, so Dave was left to construct Greg's transportation on his own, he added a few seatbelts to it for good measure, to make the ride smoother for his young companion.

When Gil woke, the first thing he saw were the clouds, great big black billowing clouds. The others were rushing around, collecting supplies like mad, and in less than ten minutes someone shoved a pack on his back and forced him to follow the people carrying the streacher. He wasn't sure but he thought Dani kept prodding him from behind to make him hurry up.

They rested at the place where the freshwater stream met the ocean and they all greedily lapped up mouthfuls of water. Catherine had enough sense to bottle some and coax a moaning Greg to drink a mouthful or two. It was only now that he realised someone had added a lot of "extra's" onto the stretcher. Underneath there were three packs stapped to it, adding a little extra cousioning for the one who'd been strapped to it himself.

Gil managed a small smile, even after all they'd been through that day, he had to admit that Greg was trussed up like a Christmas Turkey, four straps. One on his ankles, one over his knees, one over his stomach (which was covered with one of the cusions from the plane to avoid further injury) and one over his shoulders. It actually looked quite confortable realy.

Sara noticed his smile and rounded on him immediately "What are you smiling at?" she demanded

"Nothing" he answered, horrified to realise he'd been staring at her rear end whilst thinking of Greg being all strapped up "I was just er... um"

"This time, I'm following you" she looked furious with him

"But I didn't do any thing" he said bewildered at her sudden hostility

"Exactly" the single word hung in the air, and he couldn't figure out what she had meant by it.

Dani had them all up and going in less than five minutes, it had seemed that she, Nick, Dave and Lee had shared the responsibility of getting Greg to where ever they were going safely. the clouds overhead thickened with every passing minute and too soon it had started to throw around lightning bolts as if there were no tomorrow. The thunder was so loud it shook there bodies to the bones and soon Dani led them away from the river which had started to flow faster and more freely.

Within minutes of the thunder came the first raindrops, or stormdrops. It didn't feel very rainlike as it slapped into their exposed flesh without mercy, at first the drops were few and far between, but as they reached a small clearing caused by a huge fallen tree they were all soaked to the bone, and slightly hypothermic

TBC

Really bad place to end the chapter, but it's late, and I really need some sleep before I wake up.

btw, Just to add a Disclaimer to the end, if i haven't already added one, None of the charactors of CSI are mine, Dani, Dave and Lee are though and that's the way it will all remain.

Even though Nick and Sara will never be the same if CBS replaces them in the show. No-one could ever live up to their standards, and everything as we know it will change forever.

Hehehe that was really melodramatic don't you think?

O.K. too much caffeine and too little sleep is doing some weird stuff with my brain so I'm gonna stop here before I say something I'll regret.