A/N: thank you all for reviewing, I will try to update this story very soon and hopefully to end it within a short period of time…..so the waiting is almost over. Thanks again for reviewing and please…….send more ;)

18.49

Darkness was setting in. Grissom could see the last rays of the sun disappearing when he looked outside the window.

The evening was setting in and there was still no trace of Nick and his kidnapper. The doctors had explained that while they understood the severity of the situation it would not be the wisest thing to wake Sara. Her condition was still critical and stress was the last thing she needed.

So Grissom sat next to an unconscious Sara holding her hand, praying that there would be a miracle. Without it he doubted that they would find out who was responsible for the killing of their friends and colleagues and the kidnapping of Nick.

Sighing, he brought Sara's hand towards his cheek. "Sara, I know you can hear me but that you can't wake up right now…but please help me to get this guy and find Nick."

Silence was the only reaction Grissom had expected so it was no surprise that he almost flew to the ceiling when a voice called out his name. Quickly composing himself he turned around and saw a nurse standing in the door opening, who had the decency to look a bit ashamed for startling him.

"I'm sorry sir, but there is an important phone call for you. You can take it at the desk."

Putting Sara's hand down on the bed again. Grissom followed the nurse to the desk where she gave him the phone. "You can talk as long as you want I will go walk my round so you will have some privacy." With those words the nurse gave a slight smile and walked away.

Waiting a second to make sure he was alone, he took the call, "Grissom."

For a second Grissom thought that the person on the other side of the line had decided not to wait and to end the call, since silence was all he heard. The next moment he realised that he had rather wanted that then what he heard next.

A familiar voice filled with hatred, pure venom, filled Grissom's ear, "Well Grissom this is all your fault, are you happy now? Is this what you hoped for? All that blood that was spilled today is your fault. And you know what? What will happen to you dear co-worker who was so kind to come with me will also be your fault." For a moment there was a muffled sound on the phone before Grissom could distinguish a voice again, this one was also familiar to Gil but instead of hatred this one was filled with pain. "Grissom," Nick all but gasped, "Your place…..he took me to…..,"A sickening crunch could be heard followed by a almost hissing voice, "bad boy, very very bad boy. Now I have to end it much sooner." And with those words the line went dead.

For a moment Grissom could not breath as the full message penetrated his thoughts , 'O god, all those deaths were his fault. And now that sick bastard was going to kill Nick….unless,' concentrating Gil tried to recall what Nick had said, 'your place'.

Nick had said 'your place' almost hitting himself in the face Grissom dialled Brass.

"Brass this is Grissom, I know who took Nick and I know where they are. I'm going to get Catherine and we will be waiting for you at the entrance of the hospital….please hurry Brass. I will explain everything in the car but you've got to get us. And before you ask why …..it's me the killer wants.

TBC………..so I put a clue in the story about the identity of the killer does anyone might have an idea?