A/N - Not too many chapters left...
"Hi Jenna," said Eric with a smile when he walked into her room. "How you feeling?"
"Fine, for the time being," she answered with a bit of a sigh.
"My name is Eric Delko. You meet my boss, Horatio, the other day. I was wondering if I could ask you about what happened at your apartment." Jenna just nodded. "How many people do you think tried to shoot at you," he asked.
"I don't know. 6…8 maybe," she told him.
"Did you see what any of them looked like," he pushed.
"The ones I saw were Hispanic. I didn't get a good look at them though." Eric's cell started to ring.
"Excuse me," he said leaving the room. "Delko."
"Do you have anything on those pints," Horatio wanted to know. They had recovered a latent set of prints on the side of Calleigh's car.
"Yeah. AFIS said it was a Marcos Martinez. He's part of Mala Noche," Eric replied.
"Thank you, Eric."
"You said they threatened you," wondered Grissom.
"Yeah," Lindsay replied. "They told us that if we didn't do as they said, then they would beat, maybe rape, us." It was very obvious her nerves were rattled.
"Ok. We're going to need to keep you under close surveillance to make sure nothing happens to you," informed Horatio. She just nodded.
"Do you have any idea where Pablo could have taken everybody," Mac questioned.
"No. They never talked about that in front of us," she replied. "They never talked about anything like that in front of us."
Mac's phone rang. "Excuse me. Taylor."
"You aren't off the hook with the money," the voice on the other end stated. "The deadline has been moved to noon, July 4th." He hung up. Horatio and Grissom were walking out about that time.
"The deadline has been move to tomorrow," Mac threw out.
"Tomorrow," Grissom repeated.
"I guess they figure since we have Lindsay, they'll try pressuring us into what they want," stated Mac.
"Well, it's not going to work," Horatio said walking away. Mac and Grissom looked at each other and followed after him.
"What's your plan," Grissom asked out loud for the both of them as soon as they caught up.
"I don't know just yet," Horatio replied putting on his sunglasses.
"Where are we going? Who's gonna stay with Lindsay," Mac demanded, starting to sound a bit irritated. "She needs some place to sleep."
"An officer is going to be with her at all times," replied Horatio, getting into his rental car. "Get in."
"Who's staying with her now," Mac demanded.
"Officer Sanders," Horatio replied simply.
"So what DO you have planned," Grissom questioned.
"Find a place for Lindsay and get our CSIs back," was all Horatio said.
"Lindsay said Stella had gotten her cell phone taken away by the kidnappers' right," remembered Mac dialing numbers on his cell. "Danny? It's Mac. Can you trace Stella's cell?" There was a short pause. "Thanks Danny. Their headed downtown."
"Then that's where we'll go," replied Horatio, pulling out of the paring lot.
"Why would they even keep it," wondered Grissom out loud.
"Maybe they didn't know we could trace it," Horatio told them.
"Pablo," he said when he picked up his cell.
"That girl from the shoot out is still alive," the voice on the other end informed. "She's been talking to the police."
"Make sure she doesn't live to see another day," ordered Pablo just before he hung up his cell and turned his attention to Stella. "Now that we have a little more time to deal with you, why don't you tell me what your little message said." When Stella didn't reply, Marcos picked up the heftiest whip they had and on que, slashed it against her a few times. She rolled over in pain and the other hostages moved away a bit, scared of getting whipped themselves. "You and Diego watch them. Make sure none of them run," Pablo instructed Marcos. Marcos and Diego nodded. "I'll have your heads if one of them does. We can't afford any more mistakes." Diego stood in the doorway once the other four kidnappers left. Alexx started moving towards Stella.
"Leave her alone. You are only going to make things worse for everybody," warned Marcos coolly. Alexx stopped, stared at him for a moment, and then sat down next to Stella. All she could do was stare. It broke her heart to see Stella beaten, bloody, and in pain and she can't do anything about to help her.
"Yeah, H. I found a location on that number you wanted me to run. It's at a Marriot in downtown San Antonio. From what I can tell," Eric reported to Horatio via cell phone, "it's near the River Walk."
"Thank you, Eric," was all he said before hanging up.
"Did he find anything," Mac asked.
"He did," Horatio said simply as they walked into the River Center mall.
"So…" Grissom persuaded. Horatio told them what he had just found out.
"Why would they just grab another hotel room," foundered Mac aloud.
"Why wouldn't they just get rid of the cell phone," Grissom shot back. "They aren't thinking about anything but the here and now."
"Horatio Caine," said a hispanic man leading a group of three other men behind him called. "I didn't expect to see here."
"Wish I could say the same for you Pablo," was all he said.
"You here for vacation," Pablo questioned with an expectant smile.
"No I'm here looking for my missing CSIs. Do you know where they are?"
"Wouldn't know," Pablo said, still smirking.
"It looks like you know where they are," Grissom piped up.
"That smile on your face tells us there is something you're not telling us," chimed Mac.
"No sorry," was all he said.
"We have an eye witness that says you were one of the kidnappers," Horatio informed Pablo.
"Are you sure they didn't make a mistake," he tested.
Grissom's cell started to ring. "If you guys will excuse me a minute. I need to take this a minute. Sara…what do you have?"
"There were no finger pipe, but we did find a fiber on it. We think he might have been wearing gloves. The prints on Catherine's cell phone are hers," she spilled.
"We have a lead as to where he might have taken her," he informed.
"We…" she asked confused.
"Yeah. Horatio Cain from Miami and Mac Taylor from New York got some of their collueges abducted as well," he filled in.
"By the same guys," Sara wondered.
"Yeah. One of Mac's collueges escaped and found us. We ran into some of the kidnappers. Mac and Horatio are talking to them now."
"Can I call you back," she asked.
"Sure," he replied. "What's up?"
"Lindsey just walked in," she responded.
"Let me know if she says anything important," he instructed.
"Okay," she told him, hanging up the phone.
"I told you Cain, I don't know where your little friends are," Pablo stated as Grissom came up. One of the other guys behind Grissom shifted his weight.
"We have a witness that places you as one of the kidnappers," Mac reminded hotly.
"Doesn't mean we know where they are," Pablo restated irritadedly to the point of wanting to punch Horatio and Mac. But to everyone's surprise, Mac punched him.
"Hey, hey, hey," Grissom exclaimed pushing him back as Pablo's guys kept Pablo back. "What were you thinking," Grissom asked once Mac stopped wanting to throw punches.
"The guy knows more than he's telling," Mac told him.
"That's no reason to punch him," Grissom threw at him harshly.
"Let's calm down," intervened Horatio as he came over and stood in his sidewise stance next to Mac. Pablo and his guys left.
"Sorry," apologized Mac. "This case has me so wound up."
"This case has us all wound up, but we can't let it get the better…" Horatio reminded. *Ring, Ring* "Excuse me. Caine."
"Jenna's gone," came Natalia's panic stricined voice.
"What do you mean," pushed Horatio.
"I went to go pick up Jenna from the hospital and as we were heading to the car, somebody put chloroform over my mouth and nose and when I woke up…"
"Ok. Put out an APB, get the team, and find her," Horatio instructed her and hung up the phone.