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Taken

Both teams were stationed outside the warehouse. They watched as several other cops circled the warehouse.

"Ok, let's go," Grissom said once the cops signaled that the area was clear. "I'll take my team through the front." Grissom slowly he walked to the door, gun drawn. He was followed by Warrick, Catherine, Nick and Greg. Horatio led the other things to the back.

Once inside, Grissom's team split in two. Nick and Greg moved slowly down a long hallway. They finally came to a small, dark room.

"I can't find a light switch," Greg whispered.

"I have my flashlight," Nick said, turning it on. "I think I see…" he was cut off when something hard came down over his head. He fell to the floor, unconscious.

"Nick!" Greg exclaimed, rushing to his fallen friend. He stopped when he found a man standing in front of him, and large, steel knife level with his chest.

"At last we meet, Greg Sanders," the man laughed wickedly.

"Where's Jenna!" Greg exclaimed.

"Jenna, huh? You wanna see her again?"

Greg lost it. Before he realized it, he leaped at the man, wrestling him to the ground. "Where's my daughter!"

"You'll be dead before you see her again!" The man suddenly grabbed the knife and plunged it into Greg's side.

"Ah!" Greg cried out in pain as he fell back. Clutching his side to stop the blood, he fought to stay awake.

"You're getting what you deserve, Sanders," the man cackled.

"You'll…never get away…with this," Greg choked out. He leaned his head back as he finally lost consciousness.

The man stared down at Greg. "Time to put you in the storage room." He lifted Greg onto his shoulder and carried him away.

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"Greg! Nick!" Horatio shouted as they went through the warehouse.

"I heard something in there," Ryan said, indicating an open door. "I thought I heard yelling. I hope no one's hurt." He rushed into the room and tripped over Nick.

"Ow!" Nick replied, waking up. His eyes focused on Ryan. "Greg, is that you?"

"No, Nick, it's me, Ryan," Ryan said, getting up and helping Nick to his feet. "I thought Greg was with you."

"He was," Nick said, slightly panicked. "He's gone. That freak took him! Oh god, we have to find him! "I'll never forgive myself if…"

"Nick! It's ok, calm down. We'll find him," Grissom said as Ryan led Nick into the open hallway.

"Ryan!" Calleigh gasped, pointing at his arm. "You must have hurt your arm when you fell."

Ryan stared at the large bloodstain on his sleeve and paled. "It's not mine."

"What?" Warrick asked. He shone his flashlight where Ryan fell, illuminating a large pool of blood. "Oh my…"

"Oh, Greg," Catherine whispered, putting her hand over her mouth.

"He hurt him," Nick said, his heart sinking. "He hurt him and I couldn't stop him."

"He can't have gotten far," Eric said, retreating down the hallway. He was startled when his cell phone rang. "Delcko."

"Eric? It's Frank. We've got a chase. A white van just sped out of the parking lot and is headed for the freeway."

"You think it's out guy?"

"Possibly."

"Greg's hurt, and we think the guy has him."

"Jesus…we'll catch him, don't worry."

"Yeah." Eric hung up and turned to the others. "They might have him, he's on the freeway."

Grissom nodded. "We'll have to run a blood sample, make sure it's Greg's."

Nick frowned. "We need to find him, it's my fault."

"No it's not," Horatio said. "For now, we go to the lab and run the sample."

"Then what?" Ryan asked.

Horatio looked at the blood pool. "Then, we wait."

TBC

Ohh! Suspense! Ok, so what do you think. I'm thinking……4 or 5 more chapters. That depends on what the poll looks like, weather or not Greggo should survive. Help me out! R&R! Tell your friends! Thanx! G