TITLE : Urban Legends

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with CSI or anything to do with Urban legends used within the fic

Hey! Sorry it took so long to update!!

I dearly apologize for the spelling mistakes or grammer mistakes in the previous chapters,

I have yet to get spell check and my brain can only register so much before it overloads, having said that I have given my brain adequate vacation time and I will see if he can do better..... any way on with the fic... oh and thanks to the readers who are sticking with me and reviewing you are all great.......here we go!!!!

Greg woke up in what looked like a bathroom but he was not certain until his eyes came into focus. He slowly looked around still feeling a little groggy.

"Oh man" he whispered " How much did I Drink?"

Greg rubbed the side of his head and went to move his body forward whe nhe realized he was in bathroom, in fact he was in the bathroom and in the bathub and for some strang reason he was missing his clothes and he was covered in ice, funny looking ice at that.

"Red Ice?" he whispered trying to recap from last nights party, "Guys ?" he called out hoping one of his buddies would come and help him out of the tub before he froze to death.

"Come on Guy's I am freezing, how is this funny at all?"

Greg waited for a few seconds and could not stand the cold much longer.

He leaned over the side of the tub and slowly dragged out his body. As he was pulling his half numb body to the floor he felt a sharp pain and yelled out.

"Damit" he screamed when he realized the red ice was only red because he had been cut, no not just cut but slashed.

Greg made a face as he tried to stand up and hold on to his now bleeding wound.

"What the hell did you guys do to me?" he yelled thinking all his frinds had pulled a prank and were waiitng outside the bathroom door iching to laugh in his face, only Greg could not see how this could be funny, in fact it was rather pain full.

Greg tried to stay on his feet but was far to weak to move , he slowly slid down the wall and looked around the bathroom floor for his clothes and his phone.

Keeping pressure on his wound he reached for his phone, causing extreme pain as he did so and dialled the first person he could think of, besides Sara of course.

"Brown"

"Warrick Oh thank God, look man you have to come get me, I was at this party and I guess I passed out and I woke up in a bath tub full of ice and there is blood everywhere and it's my blood man"

On the other end Warrick was making a face " Greg are you drunk by any chance?" Warrick chuckled

"Not funny, I am in some serious mess, I don't think I can take the pain anymore just get here before I pass out" Greg begged " Not joking Warrick"

Warrick agreed and Greg gave him the location and kept him on the phone while he headed to his tahoe.

"Hey Gris" Warrick said sticing his head in the break room where Lindsey and Gil were watching the tv, I am going to get Greg he sounds like he's in trouble, when I get there I will call you"

"Trouble?" Gil responded " you want me to come, Lindsey will wait here until Cath get's back, or I could bring her but her mother might freak"

"Wait" Warrick began "Where did Catherine go?

Gil looked over at him again " She ran home for something, said she would be back in an hour"

Warrick shook his head "You let her go off by herself?" Warrick could nt believe what he was hearing "Okay well, get her back here asap, I think our guy got to greg, but I can't be sure until I see him so I am taking a few officers and they are meeting me"

Warrick took off, as fast as he had come in and Gil reached for his phone to contact Catherine.