I'm having a little trouble with this chappy so don't get mad if it's not as good as the last. I'm just trying to focuse more equally on more of the characters. It's so hard when you're obsessed with one particular character. You all know who, now don't you. Hehe. Please no flames, but constructive critism is welcome. Just remember to add ways to improve my writing. The more reviews I get the faster I'll update, deal?

Here's chappy 2 of Simply Complicated, hope you enjoy.

Love: Nicole

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Greg froze in terror. A gun was against his temple and he knew Sara was in the same predicament. Suddenly he was pushed forward. Desperately he reached for his gun, but it wasn't in his holster.

"Against the wall," the taller man ordered.

Greg saw that Sara was on the floor next to him. Slowly Sara picked herself up and leaned her back against the wall. She nodded to Greg and he got to his feet and joined her.

"Turn around," the other, shorter man commanded. They both could see blood on his shirt.

Breathing deeply Greg turned to face the wall and glanced at Sara, who was also facing the wall now. Her face facaded calmness, but it was only a cover. She was terrified, she just didn't want Greg to know. He was only a level 1 and she needed to be strong for him.

Greg flinched when the man ran his hands along his sides. He knew he was being frisked. He'd seen cops do it to suspects many times before. He noticed Sara being frisked by the shorter man. It was obvious he was touching her more than he needed to.

Sara balked at the man, but he only pressed his gun tighter against her temple, "I killed your cop friends. Don't make me kill him," he waved his gun toward Greg, "I wouldn't kill you, not yet. You're too pretty. I'm sure Boss thinks so too."

"Shorty, shut up. This is your fault, you know," Boss growled.

Sara winced and forced a smile at Greg. He tried to return it but only succeeded in a weak grin. Shorty pulled out two pairs of handcuffs from his pockets. Shorty smiled, "Got'em from your friends," he told them sadistically.

Shorty handed a set to Boss and the CSI's were quickly handcuffed. They grabbed Greg and Sara roughly and led them from the room and towards the back door. As they did, they passed the two cops.

Their lifeless bodies were each surrounded by a large pool of blood. Their necks had been slashed and the faces were pale as a sheet of paper. It was a horrendous sight and all the blood drained from Greg's face when he saw it. Now he knew exactly what their captors were capable of. He snuck a glance at Sara.

She wasn't taking it much better. The facade had dissappeared. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She was friends with those cops. Officer Gordy and Officer Hider, now they were gone forever.

Silence was all to be heard as they were forced from the house and into a car that had been hidden out back.

"What are you going to do with us?" Greg finally asked timidly.

Boss smiled, "That's for us to know and you to find out."

Greg shivered from the back seat and looked at Sara. All she could do was shake her head sadly. No one would find out they were missing for hours.

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Grissom walked back into the lab laughing with Catherine.

"What's so funny?" Warrick asked holding numerous folders as he tried to manuver his way around the busle of people in the hallway.

"Our carjacking, it wasn't a real crime," Catherine smiled, "The 'so called victim' got into the wrong car and the owner thought he was trying to steal it. So the owner goes and throws the guy out of car and drives off. We were questioning the 'victim' when he realizes his car in still in the parking lot."

Warrick burst out laughing and struggled to keep a hold of the folders as he walked towards the morgue.

"Shouldn't Greg and Sara be back by now?" Grissom's seroiusness came into play.

Catherine furrowed her brow for a moment, "Now that you think of it, they have been at the crime scene for quite a while. It's only a B&E so they should be back."

Jim Brass chose that moment to burts into the room.

"Whoa, Brass, what's the rush?" Grissom asked concerned.

"Two cops were killed at a scene and there's no sign of the CSI's assigned. I didn't get the names. Any of your guys missing?" Brass said quickly, obviously out of breath.

Grissom's eyes locked onto Catherine's, "Sara and Greg," he said.

"Damn, I was hoping..." Brass trailed off.

"It's still a possibility that they are alright," Catherine said, trying to be positive.

"It's also a possibility that they are dead or injured," Brass said seriously.

"All we have is possibilities, what we need is evidence," Grissom told them, "Let's go get some."

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