Disclaimer: If I owned CSI, there'd really be another spin-off called 'CSI: Poughkeepsie - Nerds with Badges' featuring Greg and Ryan, as Jonathan Togo suggested. :P

Summary: Greg is kidnapped (again!) Who is behind this evil deed?

Rating: K+

A/N: Well, Emmithar advised me to mention that this story is not to be taken seriously. The question that comes up for me there is of course, if any of my stories are to be taken seriously. :P

This didn't quite turn as I had hoped, but I couldn't resist writing it for the use of the crazy ideas from Em who is mainly to blame for this. ;) Thanks also for the beta:D


Going Astray - Part 1

Dark and menacing fell the night over Las Vegas – well, not really dark because of all the lights in the city, but menacing enough – when Greg Sanders was on his way to work. He was early as his boss had called him to come in, without actually telling him why.

When Greg had parked his car near the lab and was getting out of it, he saw suddenly brown hair vanishing behind a car. Approaching the spot where the person had been that he had thought he had seen, he did not really pay attention to the black van that had pulled up behind the car.

Greg stepped around the vehicle, looking where the person had gone, when a door of the van suddenly opened. He was grabbed and pulled into the vehicle, muffled at the same time and it was soon that he did not know anything anymore.


Greg woke up in darkness. It did not take him long to figure out that the darkness was a result of him being blindfolded, additionally to the fact that his hands were bound behind his back while he was sitting on a chair.

When he lifted his head, he heard the voice of a woman and it sounded awfully familiar.

"Well, Greg, how are you feeling?"

"Not too good," he answered truthfully, trying to force his brain to come up with the correct name to associate the familiar voice with. All he knew for sure was that is was a voice he was afraid of. Was it the old lady in the neighboring flat? Nope. His elementary school teacher? Nope. The dentist? Nope.

Just when another name was lighting up in his head, the blindfold was removed and Greg noticed that his last idea had been right.

"Catherine."

"Yeah, it's me," the blonde woman smiled, holding the flashlight in her hand this way so that Greg could see her, while he did not see anything else of the room that hid in darkness.

"Why are you doing this?" Greg inquired.

"You know too much."

Greg could only look puzzled at this statement.

"Really?" Catherine asked. "Okay, the real reason is that I don't have one-hundred percent of the screen time yet. You're standing in the way of reaching this goal. Once I've got your 0.3 percent, I will-"

Another voice spoke up out of the darkness. "Cath, this isn't only your work here, you know." Warrick stepped into the shine of Catherine's flashlight.

"Warrick!" Greg exclaimed, hope rising in him.

"Yeah," the other man nodded.

"Warrick, please help me. We're both victims here… once Catherine will have gotten rid of me, you'll be the next!"

Warrick did not have the chance to reply anything, as a third voice was sounding through the room.

"Well, Greggo, did you once again fall for me?" Sara smirked, approaching the group.

"Sara," Greg said unbelieving, recognizing the person he had been seeing and following, before he had been captured. "You were the bait!" he added.

Sara smiled. "You've always been a clever guy, Greg."

"Sara, you don't want to do this, please…" Greg pleaded.

"Somehow all this makes me feel queasy," another person said suddenly, sounding nervous.

Greg sighed relieved. "Nick! Finally a friend!"

Sara's brief protest was silenced by Catherine, and when Nick approached them, Greg addressed him again.

"Nick, you'll help me, won't you? We have a relationship, don't we?"

Nick shrugged. "This whole situation makes me nervous… kidnapping, darkness, blazing lights… I don't feel well…"

"It's over, Nick, it's over, remember?" yet another man's voice was heard.

Nick nodded bravely, muttering quietly to himself.

"Grissom," Greg stated, understanding dawning on him. "You're the mastermind of this."

"Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them," Grissom quoted, not caring if it fitted or not. Then he looked around in the group, as if expecting somebody to say anything to this.

When nobody did so, Greg sighed, looking at the people who were assembled around him.

"What do you want with me?" he asked, when suddenly a cell-phone went off.

"Time to go, guys," Catherine announced. "Shift is going to start in fifteen."

Everybody was about to leave, when Greg called after them. "Hey, what's with me? My shift starts in fifteen as well."

Grissom stopped, turning back to Greg, while the others walked out of the room.

"It will be taken from your vacation time," he explained, before he walked off as well.

"That's highly unfair!" Greg said to an empty room.

TBC…

Up next:

What does the CSI team want with Greg? Who will save him? Will it ever be over for Nick?