OMG im finally back! And im going to Chicago next week so I'm so going to force myself to get this chappy done! I hope you noiced that i took the author alert down, thanks Xombe for telling me. I don't see why those would be really big deals but I'll take your word for it. Thanks to the reviews, youguys are still there! Well I'll try to make it long, without droning on and on. R&R please and thankyou.

Chapter 12: Dinner Time

When Greg walked into the bathroom, he felt completely trapped. I mean, he's in a normal neighborhood, in a normal house, yet he's threatened at gun point inside. He looked on the toilet and saw the outfit that Nigel had placed out for him. It was a tuxedo. "I have to wear this?" He asked himself. It was a gentleman's tux. It was black and white and the tie was black. Black, polished shoes and a black pair of socks were sitting next to the toilet. "Why do I have to get so dressy for?" He asked again. He looked at the shower, and decided he might as well shower and at least get this bit of blood off of himself. He took off his clothes and got in.

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Nick called every Crinme Scene Labs and Mortuarys all around Nevada but none of them had ever heard of a, 'Mr. Cunninghams'. He was starting to get really aggitated about it. He was worried about Greggo and was just praying that he was okay. He slammed his fists on the table and laid his head on the table.

"No luck?" Catherine asked as she came into the room.

"No. No one has ever heard of him before." Nick said exasperatedly.

"Well come with me for a sec. We found two notes and a tape. I think Nigel may have set them in a drawer for us to find it. The tape was the tape from the securtiy cameras. Archie is forwarding threw it right now." Catherine explained to him. They walked to the lab where Archie was and looked up at the big screen watching the security camera. It was Greg working on a case. On the counter tabel of, well, a counter, there were the two notes, openned up. Nick knew about them but never had time to read them, he had seen the tape though and looked down, only listeing to the tape.

"I can't believe Crane. Why does he want to go for Greggo?" Nick asked. Catherine didn't have an answer for him. They stood in silence, anxiously awaiting something to happen on the tape.

Finally after about five minutes, they finally saw Crane sneaking up behind Greg. They played the tape and turned up the volume so they could hear their conversation:

"Do not move. Do not move. Now," They see Crane put something against Greg's neck because he stifens up, they know it's a gun. "Gregory. Why would you even think for a second that you could tell anyone about this? Why, if you told anyone, then you'd just be signing them up for a death wish. Keep this all quite. When I leave, the security camera up there will save all this. You are going to be a good boy and go retrieve the tape and destroy it. So you know I'm not fooling around, I left you a gift in the trash bin down at Freemont and Billings Street. I insist you go and check it out. Remember all of this. I am no bastard, I'm just insane." After he finished they watched him bring the gun up to Greg's temple and knock him out cold. Acrchie fast forwarded and then there were the others waking up Greg and talking.

"I can't believe this son of a bitch! Greg told me about the notes and the tape but before when I went to his house, I turned on the T.V. and it played a tape automatically and I had thought it was us talking in the lab but Greg turned it off before I could tell." Nick explained. "I should have pressured him into letting me see it and then maybe I could have prevented this. When he was taken, while at the lab he let me watch it but it was too late then.

"Nick, don't go blaming yourself, we'll find Greggo, you know we will." Catherine incouraged him, as well as, himself.

"Yeah." Nick said. "Well now my D.O.B on Freemont and Billings Street is over. It was Nigel he did it because she knew Greg, most likely." He added.

"But why her?" She asked.

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"I'm sorry if you're not entirely comfortable. If you did not try and escape then you wouldn't have to be cuffed to the chair. I had lt you taken a shower to let you look cleaned up for our guest but you got a blood stain on the shirt all ready. Tsk tsk Greggory." Nigel said to Greg. Greg just looked at him in disgust.

As soon as he got out of the shower and got dressed. Cunninghams took him downstairs and he immediately bolted for the door. He almost made it to the handle when a bat came out of no where and him square in the temple. He naturally passsed out. Nigel had came out of no where to his right and smacked him hard. Blood came swiftly down and got on his shirt. When he woke up, he was sitting at the dining room table and his hands were cuffed together behind the chair.

"Are you hungry?" Nigel asked him as they sat patiently, well except for Greg at the table.

"No." Greg merely replied.

"You will be eventually." Nigel told him. Greg didn't care. He was scared shitless. He wanted to go back to his home, back to the lab, not be here.

After a couple more minutes in silence, the door bell rung. A pretty woman came inside. It was like a movie. The guys looks at the wmoan from the ankles and slwly raises his gaze until he gets to her face. When he looked at her face, his jaw dropped.

"Are you kidding me, you're in this too?" He said out loud, which he planned on saying in his head.

"That isn't polite Greggory. You're supposed to be nice to guests, especially if they're a lady.Please, come sit Megan. You're just in time to eat." He said, walking in to the kitchen to get whatever they were going to eat.

"Why are you doing this?" Greg asked.

"Well, Mike here is pretty wealthy and all I had to do was answer a phone. Nigel new that you would go to the facility eventually so I just had to wait for you to come. To let you know, you're friends are looking for Mike so they must think there is some kind of a tie." She paused as if she had to say something. That's exactly what she had to do. "Mike, a Mr.Grissom called for you from the crime lab. He needs to speak to you." She told him. He nodded his head.

"Grissom is really smart. He'll find me and you'll all go to jail." Greg told them.

"Oh really. Well you're friend will be walking into a trap son." Mike told him. Greg's eyes widened a little bit and Mike knew he was waiting for him to continue. "Well, I'll speak with him tomorrow and I'll just lock him up in a room or something." He said. Greg looked horrified.

"No you can't!" Greg yelled at him, trying to get free of his restraints.

"Greggory!" Came the voice of Nigel from the kitchen. "Do not raise your voice at your elders. It's not polite and I'll punish you if you do not behave." He said.

"Punish me? What am I being babysat now? Let me go! Maybe if you do I'll try to reduce your sentences. Or maybe I'll just laugh in your face and tell them that you should stay behind bars until you're dying days!" Greg screamed.

"That's it! You have to go back to you're room and I'll have to teach you a lesson!" Nigel said. Him and Mike took Greg reluctantly downstairs to his 'room'.

"I cannot believe you Greggory." Nigel said. He then left the room for a moment. He came back with that damn baseball bat. He began hitting Greg in the sides, legs, back, chest, head, everywhere. Greg began to cry out in pain. He didn't want to show it but the pain was searing through him. He couldn't stand it.

"..plea,pleaseee. S..Stop!" Greg screamed over his crys. Nigel didn't and he only stopped once he saw that Greg had greatfully excepted the darkness of unconsciousness.

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"Grissom." Grissom said, answering his ringing phone.

"Hello, Mr.Grisoom. I'm Dr. Mike McKinsee, my secretary said you had called me yesterday. Is there something I can help you with?" He asked.

"Well actually there is." He paused.

"Yes?"

"You're coroner, Mr.Cunninghams, where does he reside at?" He asked.

"He works with the Nevada State Criminalists, why, is he in trouble?"

"No he's fine. We just need to ask him a few questions. That's funny, one of my associates called them and they have no idea who he is." There was a long pause.

"That's interesting. Well, I'm quiet busy here, would you like to come here tomorrow?" McKinsee asked.

"Yeah, I''ll come by around 10. Is that all right?" Grissom asked.

"That's perfect." He said as he hung up. He had a twisted grin on his face.

"Grissom?" Nick asked as he walked in as Grissom said his last sentence.

"We're going to pay a visit to Dr.McKinsee tomorrow." Grissom said.

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Greg finally woke up, laying on the floor in pain. He looked around and saw a lot of blood on the ground. Nigel got really angry at Greg. He was so sore he could barely stand the pain everytime he took in and out every fragile breath. Nigel had uncuffed him so that was good he could at least apply pressure with his hands where it hurt the most. He didn't go for the head that much so that was good. He slowly but surely began crying. He tried to be relatively calm about it, just like Nick had been when he was confronted with Crane but he was so scared. He really hoped that nothing bad was going to happen Grissom. BUt for now, he was worried about what was going to happen to him when Crane came back.

"I wish I would have ate something." He said miserably to himself.

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Ok! I hope that was good enough haha. I'm trying to get this going again. I'll hopefully make it more interesting. Thanks for the awesome reviews, I love you guys!

Love,

Jackie