AN: hey its ILU Greg. Im sorry I needed so long with this chapter, but I had so much to do for school plus I had a writer's block. So I hope you´ll like this one. PLEASE review!

Chp 4

"Come on man we can talk about it, ok?" Greg almost cried.

"Haha! Yeah, yeah! You little son of a bitch!"

SLAP !

Greg winced in pain. "I´ll do everything you want. Just let me go!"

SLAP !

"Shut up, you fucking bastard! Im going to make you suffer! Its all youre fault, bastard!"

SLAP!

"What? I didnt do anything" Greg complained and tightly shut his eyes as the man hit him once with his fist on the right side of his mouth and then took a knife and sliced a short wound under his left eye. Greg cried out loud.

"Oh, did that hurt?" The man asked sarcastic and laughed." Thats not half the pain I got you fucking son of a bitch!" And he hit Greg again

Back at the lab

"Okay" Nick began as he shoved the tape once again in the VCR. "There! Look, the Nissan"

"You saw that?" Sara asked nobody in particular.

"Yeah Someones sitting in the back" Grissom answered.

"But I dont think well get a good pic from this guy, he wo-" Warrick began.

"Gimme that!" Nick shouted. "Ill give it to Archie. Im not going to let one of my best friends die!" He yelled at them and went straight to the A/V lab.

Grissom sighed

"Man it got him hard" Warrick said absently.

"What do you think! That he would be happy that Greg was kidnapped!" Sara asked with a dangerous voice.

"Sara" Grissom warned.

"Yeah right Im getting personally too involved with the case. Maybe I could just pretend, that its not my friend who got kidnapped." She replied angry and stormed out of the break room.

"Man, were all going crazy. We have to remain calm to get him back" Warrick said. "Gris? Youre talking to Sara? See what you can do? We meet at the A/V lab" He offered.

"Yeah, sure" Grissom answered.

Locker room

"My office, now. Please" Grissom added.

Grissoms office

"Are you okay?" Grissom asked.

"I´m fine" Sara mumbled as she shifted nervously on the couch.

Grissom crouched down in front of her. "What is it Sara?" He asked.

No answer

"Sara? Honey?" He tried again.

Sara lowered her head to hide her tears and swallowed hard.

Grissom saw a tear roll down her cheek. "Oh Sara." He pulled her in a gentle hug and she begun to sob lightly. "Shh honey. Its going to be all right, okay? Were going to find him. I promise." Grissom reassured her.

AN: Hope you liked it. The next ones from my co-worker death-on-arrival.