Hello all CSI fans and most of all, all the Morganders fans I'm so excited that you liked my last chapter I love all the support and love in the comments and now for your reading pleasure here is the next chapter.

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She was trying so hard to break the glass to get to him and he was saying something but she couldn't hear it, the men behind her grew closer and she knew that soon she would be taken. Hot tears fell down her cheeks as she knew that her strength alone wouldn't break the barrier, just as the man wrapped his arms around her she jolted awake. The night left her with the inability to navigate where she was, what she did know was that she was somewhere in the desert.

She walked for what felt like hours, maybe in the wrong direction away from where she should be. She shivered as another cold air rushed her body, the temperature in deserts dropped at night and with her outfit she was looking at a possible case of hypothermia. The wind howled and with them began the tricks that her mind played on her, was that a wild animal, had her kidnappers come back for her, she shuttered at the thought causing her to began to run but being so drained from her past few days events she stopped quickly out of breath and out of hope, just when she was about to give up she reached an overhang that overlooked the wonderful sight of home, she was almost there.

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From the instant they had let her go Greg sat unwilling to give up any information. He sat on the floor of the cold cell that they had moved him to, Frank had no proof of Morgan's safety and he had refused anything until he knew anything. Sure Frank and his Henchmen were prepping for the extraction of the whereabouts of the tape but something grew inside of Greg as he thought out how to get past pain to stay strong.

"Mr. Sanders, I've given you the time have you decided to tell us what we want to know?" Frank looked at Greg hoping for a surrender but all he got was a dark glare from him and nothing but silence which angered him.

"Suit yourself Gregory, just know that Jack and Hutch here have mastered the art of extraction." Frank nodded to the two men who then walked to Greg and roughly yanked him from the ground and forced him out of from yet another room and into another with a dentist chair. This chair however was unlike the normal chair he sat in during a cleaning, this one had straps and next to it a tray of knives and syringes, he wanted to try to back away but with the grip that Jack and Hutch had he found it unlikely.

"Strap him in," the men threw him in the chair applying maximum force of pressure on both his ankles and wrists as he struggled to break free to no prevail. Fear was evident in his eyes though he tried to hide it from his face, if he had any chance he had to show he was not weak, that he could take what was going to come. A million things ran through his mind number one being Morgan, was she alive, did she make it back to her father and their friends, he couldn't stand thinking of what Frank may have done to her. His mind also went to not only his friends but his family, how hard was his mother going to take losing her only child? He remembered when he was attacked by the group of "Fannysmackers", when he told his mother she flipped and wanted to immediately drive down to him, he of course told her know but ever since she checks up on him every week. Had the team called her, had they told her that her little boy, her son, the only child she had is missing and that his death was unavoidable? He couldn't think that way anymore, it was breaking him and he couldn't have that.

"Are you ready to begin Gregory?" Frank asked as he lifted a scalpel from the tray.

"I will tell you when I know she is safe, that was the deal!"

"Well we have no time for that, she is a little lost now and I need what you hid now so got ready." A evil grin crept up on Franks face as Greg gave him a face of hate, the games began as he dug the knife into Greg's skin causing him to tense up and grit his teeth.

"I really hope you got to say a good goodbye," Frank let out another cackle as he plunged the scalpel into Greg who let out a scream.

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The sun began to come over the horizon bringing with it an array of beautiful colors, Morgan stopped for a minute, the overlook of the town was farther away than she hoped and she was beginning to feel weaker and weaker, she was almost there she couldn't give up yet she had to make it for Greg. She began to cry when she thought about him, what was happening to him right now? The endless possibilities filled her head, maybe he was stuck in a room alone to be driven insane, maybe they were torturing him and his screams couldn't be heard through the walls of that damned place, or maybe they were digging his grave and she was too late. She knew she had told him to just tell them but now she hoped that his stubbornness kicked in, if he withheld it he was of use whereas if he told them he was disposable.

She had been walking for hours, her feet hurt because she was barefoot, heels were not an ideal walking shoe, she felt like she would never make it. She wondered if they had sent out a search team out to look for them, though with nothing to go on, the desert was probably the last place they would check. She was so thirsty and hungry, they hadn't given her anything while they were there, she wondered if they were going to starve Greg. Why did she say anything to him when she had the chance, she kicked herself about it the whole time she walked. When all hope for her seemed lost she heard an amazing noise, car horns, she had made it.

She hadn't had any luck flagging anyone down, with her appearance she probably scared them away. She was however able to push on and walk to the nearest hospital, lucky for her the BOLO for her and or Greg so the hospital teams knew of her. Two doctors and a nurse rushed to her as she staggered into the Emergency Room, they quickly seated her into a wheel chair and brought her into a quiet room. The questions were flying at her, what was her name, what the date was, the year, if she knew who she was all while they hooked her to IVs and checked her vitals, one doctor checked the cut on her head from where the men had hit her to knock her out.

"My dad, call my dad his name is Conrad Ecklie," Her voice was small and she looked at no one as they worked on her, the occasional flinch from the needles being place in her.

"We called him, he is on his way, Morgan," the one called Dr. Bryer said to her as he plashed a pen light into her eyes which she backed away from. She was so tired, so weak and with everything she just passed out.

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She later awoke to the beeping of a machine that read her bp and heart rate, it was night again and as she searched the room she saw her father in an arm chair snoring soundly, just a year ago the places where switched, tears fell down her face as she smiled so happy to see him. The sound of her sniffle caused him to stir, it took him to realize where he was while he stretched but when he did he whipped around to her and smiled.

"Morgan," there was a small catch in his throat as tears welled in his eyes, she had put him through so much and each time he had been there for her without fall. He embraced her in such a manner she believed that he would never go and she didn't want him to, she cried with him, all the tears that she had for being able to see him again, for making it through the desert, and most of all for Greg where ever he was.

"Dad, he is still out there, is the team close?" She pulled away from him when she found that he had no answer, his face was solemn with a tinge on melancholy and instantly she began to panic, had they lost hope or worse had they found him dead?

"Honey, I want you to get rest, tomorrow the team want to question you, it's going to be tough and it is going to be exhausting but for now there is no lead on where he is." Her face scrunched up as she looked away and began to cry again, she left him and now he was lost.

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Nick and Sara stood in silence on the elevator, they knew that what they were going to do was not going to be easy and it would take its toll not only on them but on Morgan, making her relive this was going to be heartbreaking. Nick looked at Sara who stared down at the floor, both of them mirrored each other in appearance, they hadn't slept in days and this gave them the zombie effect. The door dinged to their destination, they looked at each other and sighed as the doors opened.

"Are you ready?" Nick asked her.

""As ready as I will ever be," she sighed and together they entered her room.

The initial feeling was happiness to see her, they smiled and Sara cried as they hugged her, Nick did the same. Just as soon as they sat the tears that were happiness turned to ones of fear and heartache as they all remembered why Sara and Nick had to come.

"Listen Morgan, we don't want you to feel overwhelmed, if this gets to be too much for you let us know, we know that this is going to be hard." Nick placed his hand on top of hers and she just smiled with tears in her eyes as she soldiered on. Sara looked to Ecklie who nodded and go up.

"Sweetheart, do you want me here for this?"

"It's okay dad, I'll be fine, can you get me food from the café?"

"Sure," he smiled and walked out. Sara and Nick then turned their attention to Morgan.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes." Sara set a recorder on the bed next to Morgan's left leg and turned it on.

"Okay Morgan, let's start from the beginning, when they first took you."

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Greg shook from pain, his whole body was racked with pain but he had done it, he hadn't told Frank and his men anything. The room that he was it was cold but to him it felt like the Antarctic, he must have a fever he thought, knowing this he knew that it wasn't good, did that mean there was infection? Frank had left his strapped in the chair so all Greg could to was stare at the ceiling and wonder how slow Frank was going to make his death. A single teardrop slid down the side of his face, he wished he could wipe it away, that he could stop thinking of all the bad that was happening, to do that he just had to think of a happy place.

This happy place that he made wasn't some place full of supermodels like his old self would have wanted, no this place was with his friends. Nick and Sara stood their laughing with drinks in hand, they must have spotted him because now they where gesturing for him to join. Russell and Finn where behind the bar welcoming him warmly, to his surprise even the ones he lost or who left where their too, Katherine and Grissom and God was that Warrick? He was the happiest he ever was, then he saw her, it was Morgan and he immediately walked to her giving her the most passionate kiss he could, he couldn't have come with a better place, unfortunately they place wasn't real and tomorrow he would have to return to the hell where he was really located, but for now it was this haven that he created that he stayed.