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Grissom heard glass shattering and a crash. He jumped up and ran out of his office and towards his car.

He screamed into the phone, getting the attention of everyone around him, "Nick…are you there? Come on Nicky answer me."

No answer. Grissom could here sirens in the background. Warrick had just gotten there.

Warrick turned into Nick's neighborhood just as a black SUV sped around the corner, he could still see the gun hanging out of the window. He looked over towards Nick's house and saw that the front window was shot out. The officers in the squad car behind him saw the same thing and took off after the SUV with their sirens blaring.

Warrick brought his truck to a screeching halt and jumped out and ran up Nick's driveway. He tried to open the front door, but Nick had locked it when he came in.

"Nick!" Warrick screamed looking into the front window he could just make out Nick's legs near the couch among the broken window glass.

He raised his foot up and kicked in the door, he ran to Nick who was lying unconscious on the floor with cuts all over his face. Warrick checked him over there was no bullet holes, he breathed in a sigh of relief. It appeared that when the window exploded from the bullet Nick fell back and hit his head on the coffee table.

Warrick looked around and saw that Nick's cell phone was laying a few feet away. He grabbed the cell phone. He could here Grissom on the other end.

"Nick. Answer me if you can."

"Grissom its Warrick. Nick can't answer you he's out cold. Give me a minute I need to get EMS here."

Warrick pulled out his cell and dialed 911.

"911…What's the nature of your emergency?"

"This is Warrick Brown from the Las Vegas Crime Lab I need an ambulance at 1213 Meadow Lane."

"10-4 EMS in route."

"Thanks." Warrick hung up his phone, and put Nick's phone back up to his ear. He sat down on the floor next to Nick

"Warrick what happened?" Grissom said as he sped out of the parking lot. "I was talking to him on the phone when I heard glass shattering."

"Someone took a shot at him."

"I'm not surprised with what's already happened tonight. Tell me exactly what happened."

Warrick took in a deep breath and started to explain. "As I pulled into Nick's neighborhood the SUV from the parking lot was racing away from Nick's house. I saw a rifle with a scope being pulled back into the SUV. The officers that were with me took off after it."

Warrick could hear sirens approaching from a distance.

"Was Nick hit?"

"No, he wasn't hit, but he was standing right by the window went the bullet came through. He has a lot of cuts on his face. I hope that none of the glass got in his eyes."

"Warrick if he wasn't hit, then why is he unconscious?" Grissom asked trying to understand Nick's condition.

"It looks like he either was taking cover or fell back and hit is head on the coffee table."

The sirens that Warrick heard earlier stopped in front of Nick's house.

"Warrick I'm just about there. I'll call Catherine and let her know what's going on."

"O.K. the paramedics just got here anyway. I'll see you in a few." Warrick hung up the phone.

Catherine and Detective Vartann were in the interrogation room with Chuck Coleman.

"Now Mr. Coleman is there something that you want to tell us?" Catherine asked.

Chuck Coleman remained silent.

"Well then Mr. Coleman I'll tell you. The security cameras in your building caught the murders on tape and do you know what we saw? We saw you and your daughter commit the murders."

Mr. Coleman started to cry then began to ramble. "It was just an accident."

"Come on Mr. Coleman we saw the tape we know better." Vartann replied back with roughness.

"I didn't want my daughter to go to jail. She was upset that Josh had broken up with her. She took my gun without my knowledge and showed up at the bowling alley. I tried to stop her, but the gun went off. Josh saw what happened. I didn't want my baby girl to go to jail so I shot him and pointed all the evidence to me."

"Well Mr. Coleman you were very smart about that, but you forgot about the video footage and now we have you and your daughter for murder." Catherine said.

At that point Catherine's cell phone rang. She excused herself from the room and answered.

"Willows."

"Catherine its Gil." He said quickly.

She smiled, "Hey our guy on our double homicide just confessed."

"That's great Catherine, but that's not the reason why I'm calling.

She could sense the urgency in his voice. "Gil, what's wrong?"

"It's Nick."

Her heart stopped, she just saw him not even two hours ago.

"What happened?"

"Someone took a shot at him."

"What! Oh my god is he alright?"

"He wasn't hit, but he was injured. I'm just about to his place. Warrick is already there, along with the paramedics."

Catherine's head was reeling; she slowly processed what Grissom had said.

"Catherine, this was the second attempt this evening."

"What! Nick didn't say anything to me earlier."

"It happened when he left the lab today. Warrick and Nick were in the parking lot when someone tried to run him down. He was able to jump out of the way just before he was hit. Nick didn't think anything of it and went home, but Warrick came in and told me what happened. I suggested to Warrick that he view the video footage from the parking lot to confirm if his suspicions were correct, and they were."

"Alright I'm going to go and get Greg and Sara and we'll meet you over at Nick's."

"O.K. I'm just about there now. I'll talk to you shortly." Grissom hung up his phone.

The paramedics and four police officers walked into Nick's house just as he was coming to. He looked around to get his bearings. He frowned when he saw Warrick sitting next to him on the floor. "Where did he come from?" he thought. He groaned and put his hand to his head. He attempted to sit up, but was thwarted by Warrick who gently pushed him back down.

"Just stay down Nick, the paramedics need to take a look at you."

Nick relaxed a little; he tried to clear the cobwebs out. "What the hell happened?" he said in his thick Texan accent. "The last thing I remember was talking to Grissom on the phone."

"You were talking with Grissom, but then someone took a shot at you through your window." He pointed to the front window. "It was the same SUV from the parking lot."

"Son of a…man things just keep getting better and better don't they?"

Warrick moved so the paramedics could get to Nick. Luckily enough the cuts were only superficial it was the loss of consciousness that had them concerned. They lifted Nick onto the gurney and started to take him out to the ambulance, when one of the paramedics stopped to speak with Warrick.

"He should be fine, but he needs to see a doctor for his head though. He was unconscious for a while. We are taking him to Desert Palms."

"O.K. thanks I will be by there shortly I'm waiting here for someone."

The paramedics continued to wheel Nick out the front door with Warrick in tow, when Grissom entered. He leaned over Nick.

"How are you doing Nick?"

"Just peachy Grissom. Just peachy."

"We will meet you over at Desert Palms Nick. These officers are going to go with you." Grissom pointed to two of the officers.

Nick closed his eyes in frustration and sighed, "It's not like I have a choice."

"Your right." Grissom added.

Grissom turned around to address the officers. "This gentleman here is Nick Stokes, he's the D.A.'s key witness for the Brent Mitchell case. Two attempts have been made on his life tonight. The D.A. wants him guarded 24 x 7 until he testifies, so until you hear otherwise or are relieved you need to stay with him."

Both officers acknowledged their orders and followed the paramedics out to the ambulance. One officer got in with Nick while the other hopped in the squad car to follow.

Warrick and Grissom both stood in Nick's driveway as the ambulance drove off. Minutes later Catherine, Sara and Greg pulled up and got out of the car.

"How's Nick?" Greg asked with anticipation.

"He'll live, though I'm sure that when all this is behind him he will want to kill me." Grissom answered with a smirk.

"Why?"

"As of five minutes ago he's in protective custody."

Well there you have it Chapter 7. Hope you enjoyed it. Please review and let me know. Thanks!