Ironically, their lab had become their very own crime scene. Six dead techs and one security guard. Sara shook her head in sheer disbelief as all the bodies were wheeled out. She had talked to some of them just hours ago now they were dead and Greg was gone. It was like some kind of awful nightmare but was a horrific reality. It was clear that the target had been Greg, these people had died because they got in the way, had probably tried to save Greg. They should have been there, could have prevented this, instead they had been lured away. Sara wished she could turn back the clock had taken Greg with them to the crime scene, kept him safe. She was broken from her thoughts by an urgent cry. "Hey we got a live one!"
Sara hurried to where Warrick was kneeled over a male tech; the bullet had missed its target, the heart. The man had made his first mistake, somebody had survived the massacre. "We got a weak pulse!" Warrick announced "We need medical help" They strapped the tech, Jack to a gurney and rushed him to hospital before he lost too much blood. Grissom and Sara followed closely behind. If Jack lived, then he would be a vital witness, he might know who took Greg, hopefully this would prove the breakthrough they were looking for. After an anxious wait for Grissom and Sara, Jack did pull through but was very very poorly. He wasn't up for fierce questioning the doctors warned Grissom and Sara as they went in to see him. On their arrival, Jack immediately pulled his oxygen mask off. He wanted to help, Greg was his friend.
"Jack" Sara gently approached him "you don't have to tell us anything if you're not up to it"
"No no, I want to tell you what happened, I want to help Greg"
Sara nodded her acknowledgement at the brave tech to continue.
"I don't think he knew I was there" Jack shakily began "I hid behind some boxes when I heard the gunshots. I couldn't believe what had happened. I saw Lindy shot right in front of me" He paused as if reliving the awful moment. "Then I heard Greg cry out and saw him, saw him being dragged away. He had his hand over Greg's mouth and a gun at his back. I couldn't let him take Greg away. I tried to stop them tried to stop him taking Greg away from us. I was foolish really, he just shot me outright. Grissom and Sara listened in horror to Jack's ordeal.
Grissom asked him the question he needed to know "Jack do you know who kidnapped Greg?"
Jack nodded his head weakly at Grissom
"Griss" he said barely in a whisper "It was Paul Simmonds."
The name meant nothing to Sara but it was obviously a different story for Grissom. His face had paled almost to the same colour as the ill Jack and he needed to sit down. His eyes clouded, the name sending jolts of recognition and fear through his body.
"Griss are you OK?" Sara looked at him concerned, he obviously recognised the name, and by the expression on his face she deduced it wasn't exactly a good thing.
All he simply said was "Greg's in big trouble".
Paul carried Greg into his little hideaway, he preferred to call home, the young lab tech was quietly sobbing, and the sound was muffled by the gag. Paul felt sorry for him, an innocent victim, but he had to do this, there was no other way. He wasn't about to change his mind now, those who did him wrong had to pay. It was unfortunate about all those techs dying but they got in the way. He remembered the final person that had challenged him, Jack Robins; they had both stared at each other in shock, Jack should never have been there. Paul had almost hesitated to kill him but finally he had regained his senses and quickly shot him. Jack had to die, he couldn't be allowed to live because that would be too risky for sure and spoil a lot of the fun he had planned.