BR Back reviewers! I hope everyone knows what is going on. Here is a recap:

Warrick has found links to two diferent mobs on the Ratskin case.

Sara is running the balck hair that Greg found during his Graveyard shift.

Nick is got a hit on the APB on the Black Ford F-150 four door.

Greg is looking for his sister. At first he was given ten hours to see if he actually believed Jack. Jack tricked him and told him that he only had four hours and she was on the outskirts of town.

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A Missing CSI..

" Jenna? Can you hear me? Jenna?"

Jenna looked up to see her assailant. The two were in a smal room covered with walls of cement. It was stil light outside, but due to no windows, Jenna can only see tiny white lights through part of the door.

" Your big brother's coming. At least for your sake, I hope he does." Jack said in a sarcastic voice.

" Leave him alone!" She said with a weak voice. Her face was filled with bruises,scars and scratches form Jack's daily beating routine over the past 10 years. She seemed older than what she was.

" Aw! Protecting him are you? Well, he thinks I told you where you are right? Well, that little shit got jacked off again! He's gonna walk all the way out to this abandoned shack on Lexington with my assistant waiting inside. " He smiled and looked at her evilly in the eyes.

" You are sick bastard!" She spat. " You come all the way here just to play games with him when hehasn't see me in 10 years. He blames himself for Christ's Sakes! Please! Don't make him suffer! She cried.

He grabbed her and said.

" Don't you worry, you and your brother will see each other very soon!"

He laughed and threw her across the room and she slammed into the concrete wall. She felt a rib crackand blood splurted out of her mouth as she bit her lip. She yelled in agony as she laid there not having the strength to get up.

Greg go to the edge of the outskirts just as his watch hit 6:00. He was sweating heavily as he figured he had at least one hour left to find her. He made his way to Lexington and continued to jog , almost in a run down the dusty, dirt road. He had taking his CSI jacket off due to the heat. He was so close and he hoped to God she was there. He knew Jack now. He hoped this wasn't one of his tricks.

" I tried him at his house, he wasn;t there. " Came the worried voice of Sara.

All of CSI were worried about Greg. He hasn't come back to work. Which wasn't like him and they have hadno word of him for five hours.

" What if he's in trouble? If we weren't too busy figuring out these cases maybe we would know where he is right now!" Yelled Nick.

He wished he would have talked to Greg before he left.Greg seemed upset and wasn't like his funny, bubbly self.

" Alright, guys, let's keep it cool." Said Grissom. He was the leader he had to calm them down.

" Nick, you said he told you that it was a family emergency right?"

" Right."

" Well, he could be in a place where he can't call. "

The CSI's wondered about that.

" That could be. But he never said he was leaving out of town. I just know something is wrong.."

Nick had always had that weird sinking feeling. Ever since he was kidnapped and buried alive in that plexi-glass coffin. He wasn't willing to take any risks.

" I have to go over there." He said finally after an akward silence.

" Nick," Grissom started.

" What?"

" I'll come, just to check to make sure he is there. The rest of you are on your cases until we find out if Greg is really missing."

Everyone nodded. Nick grabbed his coat and he and Grissom mad thier way to Greg's house.

" I hope he is okay."

Sara said after they left.

" He'll be okay. He probably can't answer his phone." Warrick said.

" How's your case?" Sara asked.

" Well, I interrogated the leader of the other mob; Killby. He said thathis ex mob partner of his did it and blaimed it on him.

" You think he is lying?"

" Well, we checked him out and sure enough, his ex mob's house has traces of arsenic bottles and ingredients."

" When did you place him?"

" About an hour ago. At least until his lawyer gets here."

" Well, your case is about wrapped."

" Finally! It took me weeks!"

" Good for you."

" How's yours?"

" We got a hit on the black hair, Tobey Everett, no priors, nothing!"

" Everett?"

" Yeah, why?"

" That's Nick's suspect."

" You think the murders could be linked?"

" Maybe."

Greg arrived at appeared to be an old house. It looked more like a shack. He was sweating bullets and breathing hard. He looked at his watch. 6:30PM. He made it and couldn't believe it. He made it in three and a half instead of four! He smiled with relief and made his way slowly toward the door. He opened it slowly as he took out his gun. he scanned the area which was hard to see due to the ominous darkness. He walked further until he reached the middle of the what looked like a hollow living room.

" Jack! Are you here! I am here! Give her to me!"

There was no answer.

" Jack! No games! You give her back you sick mother FU..."

Before he finished he was hit from behind and fell to the floor. He turned around to see his assailant and shot in his general direction. He assumingly missed because the figure came right back at him tossing his gun away to the other side of the room. He kicked Greg to the wall and Greg moaned in pain. He had a piece ofwire and began to strangle Greg. It was rubbing so close to his neck,he started to bleed tiny droplets of blood aroundthe neck and wire.Greg used all of his energy and kicked back his head . His neck and a thin red linewhere the wire had been.The assailant faltered and then came back full force with a knife. Greg couldn't see and he was pushed against the wall as the knife pushed through his right arm. He screamed in pain as he punched his attacker. The assailant came back and all Greg could see was more darkness...

7:00PM

" He wasn't at his house and we looked at anything that would hint as to where he is." Replied Grissom. His face all sullen.

" There's gotta be something." Said Nick. He was getting frustrated and concerned for his friend.

" What about his car?" Sara asked.

" It wasn't there, and neither was his gun."

" That's weird, Greg would never up and leave like that!"

" Nick! What else did he say?" Grissom asked.

" I'll call you from the car. He did. He told me that he needed to take care of something and said he was alright."

" Well, someting is definantly not right." Said Warrick.

" What are we going to do?" Sara said softly.

" Nothing! We can't do anything! There is nothing to go by, no leads, no evidence, nothing!" And with that Nick slammed his wrists on the table.

Silence fell over the team. Just as Grissom was about to say something the phone rang...

BR Ooh who is it? Find out in the next chapter! Thank you everyone again for reviews. Keep Going! This story is building the way I like it! More Greg angst to come. I still need to read more H.P Good Night everyone! luv Jamie!1