"It's her?" Greg hissed in a whisper.

"Oh god Greg! My dream is going to come true! I'm going to watch you all die then die myself!" she panicked

"No. Its not going to happen no one is going to die!" Greg comforted.

"Sara! Answer the door hunny, Mommy is here, she wants to take you home and we can play around for the little while you have left!" She said in a mothering tone.

"Just keep quiet. Maybe she will think we left to go-" Nick started

"GO TO HELL! AND LEAVE ME AND MY FRIENDS ALONE!" Sara yelled.

"I've been to hell thanks to you testimony ageist me. Now its your turn!" Then there was a loud bang and the door cracked.

"God we have to get out of here!" Greg said.

"I'm going to cal Grissom. He will come and-" bang, crack, the door cracked a little more. Nick ran to the phone and called Grissom.

Greg stood up and walked over to the door. CRACK! It cracked almost all the way. He jumped back and ran over to the room where Nick was and shut the door to the room.

"What are you doing?" Sara asked

"If she gets in I don't want Nick in danger, she doesn't know he is in here. If she gets us she won't kill us but probably take us home with her. Then we can stall us some time. He can help us." Greg said fast.

" She doesn't know our here either! You go hide with him!" Sara told him.

"No way I'm going to leave you." He said looking at the door. Crack, and the door was down. Standing there was a woman looking about 18 years older then them; black very long hair and a murderous look to her eyes. She had a gun.

"Oh who do we have here?" She asked looking at Greg.

"I'm Greg and I wont let you hurt Sara!" He said glaring at her. She smiled.

"Well what a brave boy! I'd clap but I would drop my gun." She said.

"Now dear dear Sara. I want you and your friend here to get in the back of the truck." She said as if talking to a 5 year old. When she saw that Sara wasn't moving she pointed the gun at Greg. "Or I'll shoot him in the heart." She threatened. Sara got up and nodded. "Good girl" Her mother said and took out a mother gun from behind her back and shot her in the arm. It wasn't a bullet though it was a tranquilizer. Sara fell paralyzed on the floor. Greg ran to her.

"Now you're a good strong boy. Would you be a doll and carry her to the trunk of my car? And don't even think of running or I will shot her." She said.

"You wouldn't, it wouldn't feed the revenge you crave for." Greg said confidently

"You smart to, well the girl has a good taste in me, Strong, smart, brave, and handsome. You'd die for her wouldn't you?" she asked and Greg nodded. "Fine then, I'll shot the boy in the other room talking on the phone." She threatened.

"How'd you know Nick was here?" Greg asked astounded.

"About 23 years in prison you get very keen senses. Now get a move on, Greg." She said. Greg walked over and slowly picked Sara up. He put her in the back of a van and tied her up under gunpoint. He then had to climb in himself and lie down with his hands behind he back. She handcuffed him and smiled. She put something under Greg's nose. He didn't know what it was but it smelt strong and horrible. He soon passed out. She shut and locked the door from the back.

(Sorry its so short but life hast been unkind and have only given me a couple minutes to write this at school. More to come though. Please leave nice comments and no flames please!)

Love,

Rachel