Here is chapter 7… this story seems so long… its slowly getting there… this is mostly a Calleigh Chapter…

*******************UNKOWN LOCATION***************

Everything was spinning, and opening her eyes seemed to only make things worse. Calleigh sat up, inhaling sharply at the pain that radiated throughout her body.

She had to get out before they came, she had no idea what she'd done to piss them off but she knew that knowing would do little to help her. The woman was determined to make her suffer and then kill her like the others.

Slowly she stood so not to upset her aching body, it didn't seem to help, no matter what she did the pain was present. She covered her mouth quickly as a wave of nauseousness hit her brought on by the dizziness. She took several steady breathes to keep from vomiting but it did little to help her. Before she could stop herself she threw up on both herself and the floor. She cried out in pain as the contracting of her stomach intensified the pain she already felt. She didn't need a doctor to know she had several fractured if not broken ribs.

She stayed still for several minutes in fear of upsetting her stomach. Once she knew she was okay to move again she went for the door checking the handles for the second time. Locked. She knew they would be but she had to try.

Looking around the room she saw nothing. Nothing had changed from the first time she'd woken up. She was in the same empty room. She looked up at the light hanging in the center of the room then back to the walls. Where was the light switch? She shook her head; there was something else up there. She moved to her right and glanced up at the light again. A box. What was it for? Were they watching her? Is that what the chip was for? A million questions ran through her head. She had the answer to none.

Her hand snapped up to her neck. The thought had just hit her. The chip. If she was the next victim then she must have the chip in her neck as the other women had. She felt her neck, it was sticky. She had her answer before she brought her hand up to her face to look. Fingers covered in blood. Not enough to cause worry but enough to know she had been cut.

She backed away from the door once again when she heard the triple locks being undone.

*********************LAB*************************

It was getting late and the machine had yet to sort through half the finger prints. Eric and Natalia looked through the evidence from the last two victims while Horatio worked on the most recent. The team was tired it was written all over there face, but they refused to go home. Going home meant tossing and turning in bed. They were better off here. Maybe they could find something.

"Lt. Caine?" an officer stuck his head in the lab. "Yes" Horatio responded looking up for only a second.

"Dr. Woods asked that I bring this to you." He held out an evidence envelope.

Horatio took the envelope after signing for it and returned to his workstation. He emptied the evidence inside in a small dish.

He grabbed tweezers and reached for on of the small rocks. Lifting it up under the magnifying glass. Cement.

"Were there any cement pieces discovered on the last two victims?" He asked his attention still on the small rock.

"There was some embedded in Crystal Johnson's hair." Eric responded first.

"Erica Carter also had pieces of cement, retrieved from her hair and palms." Natalia responded pointing to the meaty portion of her palm.

"It doesn't really help us H. It only means she could be held in someone's basement or a warehouse somewhere."

"You're right Eric it doesn't help us. Yet. When we have a suspect it will help narrow our search."

*****************Unknown Location*******************

The brother and sister entered the room much like the last time. She was cornered before the woman spoke. "Aren't you going to beg for you life?"

Calleigh said nothing as she looked from the man then to woman. Speaking had only caused her pain the first time they had come into the room, she'd learned, if keeping her mouth shut helped her then that's exactly what she would do.

"She asked you a question?" the brother stepped up grabbing a hold of her neck and slamming her to the wall. At that moment Calleigh's world started to spin as the back of her head connected with the wall. He released her and at that moment she shook her head clear the stars she was seeing.

"No? No you won't beg for your life? Oh you will. I'll make sure of it." The woman spoke words laced with anger.

It was a misunderstanding but Calleigh was not about to correct her. Either way they were going to hurt her. "You never deserved him you know." She spoke again.

"Deserved who?" Calleigh asked confused.

"JOHN" the woman screamed hand smacking Calleigh's face.

Calleigh's face showed a look of disbelieve. Since she'd woken up in this hell whole of a room things had been slipping from her mind. How could she have forgotten that John was the only connection between the victims.

"That's what this is about? John? You're mad that I took him?" She should have been ready for the fist that connected to her mid section. She was caught off guard and Calleigh instantly doubled over.

"TOOK HIM? TOOK HIM? THAT'S ALL YOU THINK YOU DID?" She yelled and continued both the physical and verbal assault on Calleigh.

"YOU DID MORE THEN JUST TAKE HIM… YOU KILLED HIM. IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU HE'S DEAD. YOU!!! YOU'RE THE REASON HE'S DEAD!" She stopped when she realized Calleigh was not moving. She knelt down next to her bringing her head up. Eyes half closed Calleigh's body lay limp.

In a calm voice the woman spoke. "You took the only other man that truly cared for me and for that you will pay." She looked to her brother and reached out her hand. Slowly he withdrew a needle from his pocket.

Removing the cap she inserted the needle in Calleigh's arm and pushed the liquid into her blood stream.

Standing up she left the room followed closely by her brother. Calleigh lay there not aware that she'd been drugged and the hours that had past were nothing compared to the emotional pain the hours to come would bring.

AN: Alright folks let me know what you think? I seem to think better when I'm sleep deprived… hmmm? Already working on the next chapter…