WOW! What a surprise, I'm finally back. I'm totally sorry it took me forever to update. My omputer crashed for like the hundredth time so my dad took it from me to get it fixed, and track has made me so tired that as soon as I get home, I like fall asleep watching tv. Busy, busy. Sorry if this chapter sucks but I just HAVE to update. It might be short, sorry.

Chapter 10: What Should We Do?

"GREEGGGGGG!" Nick shouted as the car sped around the corner. He knew it was useless to run after the car but he thought that it would help. Within seconds of watching the car turn the corner, Nickw as running towards it, trying to catch up, even though he knew that was impossible. If only he could see the license plate. It was so dark that he could only make out, 'WHO' from the license. After chasing the car for about a minute or less, he gave up and fell to his knees. "This is all my fault." He slammed his fists onto the cold, wet pavement.

"Nick!" Nick could hear Grissom screaming behind him. He was quickly approaching him so he decided to stand back up. Shakily but surely he got up into a standing position.

"Damnit Grissom, he was with us, with me, he was safe and I promised him we'd take care of him. Now look what's happened. I took him from his home to be protected and he was taken just like that." Nick said angerly.

"Nick, don't start blaming yourself. You know there was nothing we could do to stop him. If he didn't get to Greg here, it could have happened at his home at any moment. It's a good thing we know that it is Crane, it gives a little bit of a lead. did you catch any part of the license plate?" Grissom asked him soothingly, but felt that itr was partly his fault too.

"I think I know what it is. i only got the first part but I think I've got most of it." Nick said. Grissom looked at him, waiting for him to finish. "WHOAMI. I don't know if it had another letter or number after it though." Nick sadly told him.

"That's okay Nick. We'll have the whole Las Vegas Police Squads searching for them. We'll get Greggo back in no time." Grissom assured Nick. Grissom quickly pulled out his phone and called up Brass.

"Brass."

"Brass, look for a car with the lincense plate 'WHOAMI'. Get everyone looking for it, we have a kidnapping situation." Grissom told him quickly.

"All right. Who was taken?' Brass asked.

"Greg." Grissom said and hung up the phone.

"Lets get back inside Nick. I have a case and I have to look for any evidence." Grissom told him. "Besides, we'll get a cold out here." He said.

"You mean our case right?" Nick asked.

"No, my case. Nick you're pals with Greg, you can't be on the case." Grissom told him. "You're personally attached to him."

"Grissom damnit! You're good friends with Greg too. If you want to try and pull that on me, then you might as well give the case to day shift because you're personally envolved too." Nick shouted.

"Nick, calm down. Look we'll both and Catherine will work this case, but if it becomes too much for any of us, we're pulling off of it. Deal?" Grissom asked.

"Deal." Nick said, walking back inside. "Greggo please hold on."

When Nick and Grissom were finished looking for any evidence, they went into the break room and talked to Sara. She was upset and had an ice pack on her head. She was close to a concussion so they had to keep her awake.

"Are you going to be okay?" Nick asked Sara.

She looked at him as if that was a stupid question. "Do you know how powerless I felt when the man had a gun held on Greg? i felt so terrible. I wanted to help him but I was scared myself. I've never had a gun drawn on me before, it's so hard to comprehend anything when you're in that situation." Sara said.

"Are you completely sure that it was Crane? Not a copycat?" Nick asked, kind of hoping it was a copycat.

"It was him Nick, I can't forget a face of someone who's hurt my friends, especially if he comes back into the story." Sara answered him, lowering her head.

"I have to call that doctor. He told Greg that it was Crane and that the coroner pronounced the mangled body as Crane. Do you think the coroner was just wrong? Maybe Crane did kill someone and escape?" nick suggested.

"It could very well be a possibility." Grissom inquired.

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Pain. His head was buzzing. He openned his eyes to find himself moving. He looked around and he was in the back seat of a car. He sat froze when he looked up at the seat and saw a gun trained on him, pointing at his head. He just starred at it.

"We finally get to be together and have a chat or two Gregory." Nigel's cold voice said. This was the first time they were face to face.

The person that was at first on the passenger seat was now driving and this didn't look like the same car he was put into so he assumed they switched cars at some point. The handcuffs were still on him and they hurt really bad. The cloth was removed from his mouth though.

"Why?" Greg asked him. "Why me?"

"Simple. You're stealing Nicky from me. He's my friend, not yours. He must understand I want his friendship." Nigel told him as if this was the most obvious answer.

"By killing me isn't going to make Nick want to be your friend, by killing me would make him want to kill you." Greg threatened.

"Oh I have no means of killing you, yet. Nick will learn to become my friend, once he is, then you can be disposed of." Nigel said.

"We're here." The voice said in the drivers side window. That voice was too familiar.

Nigel and the other person got out of the car. Nigel came around and got Greg out of the car. They were in a normal neighborhood and going into a normal home. He felt the gun on him back so he knew better than to try and get anyones attention. It was too dark to see anything and it was raining so that didn't help much. Greg was pushed into the house and down into the basement. They made a room for him and it was creepy. The only thing that was in the basement was a single chair in the middle of the room and a bright light bulb that lit up the whole room, which wasn't really that big. Nigel instructed Greg to sit and he handcuffed Greg to the chair, he was trapped.

"Now you be good." Nigel said to Greg.

"Yes, be a good little man." The familiar voice said, finally coming down the stairs. Greg got to see who it was.

"No way..." Greg's jaw dropped as he said this.

"Yes it's me." He laughed, waiting for Nigel then heading back up the stairs. A sound of a door shutting and locking could be heard.

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End of chapter! whew, that one took me a while, I'm starting to run out of ideas and I'm just getting started lol.

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