Trapped Inside

PG-13 for romance/violence/language

Genre:: Drama/Angst/Romance

Italics thoughts

Bold Italics Dreams

"Regular text" Dialogue

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Disclaimer:: I've finally posted, so here we go. Since I have an older brother, it's kinda hard for me to get on the computer, so be patient. I'm trying to post as soon as possible. It's difficult cause school is starting to get harder and the homework pile is getting larger so ya. Thanks for all of the reviews! It really gives me a boost of confidence and it makes me wanna post as soon as possible. So thanks everyone!

Grissom didn't know what to think. All that was going through his head was questions.

How could this be happening? Is this a dream? Why would this happen? I've got so many whys that are unanswered......

Sara shook Grissom slightly. Grissom came out of his trance, as he looked over at Sara.

"The doctor said we could go and talk to her." Sara said, getting up, waiting for Grissom.

"O-okay." Grissom said, his voice cracking slightly.

They walked solemnly into the room, Sara holding Grissom's hand for support. Grissom's breath was caught in his throat as he saw Catherine, beaten and bloody in the bed. Walking up to the bed, Sara and Grissom were silent as Catherine blinked.

"I think she's saying help me." Sara whispered, grabbing Catherine's hand and holding it gently in her hand.

Grissom smiled slightly as he thought of Catherine, tears welling up in his eyes as he thought of her reaction to everything. He let the tears fall down his face and cheeks as he walked closer to Catherine and Sara.

"We'll save you Cath. Don't worry. We'll help you." Grissom whispered, kissing Catherine's forehead slightly. "Sara, let's go. We need to find this Kyle Jeffersen before he skips town. We'll see you later Cath." Grissom said, motioning to Sara to the door.

"This can't be happening. But I know it is because I just saw Catherine in there, like she's dead. This has to be a dream..." Sara said, burying her face in her hands.

"Don't worry. We know who did it possibly. Just calm down. Once we get back to the lab, we'll run the guy's name through codas and hopefully something will come up." Grissom assured Sara, walking out of the hospital. As Grissom looked over, he saw the hooded figure again, but this time the person winked and held up a queen of hearts. Grissom's heart skipped several beats as he and Sara quickly left the hospital.

"Damn!"

Everyone in the building was up tight. Everyone was trying to find this guy Kyle Jeffersen. Everyone heard Sara curse at her slow computer, running the person's name through codas.

"You find anything Sara?" Grissom asked, coming into the lab.

"No, Damnit! I can't find a single thing!" Sara yelled, slamming her hand on the desk.

Calm down. It's okay. I found out where this guy lives. It's about 25 miles from here. You and I will go. Nick and Warrick are working on another case. We'll go in a few minutes okay?" Grissom asked, turning to leave.

"Sure." Sara mumbled, turning back to the computer.

Two lonely figures slammed the doors to the black SUV as they made their way to the yellow-taped crime scene.

"It was a shoot out. A neighbor heard the first gun shot. But as he tried to get his gun in self-defense, he heard a car zoom out of the area. He went and called 911 and went to help the dead guy. Not much of a social person, eh?" Captain O'Reily said, turning to Nick and Warrick.

"Did you already bag the D.B.?" Warrick asked, scanning over everything.

"Yeah. The coroner already pronounced him dead and took him away. The evidence is all over there." O'Reily said, pointing to the crime scene.

"Thanks." Nick said, walking over to the crime scene, taking out his camera.

Nick and Warrick worked effortlessly, never pausing to talk over what they found. Hour after hour they worked, not even pausing after their shift ended. Just as everyone had left except Nick, Warrick and O'Reily, two gunshots rung in the air. Two seconds ringing silence then Warrick fell over.

"Warrick!" Nick yelled, running over to his partner. Warrick had been shot. Nick looked around, but it was too dark to see who had taken those shots. Nick turned his attention back to Warrick. "Warrick! Warrick, say something!" Nick screamed, slapping Warrick slightly on the face.

"Heh, I never thought it would be me in this position...." Warrick said before he passed out. Nick pulled out his phone, dialed a number and yelled, "We have a man down! Get an ambulance! We have a man down!" Nick said, holding Warrick in his arms, trying to keep him alive.

Just as this was all happening, Grissom and Sara were walking up the walk to Kyle Jeffersen's house. Brass walked up to the door and knocking onto the door.

"Kyle Jeffersen! We have a warrant to search your house!" Brass said, pulling out his gun. Someone opened the door slightly, and Brass grabbed him as something whizzed out of the house. Sara screamed and fell down. Grissom ran to her, totally forgetting the search.

"Sara! What's wrong?" Grissom asked, looking at Sara with concern.

"I've.....been.....shot......" Sara sputtered, as she fell down a flight of stairs due to unconsciousness.

"Sara!" Grissom yelled, catching her at the bottom. Grissom head turned to the Kyle and his mind went into turmoil.

It was Kevin.

TBC

Okay, ya, I know. It's a stupid chapter but I'm too frickin' lazy to fix it. And yes, I know, it's stupid to have two people shot in one chapter. Again, too lazy to change it. DEAL WITH IT! I'm in a pissy mood cause I have a lot of homework to do and I'm pissed because I have homework. But because I love ya'll, I wrote this chapter. So please R&R and I'll be in a happy mood! I WANT COFFEE!!! I'm sooooo frickin' tired, It's not frickin' funneh. Anyway, please R&R, then Mel won't be in a pissy mood. And we all don't wanna see Mel in a pissy mood. It's not pretty. THANKS EVERYONE!