Battered Bruised Broken Alive Chp 3

Back at the crimescene…

Grissom and Sara had perimeter, while Catherine and Greg had the main area where it was believed where the 3 of them were taken.

"Any luck?" Sara asked Grissom as they were combing though weeds and bushes for any hopeful evidence.

"No. Nothing." Grissom said sighing

"Its like the guy just takes the girl, waits for Warrick and Nick, takes them without leaving a single trace of evidence behind, except a handful of witnesses who didn't bother getting the license plate or go after them." Sara said as she was having conflicting thoughts in her head.

"Things come to those who wait." Grissom said in his usual poetic way.

"Well, its time we DON'T have."

"Yeah."

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Grissom and Sara made their way to where Catherine and Greg were.

"Find anything?" Catherine asked hopeful.

"Hell no. Not one damn thing." Sara said with aggravation in her voice.

"I haven't either."

"Greg, did you find anything at all?" Grissom asked.

"Nope. Completely clean."

"So, as of right now, we have nothing. Just great." Catherine said in her deep voice this time.

Tonight, it was going to be one of those horrid shifts and neither of them would get any sleep until the girl and their CSI's were brought back home.

Alive.

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Hmmmm. They're getting too close. I know how to fix that. She won't be talking when she's done. Maybe, I shouldn't have left them with her. But, maybe this is how it should really go.

"Rick, Bobby! Ya'll come on! We've got a job to do!" Although, he was thinking, 'Someone' to do…..

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(Gabby's point of Veiw)

I look up at Nick.

"Do you think we will be getting out alive?" I ask getting sad.

"Our team, of CSI's are on the case. Of course we'll get out alive. They're very good at finding even the smallest piece of evidence. They'll find us." Nick tried his best to assure me.

Thought, it didn't work.

"Somehow, I wanna believe that. But I don't feel it."

"Just try not to think about it. It might pass. Just think good things."

I sigh. I look up to Warrick. He winks and smiles a small smile. I guess to cheer me up. I smile back at him the best I can. Despite the cold,

I hear something. I can tell Nick and Warrick hear it too. I'm scared because I know its, someone.

For some reason, I remember my pink iPod nano in my front pocket. I quickly get it out and give it to Nick. He looks confused by my actions.

"It's mine. Take care of it. Please?"

"Sure. But, you're not going anywhere." Nick says determinably.

"We don't know that." but I can feel it. "Just please? Take it?" I plead.

"I'll take care of it. I promise."

"Thanks you."

The basement door opens. There are 3 guys this time… Each one new except 1 which I still don't know his name.

"Ok, we're going to play a little game. Anyone argues, fights back, or resists, the person picked will be hurt. Hurt even more if we plan on doing anything. Got it?" He demanded more than asked actually.

We all nod.

"Good. We're playing ennie-meenie-minie-mo. I'm sure you all know how that works. Now, we start with the girl."

I nod for some reason, but understanding the rules of this treacherous game.

"Ennie, meenie, minie, mo."

Mo. That's me.

"Catch a tiger by his toe."

Toe. Me again.

"If he hollers, let him go."

Go. Me yet again. Oh no. Its going to be who goes. This will be the ultimate sacrifice I make. Nick and Warrick deserved to be spared.

"Ennie, meenie, minie…mo."

Me.

Suddenly, I get grabbed by the arm.

"You deary; get to come with us." Two guys grab me.

I look back to Warrick and Nick. I am willing them to just stay there.

I thought about what the madmen was going to do with me.

All I could think about, is torture.

That, was the last night, I went without pain.

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TBC…

A/n: Sorry it seemed REALLY short..but ne ways hope ya like the chp plz leave a review!! Next chp should b up shortly..

Sara