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Spoilers: All episodes that have aired in the US.

A/N: Thank you to all my reviewers! You guys are awesome. Anyhow, we are headed for the exciting conclusion with unnecessary explosions and Super H saving the day, but there should one or two chapters after this. Off to see Super H. LOL

Greg heard them coming and dropped the phone. He prayed that they had been on the phone long enough to trace the call, or at least get close.

He pulled the gun out, praying he wouldn't need to use it. Greg was alarmed to see that his hand was shaking. His eyes met Savannah's.

Her dark, cold eyes locked into his. Greg could almost feel the hot anger burning through her, but got the feeling she needed him alive, though Savannah could probably make him wish he wasn't.

"So are going to shoot me, or will you put the gun down like a good boy so we can talk about this?"

Greg looked her. "Why do you need me alive anyway?" If they wanted him dead they would have done it by now.

Savannah ignored his question. She had just spotted the boy's cell phone that Greg had 'borrowed'. "Who did you call?!" Greg remained silent. "Did you call you crime lab buddies to come help you? Because they are heading straight for trap!"

Greg looked at her in shock. Suddenly, a warning that came a half second to late brought him to his senses. Just as Tim's warning came, a baseball bat came from nowhere to connect with his wrist. The gun dropped as Greg howled in pain and surprise. He felt something break, but managed to stand his ground. Greg looked up to see the other guy that had grabbed him was holding the bat. The young man took another swing and Greg Sanders was out cold on the floor.

Outside the front door, a group of CSIs were waiting as an old Buick pulled up to the seen. Jack and his dog climbed out of the car and joined them. Horatio looked at the old building in front of them. He knew they didn't have much time left the Mela Noches decided to find a new location, so he turned to address his team.

"All right, we're obviously here to find CSI Sanders. We believe he's in basement of the hotel, and we have at least three armed suspects on location. They are holding him hostage so we need to be careful." Caine wasn't sure what else needed to be said. They all knew what was at stake here. The group approached the door.

Greg found himself lying on a cold, concrete floor. He opened his eyes and realized he was staring down the barrel of the revolver. He didn't move, not wanting to agitate his captors any more than he all ready had. The young man watching him looked down indifferently.

If he had a headache before, it had become a migraine. Greg's head felt kind of funny. He knew he needed some kind of medical attention, sooner rather than later. Greg could also hear other people walking around the building. It sounded like the other two were trying to do something elsewhere in the hotel. He turned to Tim Speedle.

What are they doing? Greg had a really bad feeling about this.

"I think they're setting bombs. I followed them while you were out cold. They said something about tying up all the loose ends before this is over." Speed sounded as worried as worried as Greg felt.

Guess you may be talking to your friends sooner than you think. Greg thought bitterly.

"That's not funny." Speed responded. "H will find a way out of this. He always does."

Any idea when those timers are going to go off?

"They're set to about five minutes, so they're not going have a lot of time to get out of here. I assume they'll set off the bombs before right they leave."

Well, I told Sara I was in the basement, they know here to look for me. Greg just hoped help would arrive soon. At least he hoped it would.

Jack and Horatio walked up to door. Sara, Calligh, Eric and Ryan followed them. Jack pounded on the door. "Miami-Dade PD, anybody home?" he shouted at the door, following protocol before he kicked down the door.

Much to his surprise, the door opened, and three people ran out. Two were waving guns around a third was caring a baseball bat. Jack and Horatio ordered them drop their weapons. Having no desire to be shot, Savannah and her two co-conspirators submitted to the request.

Jack looked at them. "Where's Greg?"

Savannah just laughed at him. "You mean that boy we found? He's still in there. Why don't your CSIs go find him?"

Sara ran out of patience right then. "Where is he?!" She leveled her gun at the suspect. It didn't have much an effect. Savannah was not giving him up that easily.

Lt. Caine saw where this was going and stopped it before Sara got herself into trouble for shooting an unarmed suspect. "I've got another idea." He looked at Jack. "Ziggy's trained to track people, right?"

Jack nodded and gave a peculiar whistle. The animal was immediately at his side. Sara saw what they where doing and grabbed the jacket Greg had left in the Hummer previously. Ziggy, the three-legged police dog gave it a sniff and ran into the hotel, followed by Sara. Jack and Horatio ran off behind them.

Ziggy sniffed around the lobby, trying o find the scent of the funny human that had petted him in truck. The scent lead him straight to a staircase. The human's mate was right behind him. Ziggy knew they belonged together, even if the humans didn't.

Ziggy could also smell the bombs, but focused on finding Greg. The scent was coming from the far corner of room. The dog ran over to him, with three humans in tow and another three close behind them..

They heard a hoarse sounding laugh as Ziggy ran over to Greg. "Good boy," he croaked. They had found him. The dog stepped back for a moment and looked at Speed, who grinned at the dog. Ziggy wagged his tail.

Right behind Ziggy was Sara. Greg was so happy, he almost forgot to tell them they had about three minutes before they were all blown to kingdom come.

"Sara, we've got to get out here right now." Greg gasped. He was having a hard time breathing, thanks to a few cracked ribs. He supposed he should feel lucky that they hadn't punctured a lung. "There's a bomb." He tried to get up, but was overcome by dizziness, and his ankle wasn't exactly helping.

Sara heard Greg say bomb, and watched as her friend tried to get up. Horatio and Jack caught up with her, and helped Greg to his feet. Sara told them about the bomb and they were headed out the door.

They ran out of the building, Greg supported between Horatio and Sara. The bomb exploded just as they got clear of the area. Greg vaguely heard someone shouting for a paramedic.

A/N: Well, that was exciting. Please tell me what you think! This should wrap up pretty soon, but I'm thinking about a sequel. Thanks for reading!