Hey here is chappy 14. I love being evil and hurting Greg and Sara. I have no idea why I love it so. I won't be ansering your reviews directly anymore, cuz it takes too much time and I've been getting so much homework that I barely have time to write anymore. I'll try to answer them indirectly in my A/N. Everyone seem to think I'm not hurting Sara as much as I could so I added something painful for her in this chapter. I hope you'v enjoyed the story so far and continue to enjoy it!

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"Grissom!" Nick yelled from in the basement.

Grissom descended down the stairs and looked to where Nick was kneeling.

"What is it Nick?" Grissom asked.

"Trapdoor," Nick told him shortly.

"Ok, I'll grab a Fed and we'll follow it," Grissom answered.

Grissom called down Agent Hareda and they lowered themselves down the trap door into the dark and foreboding tunnel.

Nick breathed deeply. He looked down the long tunnel and couldn't see the end. He swallowed thickly and Grissom turned to him.

"You don't have to come, Nick," Grissom told him, "I'm sure Greg would understand."

Nick shook his head. Greg hadn't given up on him when he was kidnapped and he wasn't going to sit back while Greg was in danger.

Grissom took a long look at Nick and nodded. They turned on their flashlights and followed Agent Hareda down the tunnel.

Nick, Grissom and Agent Hareda followed the tunnel until the end and saw the rope ladder.

"There is no way in hell, he got up there with Greg and Sara on his own. He had help," Nick said aloud.

"That much is for sure. Lets get up there," Grissom allowed Agent Hareda to lead and he and Nick followed.

Outside the tunnel they couldn't see the house it led from. There were tread marks on the ground leading west.

"They moved them," Agent Hareda observed.

"Call a ride," Grissom sighed, "We need to process the evidence."

The agent nodded and pulled out his cell phone.

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"Sara, do you think we'll ever get out of here?" Greg asked sadly.

"I have my doubts," Sara answered.

"Shut up!" Boss yelled back at them.

They lowered their voices so Boss or Mick couldn't hear them. Greg whispered through the small opening in the seat that connected the trunk to the backseat, "I've loved you for a long time, you know." Being able to talk to Sara kept him from having another panic attack and both of them knew it.

"I know, I really thought of you as a friend for a long time. I was too smitten with Grissom, but that was like a student having a crush on her teacher. With you, its better, more real," she admitted.

"Glad you think so," Greg smiled for the first time in a long while.

Sara grinned back, but it soon faded when she realized that their time together would be short and painful. It would be full of despair and angst. Tears seeped from her eyelids and ran silently down her cheeks.

Greg would have wiped them away, but he wasn't in a position to choose. So he simply whispered quietly, "Don't worry, I'm sure they'll find us and catch them," he didn't mention it would most likely be too late for them. Sara already knew that and he didn't have to remind her of the horrid truth.

Sara nodded and the car stopped moving. Sara tensed and looked at Greg, he was staring at her intensly with tears in his own eyes now, "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," Sara said quietly and she was then roughly grabbed from the car. Mick lifted her over his shoulder and carried her into an abandoned warehouse and she saw Boss grab Greg and follow Mick.

Once in the warehouse, Mick dropped her to the floor and Boss followed suit with Greg, causing him to cry out in agony. Boss pulled out some cloths and used them to gag the CSI's.

"So when are we going to get rid of them?" Boss asked.

"Soon, I wanna have some fun with your pretty friend," Mick said looking evilly at Sara.

"Leave her alone, you sick fuck!" Greg yelled after spitting out the gag difficultly.

"This one has a mouth of him. Haven't you taught him his place yet? Mick asked Boss smiling.

"He's a slow learner," Boss quipped.

Mick laughed and kicked Greg in the chest. He winced as the boot hit his already tender ribs and he felt one or two of them break.

Mick turned again to Sara and sat on top of her, straddling her hips. He whispered menacingly in her ear,"Your boyfriend going to save you now?"

Sara whimpered through her still intact gag. Mick grinned and pulled at her blouse.

"You shit!" Greg yelled.

Mick just laughed and started to pull down Sara's pants. She struggled as he began to caress her thighs, but Mick just kept going.

"Leave her the fuck alone!" Greg screamed, desperately trying to divert Mick's attention, no matter what the costs. He was rewarded by Boss kicking him in the groin. Greg moaned in excruiating pain and fell silent as he tried to compose himself.

Sara drew within herself, trying to make her body numb, but she still felt Mick enter her forcefully and painfully. Her screams were muffled and Greg called out to her, trying to console her before it was even over.

Hours seemed to go by and every couple of minutes Greg interupted the rape with screams of anger and desperation. All that was heard from Sara were muffled moans and yells.

Tears seemed to erupt from Sara's eyes as finally Mick ended the agony. He patted her on the head, "Maybe I'll have one more go," he told her icily.

A look of utter fear and humiliation crossed her face as she looked up at him wide eyed.

"You shit!" Greg screamed as loudly as he could, this time succeeding in gaining Mick's attention.

Angrily Mick got up and kicked Greg viciously in the abdomen. Greg screamed in pain and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Damn," Mick voiced.

"Oh well, we got the money. Lets just leave them here and go," Boss told Mick.

Mick nodded and pulled out a gun, carefully he pointed it at Sara. He fondled the trigger and smiled as he pulled it.

The blast echoed through the air and Greg tried to push himself in front of it, but he didn't have enough strength to propel himself the distance.

Sara jerked backward as the bullet tore through her chest and Greg screamed, emitting more blood from his mouth.

Mick only laughed at the display. Boss took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

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Oh, I am so mean. I've got them both at deaths door. Greg from multiple wounds and from being beaten and Sara from a gunshot wound. Will they live or die?