Greg had listened to Nick's angry muttering for a while until he went silent for some weird reason. Greg sighed and looked back out the car window, ignoring the triumphant glances that Mickel kept giving him through the review mirror. The car pulled up at some abandoned house on the outskirts of Vegas. When Greg was pulled roughly from the car by Mickel and was thrown to the ground, he had caught a sight of the casinos. Mickel laughed and pulled Greg, painfully, from the ground. Greg winced but kept quiet. Ronny had walked quickly around the car and to the boot.

"Uh, boss, I think ya better look at dis." He said, staring into the trunk. Mickel gave an impatient sigh and dragged Greg to the boot of the car with him. Greg's eyes widened as he caught sight of Nick unconscious in the boot with blood slowly trickling down the side of his head.

"Great, just what I needed, a concussion." Mickel laughed as he pulled Greg towards the run down house. Ronny pulled Nick out of the boot and dragged him towards the house. Greg was shoved into what can only be described as a lounge. It had one run down and stained sofa on one side of the room with a threadbare carpet underneath it. On the other side of the room there was a rickety wooden table covered with files and a radio sitting on top of those files. Greg fell to the floor heavily and watched with a heavy heart as Nick was dragged upstairs. Mickel walked around Greg, watching his every move. Mickel prodded Greg's side with his foot.

"Ah, come on, Pipsqueak , show some signs of life." He growled, when Greg showed no response, he aimed a hard kick to Greg's ribs. There was a loud crack and Greg cried out in pain. Mickel smiled evilly.

"There, that's better." He laughed cruelly. Greg wished his hands weren't tied behind his back so he could hug his sides. Mickel crouched down, lifting Greg's chin off the floor. Mickel smiled when he saw those pain filled tears swimming in Greg's eyes.

"Oh, this is going to be so much fun." He sighed excitedly. He grinned at Greg.

"Can't you see how much fun this going to be, Greggy boy?" He laughed, "No wait, you don't, since it is going to be fun only for me." Greg let out a small groan in response. Ronny quickly ran down the stairs.

"He is secured upstairs, boss." Ronny said, his eyes glinting. Mickel nodded.

"Good, take the little pipsqueak to join him." He ordered, walking over to the table. Ronny pulled Greg up by his arms, making his sides stretch and hurting Greg's rib. Greg cried out in pain but Ronny just ignored him and continued to pull him roughly up the stairs. Ronny pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door before pulling Greg into a dark room. He pulled Greg over to the wall opposite the door and pushed him to the ground. Greg whimpered quietly as Ronny crouched down as well, searching for something on the floor. He found it and wrapped it around Greg's ankle, securing it in place with a loud snap. Ronny pulled Greg forward and cut through the tape of his wrists before quickly departing the room and locking the door.

Greg let his eyes adjust to the light before he stood up. He moved around the room, there were two beds, one each on the side walls. Greg could just sit down on the bed on the right hand side before the shackle on his ankle was pulled at by the chain attaching him to the wall. There was a low moan from the left side of the room, Greg stood up and quickly moved to the left hand corner of the room. Nick was slumped against the wall, his hand raised to his head.

"Nick, you alright?" Greg asked worriedly. Nick opened his eyes and tried to focus on Greg's face.

"Forget me, Greggo, how are you?" He asked hoarsely. Greg gave a small laugh.

"Peachy." He answered shortly. Nick gave a small chuckle before standing up. He walked towards the door before his amount of chain ran out and he fell onto his face. Nick groaned and pushed himself off the floor.

"We'd better watch that," He muttered. Greg gave a small laughed and went back to his bed and tried to lie down but found out the chain was too short. Greg stood up and pulled his bed down so it was closer to the back wall, Nick did the same to his bed. Greg lay down on his bed and sighed.

"Why us, Nick?" He asked quietly. Nick laid down on his bed with a sigh.

"I don't know, Greggo, I don't know." He simply answered.

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Ruby smiled at Grissom as her phone rang.

"Excuse me, I have to take this." She apologized before quickly darting out of the room. Grissom sighed and looked to Archie who focused back on his other case, not wanting to think about Greg or Nick.

"Why does Greg have to go through this again?" Archie asked Grissom quietly. Grissom gave a small shrug.

"I don't know, Archie, I don't know." He admitted bitterly before standing up and leaving the room. Grissom walked silently through the hallway, before hearing Ruby's voice and stopping. The door to the room she was in was opened a crack and Grissom moved closer, so he could hear her clearly.

"Yes, Uncle, I understand…but…" Ruby sighed. "Yes, Uncle, I understand it's his fault that Father is dead but does have to go through this again? He is just a kid after all and his team is pretty annoyed that you have two of their team." Grissom moved closer in, shocked by what he heard. Was she part of Greg and Nick's kidnapping?

Ruby gave a small laugh.

"So when should I expect to see the video? Yes, Uncle, I understand, tell Ronny I said hi, okay? Alright bye-bye, love you too." Grissom heard her phone snap shut so he quickly moved. Grissom quickly walked to his office where he shut his door and locked it. Grissom moved to his phone and dialled Brass's number.

"It's Grissom, can you get me the personal files for Ruby Clare?" He asked quickly.

"No, I'll explain to you when you get here…see you in five." Grissom hung up the phone and started to pace around his office. True to his word, five minutes later Brass arrived at Grissom's office. There was a loud knock on the door. Grissom quickly crossed the room and unlocked the door, letting Brass inside before shutting the door and locking it again. Brass put the file on Grissom's desk and sat down.

"So, are you going to tell me what this is all about?" Brass asked. Grissom sat down in his chair and told Brass about the phone call. Grissom grabbed the file and flicked through it. He sighed unhappily and pointed out a section to Brass.

"She dropped her families name when she turned 18, look what it was." Brass stared at Grissom in amazement.

"Malinsky? But isn't that the name of…" Grissom nodded.

"Look at her family." Grissom said. Brass looked down at the file and sighed.

"Father: Renaldo Malinsky, her uncle is Mickel and her cousin is Ronny." Brass read out, staring at Grissom. Grissom nodded.

"And I think Mickel has got her to believe that Greg is responsible for her father's death." Grissom said coldly.

Brass shrugged.

"Do you think she is involved in the kidnapping or is just a coincidence?" Brass asked. Grissom shrugged.

"I don't know but I'm going to find out!" He said harshly.

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I'm sorry it's taken so long and it's so short but it's all my tired and worn out brain can get out…

Please read and review anyway.

Luv HGP