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Chapter Twenty Four # Deliver Us From Evil #
Instantly the man not holding Eli began to fire rapidly in the direction of Sara's house.
Sara crawled forward along the floor, dragging Eli away from the dead captor's corpse. He was screaming, screaming so loud. Screaming meant he was alive.
Eli instantly wrapped his arms around Sara's neck.
"Sara, run!" A male voice yelled.
Instinctively Sara scrambled back a few steps before climbing to her feet and dragging Eli a few cars back, to hide. She identified the man quickly.
"Harry Riddle?" She yelled.
"Sara, get Eli away from her, now! Run, Sara!" Harry yelled, firing back at the assailant.
Sara paused, not wanting to abandon the neighbour who had come to her aid.
That was until another man got out of the back of the van and fired at Sara, who quickly fired back. Too frightened to scream, Eli clutched tightly to Sara, wrapping her arms around her neck.
"Sara," he whispered into Sara's ear, "Sara, are they gonna take me too?"
In response, Sara turned and ran, ducking behind a car. Especially since Eli had come to live with her and Grissom, Sara prided herself on keeping fit, but sprinting with an eight year old wasn't easy.
She turned down the street straight away, easing her phone out of her pocket. She called dispatch and started shouting down the phone. The sound of screaming tyres filled her ears and she ran faster.
Something hit her in the back, something big, another one of the things that had hit her before, some sort of ball. She tripped and fell, outstretching her arms to try and stop from falling on Eli. Within seconds strong arms grabbed hers and pulled her into the air.
"Let go!" Sara yelled through gritted teeth. "Get of me… Eli, run!"
"Kid, if you run, I will shoot this bitch who acts like your mommy!" the man yelled, digging a gun into Sara's head. "You hear me?"
Eli scrambled to his feet, staring at Sara with wide eyes.
"No, Eli, run! Don't worry about me, Eli, run!" Sara ordered.
"I will shoot her! Get your scrawny ass in the van, now!"
"Don't, Eli, run!" Sara insisted.
The man aligned his gun with the back of Sara's head, pulling the trigger and slashing across the back of her head.
Painful, not dangerous.
Sara screamed in pain, before gritting her teeth. The man repositioned his gun to Sara's temple.
"Next time, the bullet won't scrape, it will go through? Understand?"
Eli nodded hastily.
"Van. Now."
"If I get in, you won't hurt her?" Eli asked bravely.
"Eli, no!" Sara yelled.
"I won't kill her, no." the man said. "Now, get in the van."
Eli moved into the back of the van.
The man threw Sara to the floor and pulled a syringe out of his pocket. He stabbed it violently into Sara's neck.
"NO!" Eli screamed. "Sara!"
The man climbed into the back of the van with Eli and it drove away, leaving Sara drugged and bleeding on the floor.
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Brass strode into the layout room. "We have a big problem."
DB sighed angrily. "What now?"
Brass glanced at Reuben briefly.
"Uh…Reuben, I'm really hungry, will you come and help me chose what chips to get from the vending machine?" Henry offered his hand.
Reuben took Henry's hand and followed him out of the room.
"Eli's gone." Brass announced. "And Sara's in the hospital, she put up a hell of a fight but it appears that the bastards knocked her out with a paralytic drug, the doctors say that she'll be okay in a day or two."
"Jesus Christ!" Greg yelled, kicking a chair as hard as he could. "I want to kill somebody!"
Someone knocked at the door and everyone froze. Brass's mouth fell open. "Ellie?"
The brunette women nodded awkwardly. "Yeah… Hi Dad. I have information. About the missing children."
"What do you mean?" Brass asked, frowning.
"I saw on the news, the little girls. An' my ex-boyfriend called me and he was acting weird. Said that he knew I was in Vegas and he wanted to talk. We hooked up, and he brought you up, Dad, which I thought was weird. He wanted me to ask you about the security around a kid called Eli Brown. I told him no way, he was acting creepy. Then it got even weirder, he got violent, so I left the diner. But I knew that guy you worked with that died was called Brown and I knew he had a kid, so I figured that was why he thought you'd know about the boy. I also remembered the names Stokes and Sanders, and I filled in the blanks."
Everyone stared at her and she shuffled awkwardly.
"Look, just because I'm not a cop doesn't mean I'm stupid. I followed him, my ex, and I watched him snatch the little boy and inject the woman, Sara, I recognised her. I wanted to stop them but they had guns, it was serious, so I backed away. When they left I went to the woman, dialled 911 then came right here, I thought I could help." Ellie explained.
"Who's your ex?" DB asked.
"His name is Diego Martinez, I dated him like, ten years ago. Him even calling me was weird, but hey."
"Thank you for coming, Ellie is it?" when she nodded Finn continued. "Is there anything else you can tell us?"
"Yeah, that's why I bothered to come in. Diego and his brothers, they kinda have a warehouse in the desert."
"Kinda?" Brass asked.
"Yeah, they don't actually own it, not anymore, anyway. It doesn't have an address or anything, just some coordinates, I wrote them down, here you to." She handed them to DB. "I think that's it, but it's been a while. They had a kinda ring to them, and I always remember places. The place is way out in the desert."
"Thank you, that's very helpful." DB mused. "Wendy, will you check it out?"
"Yeah, sure." Wendy nodded.
"I think they owned it a while back, about twenty years?" Ellie added.
"Okay." Wendy smiled, leaving the room.
"How deep is Diego in this?" Ellie asked.
"Very." Greg replied, his arms folded tightly across his chest.
Ellie sighed. "Doesn't surprise me. He was always a creepy guy. In the two months we dated, he would sometimes say things that would make me wanna slap him. Has he…has he hurt them?"
"We don't know, but he will unless we come up with the ransoms." Nick said. His arms were also folded across his chest. He and Greg were practically mirroring each other, stood up straight, arms tight across their chests.
"Damn him. Do you know the car they drive?" Ellie asked.
"Do you?" Nick asked.
"Diego drove a Cadillac when I knew him but know he has a back van. A ford transit van, number plate PH9 JK3."
"Get moving people, you know what to do." DB announced, and they all did.
"I'll put some birds in the air." Brass nodded, snapping out his phone.
"I'll amend the BOLO." Finn announced.
"Russell I have two hours." Greg said shakily. "Two hours before they…"
"Okay… why would they ask that from you, think about it, do you know-"
"I don't know anyone who can get me a plane, Russell, I have no money, I-"
"A plane?" Ellie asked. "They want a plane?"
"Military grade. For one thing. They also want ten million dollars." Nick said.
Ellie frowned and the phone rang. DB picked up. "Hello?" his eyes widened. "It's them." He mouthed. "Yes. Is Eli okay? Good, I'm glad to hear that. What about the girls? Okay. You want…okay. Okay. I understand. Can I talk to Eli? Great… Hi Eli, how you doing buddy? I know. Yeah, she's in hospital, but she's doing great. Hey, Eli, I've been trying to remember, what was that thing you told me the other day, the joke about the elephant…that's the one. Have you – okay, Martinez. I will. Sure…sure…" DB slammed the phone back down on the cradle.
"Is Eli okay?" Morgan asked.
"Seems to be. God… the first thing he asked was about Sara, if she's okay…" DB ran a hand over his forehead.
"What do they want now?" Greg asked.
"Something I'm going to look for now." DB frowned, heading for his office.
"Mary-Jane!" Nick cried suddenly, pointing at Greg.
"What?" Morgan frowned.
"Greg, I can get you your plane, maybe!" Nick grabbed his phone and ran out of the room.
Greg's eyes lit up. "I can't get ten million, but I can definitely get one, in probably less than ten hours."
"How?" Morgan frowned.
"Papa Olaf. He's got the money." Greg ran from the room, pulling out his own phone. As he passed Henry's lab Reuben ran out and intercepted him, grabbing onto his leg.
"Hey, buddy. Daddy needs to make a phone call."
"Daddy me come!" Reuben sniffed, staring up at him.
Greg swallowed, tears springing to his eyes. He pulled his son up onto his hip. "Okay. Sure." He was quick to dial his grandfather's number
"Greg, how are you?"
"Not very good at all. Listen, Papa Olaf, Loeila's been kidnapped, Kristy's gone too, Kristy Stokes and Eli Brown."
"Å, herregud… Greg, what can I do?"
"They've given separate ransoms for each of them, but Nick needs ten million dollars, and they need the first million in ten hours or they're gonna hurt Kristy. I need a plane, but Nick's working on that. Can you wire me a million? Please? I can get it back ASAP but-"
"Getting it back is not my concern. Which account do you want me to wire it to?"
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Eli watched the men silently. There were five of them, but he guessed that only the two Spanish ones really cared about what was going on. The others just seemed to care about the cash they were being given every hour or so.
He wondered whether Kristy and Lola were nearby.
"Hey, kid, stand up!" the younger Spanish man asked.
Eli did as he was told.
"You can all go now." Pedro told the other men. Just before they reached the door, the older man pulled out the gun and got off three shots. The men dropped to the floor, blood exploding from the back of their heads.
Eli's mouth fell open in horror.
"Kid, go over there." Pedro motioned towards the bodies with his gun.
Terrified, Eli shook his head.
"Look, kid, if you go over there and do a little job for me, you can see your little friends. Loeila and Kristina. You want to make sure they're okay, right?"
Eli slowly walked over to the bodies, his whole body quivering.
"Take those bodies, drag them into that pit over there, you see?" The man ordered.
Eli stared at the man, then at them men's huge bodies.
"Hurry up, child." The man snapped, firing a bullet about a foot away from Eli's head.
The boy dropped, covering his head. He slowly stood up, taking a hold of the man's bloodied hand and dragging him as hard as he could.
"I suggest you move quickly, kid. We can always hurry up cutting of one of Loeila's fingers. She doesn't really need all ten, does she?"
Fearfully Eli pulled harder, eventually dragging the man into the pit.
"Now the other two."
Eli did as he was told, slowly but surely dropping the bodies into the hole.
"Can I see them now, please?" Eli asked. It was the first thing he'd said since they got out of the van.
The man clamped a hand over Eli's shoulder and forcibly pushed him over to a large box. The man opened it and Kristy flinched away in fear. There was duct tape across her mouth and attaching her hands together.
The man leaned down with the hand that was holding Eli and wrenched her out. Then he pulled open a small cupboard and pulled Loeila out of it.
"There you go." The man grinned evilly. "Do what you want with them, I don't care."
Eli watched as the man walked away. Kristy instantly nestled into Eli's shoulder. He pulled the tape gently off of Loeila's mouth and hands first, before doing the same for Loeila.
"Eli what happening?" Lola asked.
"I dunno." Eli whispered. "I'm scared too."
"Eli, I wan' go home. Home, Eli. I wan' my Daddy." Kristy keened, hugging Eli tightly.
"Can we wun, Eli?" Loeila asked.
"Where to? We're in the desert, we'd die." Eli explained.
Suddenly gunfire exploded around and the three children froze. The older Spanish man raced in and picked Kristy up, snatching her away from them.
"You want her to live, you follow me now." The man ordered. They automatically followed, climbing into the back of the van. The younger man started the car engine, and Kristy stared out of the back window, her eyes suddenly filling with pain and sorrow.
She screamed as loud as she could as she was driven away from a hope inches away from her little grasp.
"DADDY!"
I haven't seen any of season 13 yet coz it hasn't aired here in old England, so I hope my characters are staying in character! Please tell me how much Eli is like Eli in that episode he was in?
Any theories about anything?