Chapter 7: Gunshots and Basements
Catherine Willows walked into the break room after she finished her case. She saw Nick and Warrick sitting at the table playing a game of paper football.
"Have either of you guys seen Grissom?" She asked.
"Uh, he left for a case with Sara about an hour ago. Damn!" Warrick said as Nick scored a goal.
Catherine needed to know when Grissom would be back so she called his cell phone. On the final ring he picked up with a groan.
Catherine then started getting concerned. "Grissom?" She questioned, worry evident in her voice.
"Catherine, help, he took Sara." Grissom's voice was faint from pain.
"Grissom, who took Sara?"
"Hank did."
"My God, Grissom are you okay?"
"He shot me, I'm um… I'm bleeding."
"Oh my God Griss, I'm calling 911. We're coming."
"Please hurry." He shut the phone.
Catherine quickly placed her call to 911, giving them Grissom's location. Then she ran to the break room.
"Warrick, Nick, call Brass and get to the Tahoe."
"What's wrong Cath?" Warrick asked.
"Grissom's been shot and Sara's been kidnapped. We need to get to the scene." Catherine started crying.
Warrick grabbed Catherine's arm and led her to the car as Nick placed the call to Brass, telling him to meet them at the scene.
The drive to the scene was relatively quiet, save for the horns that were honked at the speeding Tahoe. Al three CSIs were lost in their own worries about their friends.
As Catherine, Nick, Warrick, and Brass went to find Grissom, Sara was waking up in a darkened room. As she tried to take a look at her surroundings the throbbing in her head intensified.
She noticed that she was tied to a chair with her arms behind her back. She also saw the concrete walls and deduced that she must be in a basement. Before she could think of anything else the door swung open, the light momentarily blinding her.
"How's it feel," came a voice laced with hate, 'to loose everything."
Sara tried to be brave even though she was shaking with fear. 'What did I ever do to you Hank? I dumped you after you cheated on me. But I never told Elaine."
"Yet she found out somehow." Hank said, now towering over her chair.
"I had nothing to do with that." Sara told him.
"I don't believe you!" He screamed, punching her in the stomach.
Sara gasped in pain and doubled over as much as her restraints would allow.
"Why'd you shoot Grissom?" She asked through gritted teeth.
"Fitting, isn't it?" Hank asked, malice evident in his voice. "Loosing something you care about."
"He didn't do anything to you." Sara cried.
"No, but you did." Hank walked out, shutting the door behind him, leaving Sara once more in darkness.
The Tahoe screeched to a halt in front of the warehouse. All three of the CSIs started shouting for their boss.
Hearing a groan for the back they ran around the building to find Grissom slumped against the wall, his hands pressed over the bullet hole in his thigh.
"Oh my God, Grissom!" Catherine said as she used her jacket to apply pressure to his wound.
"Catherine," Grissom whispered, "find Sara. Hank took her."
"I know Griss. We'll find her." Catherine turned to Warrick, "Where is that damn ambulance?" She demanded.
"It just pulled up, the paramedics are coming." Warrick answered her.
Once Grissom had been loaded into the ambulance Catherine collapsed against the wall sobbing. "I don't know what to do." She cried as she felt Warrick sit down next to her."
"Cath, Grissom will be okay, and we'll find Sara, but you need to stay strong. Sara needs for you to think clearly." Warrick consoled her.
"You're right." Catherine agreed. "Let's get back to the lab, maybe someone knows where Hank's gone."
Once Hank left, Sara tried to make sense of what was happening. Her head hurt from where she had hit it on the door frame, and she was almost positive that Hank's punch had broken at least one of her ribs.
'Crap!' She thought. 'How could I let this happen to Grissom? Because of Hank's need for revenge on me Grissom could be dead. I need to get out of here and put Hank in jail where he belongs.'
"With that thought Sara started to try and free her hands. No matter how much the rope burned her skin she was determined to get free.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I have chapter 8 written but I just need to find time to type it and get it online. Please keep reviewing.
Em