Title: Taken

Chapter: 4

Rating: PG (violence)

Author's Note: Sorry this took so long to post! I have been busy with school. I needed something to get my mind off all the shit that has been happening lately where I live.

Greg's POV

His head felt as though it would explode. His body was throbbing with pain. He had no clue where he was and who brought him here. He looked around at his surroundings and all he saw was complete darkness. He heard footsteps coming toward him and he quickly closed his eyes, hoping that if he pretended to be asleep than maybe his kidnapper would leave him alone. How wrong he was!

Nigel walked into the room where Greg was being kept and saw the former lab-tech asleep. A smile appeared on his face as thoughts entered his head. He walked over to the younger man and kicked him hard in the chest. "Wakey, wakey Greg." Nigel said in a sing-song voice.

Greg had slowly opened his eyes and saw the man standing over him. He saw the hatred in the other man's eyes so he decided to stay quiet, for fear of pissing him off. "Aw, you're going to stay quiet today are you?" Nigel asked after a few minutes. Nigel kicked Greg in the stomach again but with more force. He laughed as Greg cried out in pain. "That's more like it."

Greg tried to get his breathing under control. He took a few deep breathes before talking. "Why am I here?" He asked softly, finally asking the question that had been on his mind.

Nigel frowned and kneeled down beside the younger man. Greg shuddered at the closeness of them and wanted to other man away. "You took something I want. Now, the only way to get it back is to get rid of you."

Greg shook his head frantically. "I didn't take anything."

Nigel reached out and grabbed Greg's throat and started to squeeze it. Greg tried to move his hands to remove the hands on his throat but realized that his hands were handcuffed behind his back. "Yes you did. Something I want very much. Now, like I said, the only way to get it back is to kill you."

"I…swear…I…didn't…take…any…thing." Greg managed to say. He gasped as the grip on his throat tightened. He couldn't breathe and knew that if this guy didn't take his hands off his throat then he would die.

Nigel shook his head. "I always thought Nicky made a very bad choice in choosing you over me. Now I'll have to make him see how right I am for him." Nigel stared at Greg as the former lab-tech's eyes widened in shock. "And how wrong you are." Nigel let go of his grip on his throat and left.

Greg took several deep breaths. He couldn't believe what Nigel had just confessed to him. He was in love with Nick? He knew that Nigel was obsessed with Nick, but love? He shuddered as the mental image of what Nigel would do to be with Nick entered his mind. He silently prayed that his team would find him and that Nick would be ok.

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Nick paced around the break room. After the interrogation at the police station, his confidence in finding Greg sunk. He wanted to believe more than anything that they would find Greg but with the lack of evidence he didn't think that was possible.

Sara walked into the break room and went straight for the coffee. She didn't notice Nick in the room. After pouring a cup of coffee, she turned around and saw Nick lying down on the couch listening to his iPod, which she didn't even know he owned. She stopped and stared at him. His eyes were closed and he was softly singing whatever song was playing. She only caught pieces of the song.

No one ever left me out in the rain
Cold words still remain unspoken
I never got lost, spent years in the dark
You're here, now my heart's unbroken
When I see your smile fill my soul again
I'm unbroken

She felt her heart break for Nick. How she was managing to stay strong was a shock because she felt like go crazy right now. She gently tapped his shoulder and gave him a small smile when he opened his eyes. "Hey Sara, I didn't know anyone was in here." He told her as he sat up.

"I just got here. I didn't mean to disturb you." She said as she sat down beside him.

Nick just shrugged and turned off his iPod, shoving it into his pocket. "So, did anything new come up?" He asked with a bit of hope.

Sara shook her head. "Sorry, honey. Grissom went back in and interrogated the hell outta our suspect. Either he really isn't involved or Nigel is paying him to keep quiet. No one is that loyal for free."

Nick nodded and ran his hands over his face. "Nick, I love Greg, you know I do and I don't want anything to happen to him, but what if…" Sara stopped speaking, afraid to say the words.

Nick turned to face her, anger written all over his face. "But what? What if he's dead? God Sara, how can you think that? I'm not willing to admit he's dead until I see his dead body." Nick stood up to leave but Sara grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Nick, he's been gone almost 2 days. I'm just being realistic. Nigel threatened to kill him, who's to say he hasn't already? Can you honestly say you don't have any doubts?" She questioned to the older man.

Nick stared at Sara and had no idea what to say. He was so confused right now; he didn't know what to feel. "I don't know. I don't think that we'll find him soon but I don't think; I don't want to think he'll die."

Sara saw the tears in Nick's eyes. She understood how hard this must be on Nick. She knew that no matter what they needed to find Greg. No matter how long it took. She pulled Nick into her arms and tried to comfort him. "I'll talk to Grissom and Brass. We'll do whatever it takes to get Brent to talk. We will find him and he will be ok."

Greg's POV

He had no idea how long he had been sitting there in the dark. It felt like day, which turned out to be only a few hours. After the last encounter with Nigel Crane he hadn't been looking forward to the next one. He knew that he was pissed off at him and wanted to kill. He had a sickening feeling in his gut that he would get his chance sometime soon.

Greg flinched as he heard someone waling around. He figured that Nigel had finally come back. He listened carefully and thought that he had heard more than one set of footsteps. Greg sucked in a deep breath when he heard the footsteps getting closer.

"Why hello Greggy! I brought a friend and we wanted to have a little fun with you before you're dead." Nigel whispered in his ear when he entered the room.