Chapter Fourteen-Contacting and more plans
~~~At the CSI building~~~
"Okay, so, are you ready, Ms. O'Reily?" Brass asked.
"Please, just Nikki will be fine, Captain Brass." Nikki replied, Brass smiled, and Nikki took a deep breath.
"Yea, I am."
"Okay, remember, sound like you don't know anything, act normally, and remember to ask for the location." Nikki nodded, looked at her cell phone, dialed Rick's number, and plastered a smile on her face. The phone ran. Once. Twice.
"Hello?" Rick answered on the other line.
"Hey darlin' it's me, sugar baby, I'm sorry, but I went shopping with some of my friends today. Huge sale, got newer, sexier clothes that I'm sure you'll love, and oh, I'm so sorry, Ricky! I just couldn't resist! Seeing Greggy boy all bound up, tired, and droopy, I thought it was harmless! And then, just now, I got back to the warehouse, and I find police swarming all over the building! What happened, Ricky? Are you hurt? Did Greg Sanders escape? Where are you guys??" Nikki tried to sound curious and panicking at the same time.
"Whoa, calm down, babe! Well, Greg's still here with us, Crane and I figured you went shopping or somethin', and it better not happen ever again. But we're all fine...though I couldn't say the same for Sanders. The police suddenly came...we still don't know how they found us, but we really don't care anymore. Anyway, in the end, Greg's own police buddy shot him in the shoulder...right through it! And now, we're at 'Shangrila', a bar, famous and popular. There's a room at the back, that's where Greg is right now. Crane's criminal friend is the owner of the bar, and they're talkin' right now, and I'm just in the bar...eatin' away. I'm really tired, Nikki..." Nikki gulped.
"How come, sugar baby darlin'?"
"Well, Crane and I beat ol'Greggy up, he doesn't care what we do to him anymore...ever since he got shot...the guy's lost a lot of blood, looks to me like he's not gonna make it through tonight...maybe more, maybe less." Nikki gasped inaudibly.
"Alright hon, good for you guys, should I come over there? Or do you want me out of the job?" Nikki tried to sound pouty and innocent, and Rick laughed on the other line.
"Don't think like that, baby, I need you here, come on over, see how Greggy boy's gonna die, it'll be a dramatic movie." Rick sounded dangerous.
"Alright Ricky, I'll be there in a short while, I'll look for you!"
"Okay, Nikki, see you in a while."
"Yea...bye baby." Then, Nikki hung up the phone, her face pale, and her hands shaking. Brass eyed her suspiciously, but said nothing, instead, he took Nikki back to Grissom's office, where the other CSIs were waiting for Nikki's news.
As soon as Nikki and Brass entered into the office, the CSIs jumped up and started to ask multiple questions.
"Greg's dying..." Nikki suddenly whispered. The CSIs immediately stopped asking questions and looked incredulously at Nikki.
"What?!" Nick asked and Nikki looked at him with tear-filled eyes.
"That's right, Greg's dying! Rick said that Greg has lost a TON of blood, and he, apparently, welcomes and accepts death! Crane and Johnson has beaten the life out of Greg! They're all down at the center of Vegas, in a bar called the 'Shangrila'. Crane's criminal buddy owns the place, and they're holding Greg in the back room. Also, if we're gonna move, we're gonna have to move fast...Rick says Greg might not even last the night! I told Rick that I'd meet him there in a short while, so, it can be now, or later."
"Alright then, we'll go now, I'll call the ambulance to go down there and pretend they stopped there for a break, and I'll get some undercover police to go check out this...bar...and all of you, meet me at the front of the building in 15 minutes." Brass said, and he left the room quickly.
"So, what's gonna happen now?" Catherine asked.
"Don't know...but this is really pushing my buttons...all the waiting..." Sara said.
"We all know how you feel, Sara, we're feelin' it right now." Nick said softly as he looked down to the floor wondering how Greg would forgive a guy who shot him and insulted him.
"Nick? Are you feeling guilty again? We already told you, it was a bad mistake." Catherine said.
"No, it's not really that...I'm just wondering how Greg's ever gonna forgive me...I mean, I don't wanna lose a friend over a bad day and a raping psycho!" Nick replied, raising his voice.
"Look, Greg's a friendly guy, and he seems like the...forgiving type..." Grissom stated, unsure of this fact.
"Look, I don't know you guys, or Greg that much, but ever since I saw Greg's eyes, which were like windows to his heart, I knew that Greg would be an honest, kind, and friendly person! I could also tell that Greg is really a 'forgive and forget' kind of person, y'know? Greg's special, he's...different to the other guys that I've met, and that's a lot...don't worry, I know that Greg will forgive all of you. If you give him and apology and explanation, and the right kind of present, I'm sure that all will be forgiven." Nikki chuckled.
"I'm kidding...just explain to him about everything, and if Greg doesn't forgive you right away, he'll probably forgive you the next hour or the next day."
"Right...I actually believe you, and that doesn't happen much..." Warrick said, and smiled.
"I'd like to take that as a compliment." Nikki replied, winking at him.
"You really think so? About Greg, I mean." Nick said, still unsure.
"I know so." Nikki replied with a grin.
"Okay." Nick said with a nod.
"Well, it looks like our 15 minutes are up, let's head down, you guys." Grissom said. The CSIs nodded and made their way down to the front of the building.
Once the CSIs, and Nikki, got there, they saw Brass talking to three paramedics and five undercover cops, then, Brass turned to the CSIs.
"Now, I suppose all of you want to go undercover as well?" Brass asked.
"Of course!" Nick said.
"Yeah! We've gotta help save Greg!" Warrick exclaimed.
"Okay, I'll give you guys all your gear later, in the truck. Now, once we get there, Nick and Sara, Catherine and Warrick will go into the bar first, as a group. And avoid seeing Nigel Crane at all costs, or he'll know everything. Then, one of our cops are gonna go, and he will stay near the back table. Then, Nikki, you enter the bar, and look for Rick or Nigel, and get him to lead you to Greg. One of our cops will follow you, and see where it is. Afterwards, the other four cops will go into the bar as a group, they will be seated at one of the tables at the opposite wall of where Catherine's group will be sitting. You will all be wearing wires, even you, Nikki, and everyone except for Nikki, will get a gun. All of you have to dress the way you would when you go into the bar, don't wear suits or professional wear, that would obviously raise suspicion." Brass said, and everyone nodded.
"What about us?" Grissom asked.
"We will monitor and keep in contact with all of them in the truck. If we go in, we will be recognized by mostly everyone." Brass said. Grissom thought about it, it seemed true, so he nodded in agreement.
"All right, so does anyone have any questions?" Brass asked.
"Yea, what if Nigel sees one of us and recognizes us?" Catherine asked.
"Then we drop the whole mission, go into action immediately, and bring Greg back, and arrest Nigel, his criminal bar owner, and Rick. We have to get Greg back tonight, no matter what the cost." Brass said strongly, and everyone nodded.
"Alright then, well, let's go!" Brass said, and they all rushed to work.
~~~Meanwhile~~~
Unknown to everyone, in the bar, Death's hands had already started to wrap around Greg's broken and bleeding body, and Greg started to fall into darkness.
A/N: WHOA!!!! THIS chapter was REALLY long!!! Anyway, hoped you guys enjoyed it!!! Plz review!!! Greatly appreciated!!! Thanx guys!!! Peace out!! =D
~~~At the CSI building~~~
"Okay, so, are you ready, Ms. O'Reily?" Brass asked.
"Please, just Nikki will be fine, Captain Brass." Nikki replied, Brass smiled, and Nikki took a deep breath.
"Yea, I am."
"Okay, remember, sound like you don't know anything, act normally, and remember to ask for the location." Nikki nodded, looked at her cell phone, dialed Rick's number, and plastered a smile on her face. The phone ran. Once. Twice.
"Hello?" Rick answered on the other line.
"Hey darlin' it's me, sugar baby, I'm sorry, but I went shopping with some of my friends today. Huge sale, got newer, sexier clothes that I'm sure you'll love, and oh, I'm so sorry, Ricky! I just couldn't resist! Seeing Greggy boy all bound up, tired, and droopy, I thought it was harmless! And then, just now, I got back to the warehouse, and I find police swarming all over the building! What happened, Ricky? Are you hurt? Did Greg Sanders escape? Where are you guys??" Nikki tried to sound curious and panicking at the same time.
"Whoa, calm down, babe! Well, Greg's still here with us, Crane and I figured you went shopping or somethin', and it better not happen ever again. But we're all fine...though I couldn't say the same for Sanders. The police suddenly came...we still don't know how they found us, but we really don't care anymore. Anyway, in the end, Greg's own police buddy shot him in the shoulder...right through it! And now, we're at 'Shangrila', a bar, famous and popular. There's a room at the back, that's where Greg is right now. Crane's criminal friend is the owner of the bar, and they're talkin' right now, and I'm just in the bar...eatin' away. I'm really tired, Nikki..." Nikki gulped.
"How come, sugar baby darlin'?"
"Well, Crane and I beat ol'Greggy up, he doesn't care what we do to him anymore...ever since he got shot...the guy's lost a lot of blood, looks to me like he's not gonna make it through tonight...maybe more, maybe less." Nikki gasped inaudibly.
"Alright hon, good for you guys, should I come over there? Or do you want me out of the job?" Nikki tried to sound pouty and innocent, and Rick laughed on the other line.
"Don't think like that, baby, I need you here, come on over, see how Greggy boy's gonna die, it'll be a dramatic movie." Rick sounded dangerous.
"Alright Ricky, I'll be there in a short while, I'll look for you!"
"Okay, Nikki, see you in a while."
"Yea...bye baby." Then, Nikki hung up the phone, her face pale, and her hands shaking. Brass eyed her suspiciously, but said nothing, instead, he took Nikki back to Grissom's office, where the other CSIs were waiting for Nikki's news.
As soon as Nikki and Brass entered into the office, the CSIs jumped up and started to ask multiple questions.
"Greg's dying..." Nikki suddenly whispered. The CSIs immediately stopped asking questions and looked incredulously at Nikki.
"What?!" Nick asked and Nikki looked at him with tear-filled eyes.
"That's right, Greg's dying! Rick said that Greg has lost a TON of blood, and he, apparently, welcomes and accepts death! Crane and Johnson has beaten the life out of Greg! They're all down at the center of Vegas, in a bar called the 'Shangrila'. Crane's criminal buddy owns the place, and they're holding Greg in the back room. Also, if we're gonna move, we're gonna have to move fast...Rick says Greg might not even last the night! I told Rick that I'd meet him there in a short while, so, it can be now, or later."
"Alright then, we'll go now, I'll call the ambulance to go down there and pretend they stopped there for a break, and I'll get some undercover police to go check out this...bar...and all of you, meet me at the front of the building in 15 minutes." Brass said, and he left the room quickly.
"So, what's gonna happen now?" Catherine asked.
"Don't know...but this is really pushing my buttons...all the waiting..." Sara said.
"We all know how you feel, Sara, we're feelin' it right now." Nick said softly as he looked down to the floor wondering how Greg would forgive a guy who shot him and insulted him.
"Nick? Are you feeling guilty again? We already told you, it was a bad mistake." Catherine said.
"No, it's not really that...I'm just wondering how Greg's ever gonna forgive me...I mean, I don't wanna lose a friend over a bad day and a raping psycho!" Nick replied, raising his voice.
"Look, Greg's a friendly guy, and he seems like the...forgiving type..." Grissom stated, unsure of this fact.
"Look, I don't know you guys, or Greg that much, but ever since I saw Greg's eyes, which were like windows to his heart, I knew that Greg would be an honest, kind, and friendly person! I could also tell that Greg is really a 'forgive and forget' kind of person, y'know? Greg's special, he's...different to the other guys that I've met, and that's a lot...don't worry, I know that Greg will forgive all of you. If you give him and apology and explanation, and the right kind of present, I'm sure that all will be forgiven." Nikki chuckled.
"I'm kidding...just explain to him about everything, and if Greg doesn't forgive you right away, he'll probably forgive you the next hour or the next day."
"Right...I actually believe you, and that doesn't happen much..." Warrick said, and smiled.
"I'd like to take that as a compliment." Nikki replied, winking at him.
"You really think so? About Greg, I mean." Nick said, still unsure.
"I know so." Nikki replied with a grin.
"Okay." Nick said with a nod.
"Well, it looks like our 15 minutes are up, let's head down, you guys." Grissom said. The CSIs nodded and made their way down to the front of the building.
Once the CSIs, and Nikki, got there, they saw Brass talking to three paramedics and five undercover cops, then, Brass turned to the CSIs.
"Now, I suppose all of you want to go undercover as well?" Brass asked.
"Of course!" Nick said.
"Yeah! We've gotta help save Greg!" Warrick exclaimed.
"Okay, I'll give you guys all your gear later, in the truck. Now, once we get there, Nick and Sara, Catherine and Warrick will go into the bar first, as a group. And avoid seeing Nigel Crane at all costs, or he'll know everything. Then, one of our cops are gonna go, and he will stay near the back table. Then, Nikki, you enter the bar, and look for Rick or Nigel, and get him to lead you to Greg. One of our cops will follow you, and see where it is. Afterwards, the other four cops will go into the bar as a group, they will be seated at one of the tables at the opposite wall of where Catherine's group will be sitting. You will all be wearing wires, even you, Nikki, and everyone except for Nikki, will get a gun. All of you have to dress the way you would when you go into the bar, don't wear suits or professional wear, that would obviously raise suspicion." Brass said, and everyone nodded.
"What about us?" Grissom asked.
"We will monitor and keep in contact with all of them in the truck. If we go in, we will be recognized by mostly everyone." Brass said. Grissom thought about it, it seemed true, so he nodded in agreement.
"All right, so does anyone have any questions?" Brass asked.
"Yea, what if Nigel sees one of us and recognizes us?" Catherine asked.
"Then we drop the whole mission, go into action immediately, and bring Greg back, and arrest Nigel, his criminal bar owner, and Rick. We have to get Greg back tonight, no matter what the cost." Brass said strongly, and everyone nodded.
"Alright then, well, let's go!" Brass said, and they all rushed to work.
~~~Meanwhile~~~
Unknown to everyone, in the bar, Death's hands had already started to wrap around Greg's broken and bleeding body, and Greg started to fall into darkness.
A/N: WHOA!!!! THIS chapter was REALLY long!!! Anyway, hoped you guys enjoyed it!!! Plz review!!! Greatly appreciated!!! Thanx guys!!! Peace out!! =D