Ok so heres the next chapter. Um.. my only note is that after this chapter, the rest of the team will be coming into the story. So, just bare with me and don't forget to check out my other story I have going on right now "Completely Helpless" but be sure to read the summary first. Thanks everyone!

Chapter 2- Her Fault

Sara was terrified. She was still standing over by the counter with the cashier, who looked even more distraught then Sara felt.

Right now, all Sara could think about was Greg. She knew that was his legs over there and that they weren't moving.

He can't be dead.

"Ok, I want everyone over here now! Stay out of site and if you have and phones or anything like that, hand them over. If you don't, then you better hope it doesn't ring because I am not afraid to use this" He yelled and held his gun in the air.

"Over here NOW!" He screamed.

Sara looked at the lady, nodded to her and all three ladies, one holding on tightly to a child, slowly made their way over to where the gunman was standing.

As Sara got closer, more and more of Greg became visible was lying on his stomach with his head turned towards her feet.. Sara could see a gash surrounded by blood on his forehead. He had been knocked out.

"Ok, sit down right here. I've got some stuff to take care of. If you would like to try running, you could end up like this guy, or worse." He pointed his gun towards Greg, then went up to the front of the store.

Everyone now was sitting (except for Greg.) Sara looked over at the two ladies. They were terrified.

"What are we going to do? I have to get my child out of here!" The woman whispered frantically.

"Calm down. I don't think this guy has done this much. As long as we do what he says, then we have a good chance. Now, we just stick together. So, what are your names?" Sara knew she needed to calm then down as bet she could.

"Diana. And this is Gabby." She looked down at the little girl still help tightly in her mom's arms. Sara nodded to them, and looked over at the cashier.

"Um.. Mallory. Do you think this guy is going to be alright? Didn't you two come here together?" She choked out. Sara smiled at her. She had to be in her early twenties.

"Yes, we did. We work together. At the crime lab." Sara regretted saying this.

The women's eyes lit up.

"So you're a cop? You can get us out of here, right?" Diana asked with pleading eyes.

"I'm not a cop, I'm a CSI. So is Greg." She looked down at Greg. "Like I said, our best bet is to wait." Sara knew that wasn't what they wanted to hear, but it was the truth.

"Wait? What if he does that to one of us." Again, the motionless Greg was brought into focus.

"I don't think he will do that to us. Greg is the only guy here; he wanted to take out his biggest threat." Sara said slowly.

"You're right Sara, he's not very good at this."

Whoever said this said it very quietly. She looked at Diana and Mallory, both shook their head. They all looked down at Greg.

"Greg?" Sara whispered.

Greg's eyes opened slowly. He looked around at the people staring at him, then everywhere else.

"Sara's right. Don't try anything stupid, ok? We will get out." He said quietly and quickly then his eyes snapped shut again.

Sara wanted him to keep them opened, but realized why he closed them when the gunman came around the corner.

"I'm hearing a little too much chatting right now. I don't like it." He stepped over the Greg, kicked him really hard in the side.

They all winced. Sara noticed Greg's face scrunch up a little, but was amazed at how he didn't scream in pain.

"Ha. Didn't hurt him too bad; he's unconscious. But it will hurt later. But that's a warning. I don't like to hurt girls, so unless you do something really stupid, then I will just use him to show you guys I mean business. Now, not so much talking." He turned around and went back to where he came from.

They all just kind of sat there, looking at Greg. He kept his eyes shut for a second, but slowly opened them eventually.

"Are you ok?" Mallory whispered.

Greg looked up at her and felt really sorry for her. She was pretty young, though not much younger than him. She looked like she was about to cry.

"I'm fine" he smiled.

He then looked at little Gabby. She was staring at him like he a ghost. He smiled at the little girl and knew right then that something had to be done.

He started thinking. First thing was to get Gabby and Diana out. But how? He could try to fight the gunman, but that could be really dangerous for everyone in the store. They needed help.

He looked at Sara.

"Did you get your phone?" He said as quietly as possible.

Sara looked at him. Her phone! She had it, but it was really risky to have it here.

She nodded.

Greg slowly got up into a sitting position. The guy may not have been successful in knocking him, but he had been close. He finally managed to get up and leaned against the isle.

"Give it to me." He mouthed.

Sara shook her head.

"Greg, you're hurt and if he sees us with this, God only knows what he'll do."

"Sara, we don't have much of a choice. It could be a while before anyone realizes that we are missing. Now give it to me. I'm only gunna send a text, ok?"

Sara really did not want to do this. It could end up really bad. She looked over at Dianna, Gabby and Mallory, all listening to this conversation. Greg was right, there was not many choices.

"I'll do it" She said, and continued despite Greg's pleas to give it to him.

She sent "Help. Quick&Easy. Hostages" to Grissom. Everything was going well until the very end when the phone made a beeping sound to signify the message had been sent. Sara froze. The other women gasped and started shaking.

"WHAT THE HELL!" The booming voice screamed. They heard footsteps coming at them fast.

Greg didn't think, he just snatched the phone out of Sara's shaking hands just before the gunman rounded the corner.

"I knew I should've tied you up! Dammit! What did you do!" He screamed at Greg and grabbed his shoulders and started shaking him.

Greg wasn't do very good now. He felt sick.

"Please don't! He didn't.." Sara began but was cut off.

"Shut it little lady! He did something stupid.. And now, I think he'll pay for it." He grabbed Greg under his arms, pulled him up to a standing position, but practically pulled him away from the women.

Sara was terrified. This was her fault. She didn't bother to make sure the sound was off completely. It should be her paying for it, not him. She looked over at the others who were all staring at her the most fear she had ever seen. None of them wanted to see what the guy was going to do to Greg. Instead, they heard it.

They heard a lot of banging around, and then a gunshot.

Sara's heart stopped. Her whole world stopped.

Greg was dead.

OK so.. there it is.. thanks for reading and commenting if you do comment!