I know she wasn't in this story before, but I've thrown Morgan in here this chapter :) Please enjoy! x
"Greg, new scene. We're meeting in the parking garage in five." Nick told him as he passed the break room where Greg sat.
Greg nodded to him and then looked down into his stale cup of coffee. He'd been sat with it the best part of an hour and only taken about two sips. It was a few days after his second appointment with his psychiatrist, to which Catherine had gone with him, and he was surprised he managed to keep it together when he was speaking to her.
"There were a lot of them. Maybe six or seven men." Greg told her. "At first they'd bound my hands and legs together so it was really hard to fight back." He laughed quietly. "Not that I'd be able to fight back if I wasn't tied, but anyway. They didn't do a lot to start with. I think it was because they taped my mouth shut, 'cause when they took the tape off, that's when it got serious. I can't control my blabber mouth." He told her, looking to Catherine with the slightest smile.
"And what did they start off by doing?" She asked him.
He sighed. "I was just verbal at the beginning. I think that's why I got myself in trouble, because when I could talk I could defend myself. After I'd said a few things back to them, one of the guys, he was like the boss I was guessing; he punched me square in the face. I couldn't even move out the way 'cause I didn't see it coming. I was blindfolded ever since they got. I have no idea what they look like. They took it off at one point but when they covered my eyes up again they were wearing masks."
"Soon they were all attacking me, and then soon after that, the real violence began."
He stood up and poured the coffee down the sink before making his way to the locker room, grabbing his kit and heading down to the parking lot.
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They pulled up to a house out in the desert, the whole team was there since there were three bodies, and there were no other cases.
"How did someone find out about this place? It's miles away from anything." Nick asked Russell, pushing his sunglasses up his nose.
"A few kids were hiking, apparently it's part of this thing they're doing for school, they came across it by chance, went to have a look around and, well here we are." Russell told him as they all went inside.
"Right, there are two bodies down in the basement, one's out back. Everybody take your pick." Russell told them.
"I'll take outside with someone." Sara piped up first.
Morgan walked over to her, "I'll go with Sara."
"Alright, then we're in the basement." Russell said to Nick, Greg and Catherine.
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"Well somebody wasn't very happy with this guy." Nick stated as he reached the bottom of the stairs leading to the basement and saw their two bodies.
"Looks like somebody used him as a punch bag." Catherine said as she bent down next to a man who was severely beaten.
Russell went over to the other body and took a photograph. "This guy has a tattoo on his wrist. It could help us identify him. Looks like a single gunshot to his chest."
Greg put his case on the floor and stared at the body Russell was over.
They ripped the blindfold off of his eyes. It took his eyes a while to adjust to the dimly lit room, but soon Greg could see the room around him. The CSI in him kicked in and he looked around for anything that could help him know where he was, or who the people were keeping him captive.
He looked around and saw the stone walls stained with a leak of grimy liquid that had gradually ran down the wall from a pipe sticking out slightly. He didn't have chance to look at anything else before a man in a mask appeared before him, and before he was hit in the face, Greg saw the tattoo on his wrist.
Tearing his eyes away from the tattoo on the man's wrist, Greg quickly looked up to the walls and looked at each one of them until he saw it. The stain at the top of the wall.
Without telling the others, he shot up the stairs, stumbling as he went and ran outside. He ran to his Denali and quickly grabbed the pill bottle lying on his passenger seat. He popped the lid off with shaky fingers and quickly put one of the tablets in his mouth. He turned around and saw Russell jogging out of the house and he knew he needed to calm down. He took a few deep breaths before Russell reached him and leaned on his car heavily, wiping his face. "Hey, you alright?" Russell asked once he reached Greg.
Greg turned his head to him and nodded. "Yeah, I err, I just, I thought I was gonna' be sick." He told him jumpily.
"You want to head back to the lab?" Russell asked him, concern shining through his voice.
Greg smiled nervously at him and shook his head. "No, I'll be alright. Just give me a minute."
Russell nodded. "Alright, we'll see you back inside."
Greg smiled at him as he went and rubbed his hands over his face. What was he going to do?
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"Is he alright?" Catherine asked Russell as he came back down the stairs.
"Yeah, he just didn't feel well. He said he'll be back down in a minute." Russell told her and Nick.
They were all concerned for him but they were relieved when he came back down a minute later. "You alright, man?" Nick asked him.
He smiled the best he could and nodded. "Yeah, I just didn't feel good." He told them and then looked down to his case, grabbing something out of it.
Catherine, Nick and Russell shared a look with each other. Something wasn't right. They carried on working and they all noticed Greg was acting weird. They just didn't know why.
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Russell had finished with his and Greg's body first, so he told Nick and Catherine he was going back to the lab to take his evidence, and he asked Greg if he'd go with him just in case there was another scene to go to when they got back. He knew full well that he would have been contacted but he felt the young CSI needed a break, so made a reason for him to leave.
Nick and Catherine were almost finished now too, they just had one thing left to do.
"Right, are you ready for me to do the lights?" Nick asked as Catherine prepared her luminal.
"Yeah." Nick flicked the switch at the top of the stairs and stared in shock as the whole room lit up with blue smears and splatters everywhere. "Oh my God."
Catherine looked back at him. "This place looks like it was a blood bath."
Nick nodded his agreement, "I'll take some swabs, see if it comes back to anyone."
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"Hey, do you know if we have a hit on the blood yet?" Nick asked as he joined Russell walking through the lab.
His pager beeped and Russell smiled. "We do now."
They walked to Hodges' lab and were a bit confused when he shut the door behind him. "What's going on Hodges?" Nick asked him with a confused smile.
"The blood in the basement, it came back with three donors. Two were from two of the bodies in the house." He told them, nibbling nervously on his bottom lip.
"What about the third one?" Russell asked with a frown.
Hodges swallowed. "It was hit. To Greg Sanders."
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