Hi ya peeps!
Oh my God! I was thinking that FF should get a hit counter for stories cuz it would show the author if their story is getting read, and they did! And I couldn't be happier! 1708 HITS just on this story! And 57 over all reviews! I got 15 reviews for the last chappie! I was so greatful that you guys like this story so much, that I spent my whole weekend working on the story (and getting a lot of crap from my family bout writing a freakin book in the process) I think you'll all be proud of me cuz I wrote a whole 8 pages in my notebook and I'm ALMOST finished with the whole story! I can't thank you all enough; I really didn't think I'd get this much overwhelmingly great attention for this story.
Well, on to the people who make my life worthwhile, my reviewers new and old:
Cheelalaucha: Here ya go!
Korona123: I added as quickly as I could!
James' Grl: Thanx so much, I thought that was one of the easiest chappis for me to write, it just flowed and the words just appeared on the paper all by themselves! Haha! I hope my muse stays too, please tell me if she does. She's a little kitten that sits on my shoulder and has big, cute eyes like these OO. Sry, I think the Mt. Dew Live Wire from 11 this morning has finally caught up with me, and it's 11 at nite! Wow…it takes 12 hrs to take effect? shrug
Lins: Haha! You sound like me when I bug other ppl bout their stories! Anyway, you'll find that out in this chappie, hope ya like it!
Ze Queen Of Bleu: Yea! Cookies to go with my Live Wire High! Thanx! I'm glad to hear that my story makes ppl's eyes stay glued to the screen from beginning to end. That means a lot to me!
Daisyangel: Ew, your breath doesn't smell like worms does it? Get it? "Baited" breath, worms are used..for…fishing? Aw, forget I said anything, I'm just being stupid. I'm really glad you like it, hope this is just as good!
Rehgai and friend: Yea! You brought a friend! And yes, please please please update on your story and poem! I love the poem! If you wouldn't mind, could you send it to my e-mail address too so I can have it saved there (It's in my profile) Thanx! Can't wait to hear from ya!
GreggoAddict: Why does everyone threaten me to update by staking their own stories' updation! Rehgai said the same thing a few chappies ago! But you gotta update! I just read your newest chappie to When Your Past Comes Back and I LOVE your story! So I updated! Now you have to!
Baka: Well… I don't know whether to take that as a complaint or compliment. But, yeah. Sry!
tenofswords: Sweet! I'm so glad you like the story. The only place I went was I-ran-out-of-words-to-type-from-my-notebook-so-I-had-to-write-more-so-I-could-type-more…neopia? J/K, but I have a bunch more written dowb bow, so I'll be able to update again!
lovesdigsdmanded: Nice name change. And you'll have to read to find out!
ManniElf18: Thanx. I started to think up this story LONG before Grave Danger aired, but never had the guts to put it on here. SO when I saw that was airing, I wanted to get it up before, so ppl didn't think this was just a knock-off from the episode. And I thought it'd be cool to have Greg in the box instead. And bout the killer's name…I think ya lost me. I just pulled two names out of thin air ( just like the names of all the victims (which shows cause Tim Mitchell is the name of one of my sis's friends that I have NEVER meet. Scary!)) So, unless you meant Michael Jackson(who has NOTHING to do with this) I am very confoozed.
Sillie: Hope this was soon enough!
Espina Oscura: I UPDATED! I UPDATED! I REALLY UPDATED!
Ok, that took over a page to do…even though that is a lot of stuff most of you don't wanna read, it makes me fell great that ppl are reading and talking about this! Thanx to you all! So, without further ado… except for the disclaimer.
If I owned CSI, I wouldn't be writing this story. I'd be planning new episodes for the 6th season (which is spose to air Sept 22nd. YEAH!)
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Chapter 8-The Final Call
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All heads shot up and everyone ran to the hole in time to see Nick throw something out of the coffin.
"Nick!" Hodges screamed. "The evidence! You can't move it without-"
"Screw the pictures and gloves! We know who's doing this to us already! And that bastard is going to pay!"
Grissom knelt next to the item Nick had tossed from the coffin. "It's a dummy."
"That's being very lenient on the guy Griss," Brass said, "I was thinking more along the lines of bastard or SOB."
"No!" Grissom interrupted. "This dummy. There was a heated dummy in the coffin, set to make it look like someone had just died in there recently."
"So you're telling me that Greg was never in there!" Sara yelled, running up to the edge of the hole.
"He was in here," Nick whispered, his voice full of venom, "Everything else is still here."
Laying haphazardly throughout the coffin was a broken flashlight, a crumpled up piece of paper, the dead walkie-talkie, and a large pool of blood covering the top half of the case.
"The average male body has 12 pints of blood," Warrick stated matter of factly, but his voice was laced with disgust. "And there has to be at least four pints in there."
"He's toying with us," Grissom whispered, "Chris Jackson somehow knows how far our progress has gotten and moved Greg just before we got here. Greg must be alive; why else go through the trouble of moving him away from us again?"
"Grissom! Look at this!" Nick reached into the base of the coffin and pulled out another envelope, this one sealed and less bloody than everything else.
"Open it up. Right now."
Nick didn't need to be told twice as he instantly ripped it open and pulled out the letter.
Everything dies; but given the right size of power, it can live again.
"What does it mean?" Catherine asked.
Grissom's eyes flicked straight to the coffin. "The same as last time. The walkie-talkie. It died while Greg was talking to Sara. With the right size batteries, it can be 'brought back to life'."
Nick immediately grabbed the talkie. "It's still dead. Archie, grab a 9-volt from a kit."
The A/V tech automatically ran to the first kit he found, grabbed the right size, and practically threw it at Nick.
"Give it to me Nick," Grissom said sternly, holding out his hand.
Nick looked at his boss wide-eyed as he explained. "You are too close to this Nick. You don't need to be the one on the line right now."
Nick hesitated, exchanging glances between the talkie and Grissom before he finally handed it up. Warrick helped Nick out of the hole as Grissom turned on the talkie.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
For a full minute, there was nothing but static. Then-
"Hello Mr. Grissom. It's good to hear you again. I see you found my little present. Too bad you weren't ten minutes earlier; you might have caught me."
"Where is Greg? Why are you doing this to him?"
Chris laughed on the other end. "Oh, Greg played a very important role in the death of my father. I'm just repaying the favor."
Grissom furrowed his brow. "I understand that you picked up all of your other victims at their homes, but Greg was at a crime scene. How did you know that Brass would call Greg to that house and not someone else?"
Brass looked at him in confusion. "What are you talking about? I didn't call anybody, anywhere."
An evil chuckle filled the room from the small talkie. "It's a wonder who people think you sound like when they are half asleep."
Catherine's eyes widened in surprise and horror. "Y-you were the one who called me? To make sure Greg was at the house. Th-that's why there wasn't an officer on the scene. Oh my God, this is all my fault."
"Not now Catherine." Grissom snapped loudly. He was quickly beginning to lose his patience. "Where is Greg, Chris?"
There was an exaggerated sigh on the other end. "All right; let's play a new game. I have placed Greg into another box at a new location, but there is a catch. I didn't give him any kind of air supply; he's living only on what is naturally stored in the box. On the back of your note is the location. No police, and only four of you may come. You had better hurry, Greg has already been in there for twenty minutes. Good luck. KCHHH…"
Grissom looked at the others; there seemed to be more blood in the coffin than there was in all nine of their faces combined.
Nick quickly looked at his hand, seeing the now crumpled paper in his fist. "They're on the back." He barely kept from ripping the paper as he flattened it against his pant leg. "They're here! Let's go!"
"Wait!" Jacqui yelled. "Only four people can go."
"Right," Brass said, "Archie, take the girls and Hodges back to the lab."
"What?" Catherine and Sara both yelled.
"You can't do that!" Sara yelled, "We are part of this team too!"
Grissom stepped up and put his hands on Sara's shoulders. "Everyone here is part of the team Sara. Everyone has helped in his or her own way to find Greg. But right now, only four of us can go, and I need you with Catherine. Greg's safety must be ensured; that is our number one priority, but Catherine needs someone to talk to right now. Please understand."
Sara took a deep breath and nodded. Grissom smiled softly and removed his hands, then watched as Archie and Hodges led Sara, Jacqui and a shocked Catherine to one of the awaiting vehicles and to tell the paramedics the news.
"Let's go," Nick said urgently, already heading toward the other car.
"I'm driving Nick!" Brass yelled after him as the other three followed.
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Sorry that Greg didn't appear in this chappie, but he will be in the next one, I promise! He plays a HUGE part in the next one hint hint. This chappie is a leader into the big scenes that will be coming up.
Okay, with all the wonderful feed back I've gotten from this, I've been thinking up a plot for another story. Greg's my favorite character, so I'm afraid all of my stories will be Greg angst, but I think the feed back from here shows that so do many other people. So, I'll add the summary to that story in my next chappie, and if you all like it, I can start writing that one and post it soon too, but it probably won't be until after I finish my Yu Yu Hakusho story. I have the final chappie for that story, I just have to send it to my beta and revised it a bit.
Anyway, it's once again 2:00 in the morning and I think I'm running out of my Mt. Dew Live Wire High, so I'll stop ranting for now. I'll update as soon as I can.
C ya!
Kittyluv