"Car coming up!" The lead driver shouted, flashing his lights.

"Pull them over, leave Brass behind with those officers, we'll keep going. Keep us posted." Came the reply over the radio.

"Copy that!" The driver answered back, slowing down as the car approaching them stopped. The driver half stepped out and started waving his arms.

The driver stopped, skidded and pulled out his weapon before stepping out himself. Several squad cars drove past them and another one stopped behind the first parked cop car. Brass just about fell out before the car came to a stop.

"Warrick!" he shouted running up to the car, ignoring the officers shouts of warning.

"We need an ambulance." Warrick shouted back, opening the side door behind him and helping Grissom out.

Brass reached the other side of the car and helped Nick out, who was clasping his arm. "Two men and the leader back at the house." Nick informed Brass as an officer took him over to the car to have his arm checked.

"You okay?" Brass shouted as a helicopter flew over head.

"Just some broken ribs." Catherine joked as she was helped out with Sara close behind.

"So who needs the ambulance that bad, not that you guys don't need looking after, but no-one seems too bad." He said. "Do they?" he asked just to be sure.

"We're not sure how bad, but Greg was beaten pretty bad." Sara said as she handed Catherine over to another officer as the one of the ambulances who had passed came back round to collect them with another one in toe.

"Where is he?" Brass asked.

Sara just nodded to the other side of the car as she was dragged off to an ambulance. Brass dashed round, patting Grissom on the arm as he crouched down over the unconscious young man. "Paramedic!" He yelled.

One having appeared they whisked Nick and Greg off in one and waited for Grissom and Catherine to be put in the other, being reassured that both Sara and Warrick were fine.

"I'll take them through." Brass said as the ambulance drove off after the first and as the first car drove off to the scene. "Was there anyone else there?" he suddenly asked thinking maybe someone else was trapped in that house.

"Not that we know of." Sara said as she climbed into the back seat of Brass' car. Warrick rode shotgun and the three drove off to the city, safe.

"Three to the back." Said the commanding police officer. "Two to wait outside, the rest of you with me through the front."

All the officers suited up armed themselves. Breaking in on the two sides they swept through the ground floor, sending a few officers down to secure the bottom of the basement stairs and some to the top of the first floor stairs.

Finding nothing the teams split up, one lot to search upstairs while the rest searched the basement. The first team came down from the first floor after finding no one, the second team however came out with the two remaining men. The last of the second team were just sweeping through when they found the to be sacrifice room.

"What the hell? Those CSI's were lucky, I've seen the victims of the last killing."

"Sergeant!" someone suddenly called. Looking over to the far side of the room by all the paint they found a woman bound and gagged. "She must be the back up in case something didn't work." One of the officers said, carefully approaching the woman. "Miss? Can you hear me?" he undid the ties at the back of he hands and helped her into a sitting position. She groaned as she held her head.

"What happened?" she asked groggily.

"It's okay, were with the police." The officer said. "Lets get you to a hospital." He added, looking at her cut on her forehead.

"What about those CSI's?" she asked as he listed her to her feet.

"They're safe, heading for the hospital as well."

"Good, I'd like to see them. Especially Catherine Willows."

"When you've been checked over." She smiled slightly at his words.

"Thank you."

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