Warrick opened his eyes. He was in a very dark room and could barely see anything. He was lying on a dirt floor that was extremely uncomfortable. He pushed himself into a sitting position. In front of him Catherine was also sitting on the ground, and Nick was lying on it.

"Hey," Warrick said startling Catherine.

"Hey, you finally woke up, now if only Nick would wake up," Catherine said glancing at Nick.

Warrick also glanced at Nick. Then he turned back to Catherine and asked, "Where are we?"

"We're in some sort of warehouse," she replied.

Warrick looked around. There weren't any windows. There was one door over in the corner, but it appeared to be locked. He stood up and walked over to Catherine and Nick. He sat back down again and sighed.

"How are we going to get out of here?" he asked.

"Griss will eventually notice we're gone and start looking for us," Catherine said.

Warrick smirked, "I don't think relying on Griss to realize we're gone is such a great idea."

"Do you have a better one," Catherine asked in a challenging tone.

"No," Warrick replied, "So who brought us here?"

"Don't know. They haven't shown their face, probably the murderer," Catherine replied.

"Then why didn't they just kill us?" Warrick asked.

"I wish I knew," Catherine replied.

Nick started to stir. His eyes fluttered open and he stared at the ceiling.

"Hey, Sleeping Beauty finally decided to wake up," Catherine commented.

Nick turned his head toward the voice and just barely made out the two figures of Catherine and Warrick.

He sat up and looked around, "Where are we?"

"A warehouse," Catherine answered for the second time.

Just as she answered Nick's question the door opened, and the three CSIs turned their attention to the people entering the room.

"Ah, I see you've finally woken up. Did you sleep well?" Tommy asked in a sickening voice.

The CSIs just glared at him.

"I hope you did because you're going to need some energy," Tommy said.

Back at the lab

Sara had just finished up her case and was waiting in the break room for something to do. Brass and Grissom, having finished their work joined her in the break room.

"I wonder why Warrick, Catherine, and Nick aren't back yet. Was it that big of a case?" Sara asked, noting it had been four hours since they had left.

"I'll call Catherine and see what's taking them so long," Grissom offered.

He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Catherine's number. He waited for eight rings, and when no one picked up he got worried. He decided to call Warrick's cell.

Two minutes later Grissom hung up the phone for the third time after calling Nick's cell with no luck.

"C'mon," Grissom said and headed outside.

Sara and Brass were confused, but followed anyway.

Fifteen minutes later.

Grissom parked his Tahoe behind Warrick's and hopped out. H glanced at the other Tahoe before heading inside, followed by Brass and Sara.

Inside they couldn't find anyone. In the bedroom they found Warrick's kit with a note on top.

With gloves on Grissom picked up the note and started reading. Sara and Brass read over his shoulder.

Dear whomever it may concern,

I have the three CSIs that were investigating the murder in this house. Nick, Warrick, and

Catherine are in good hands, unless you make me angry. They could be returned to you

alive or dead, it depends on your actions. I hope you will agree 3 lives are more

important than 1.

From,

MURDERER

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