The hostage takers said they'd end it soon, but now they were waiting for Nick to watch the DVD. Greg couldn't help but think that this was all just a way to distract the police.

"Just a little bit, people," one of the hostage takers said, "and then we'll be free."

"You know, it's awful... what happened to you two," Greg said to Corey while Gus was in a back room. "It's never easy to lose a loved one, but your own child? I can't even imagine what you were going through."

"Yeah," Corey replied with sad eyes. Several hostages were sitting near them, being able to hear their conversation. They didn't want to leave Greg unattended, fearing he might try anything. Despite some of them talking with him earlier, they still didn't trust him.

"Where did it happen?" Greg asked interested and sympathetically.

"Near Palm Springs hospital. The paramedics got there pretty quickly, but they couldn't help my little girl..."

"You said your wife got injured. How is she now?"

The hostage taker was starting to wonder why Greg was asking all these questions. "Her left leg's paralyzed..."

Some of the hostages sighed sympathetically.

"I'm sorry to hear that... When did this happen?"

"About..." he stopped. Greg was getting a bit too nosy, he thought. "Why do you care?"

"I just want to understand why you're doing this... I don't care about the money. You need it, take it. I just don't want you to hurt anyone."

"We won't. We know how much it hurts to lose someone you love. Everybody here has family and friends, we don't want them to go through what I went through."

"Good. I hope you won't change your mind."

Corey rolled his eyes a bit. "I keep my word, don't you worry."

"You know..." Greg said, now sounding much more confident than he did before, "I work for the Crime lab for over a decade now and never heard about a child being run over by a police car while they were chasing some bad guys."

Corey stared at him astonished. Even if Greg knew that they were lying, he didn't expect him to have the guts to say it. "...What did you just say?"

"In almost 15 years I never heard about a case like that in Las Vegas." He turned to the hostages. "Did you? The press would've been all over this case. We all would've heard about it."

One of the hostages walked towards Greg, but before he could reach him, Corey attacked him, punched him in the face, grabbed him by the throat and pushed him to the ground. With his hand around Greg's throat, he yelled, "Who the HELL do you think you are? Of course it happened! They were just quick to cover it up, claiming the bad guys ran them over!"

Greg tried to get the man off of him, but couldn't, due to the lack of oxygen the pressure on his throat was causing.

When the hostage taker noticed that Greg was getting trouble breathing, he loosened his grip, but didn't let go of him completely. He let go of Greg's throat, but pressed his arm against his chest, keeping him from standing up. He put his mouth close to Greg's ear to whisper to him, "We said we won't kill anybody. But do something like that again, and I'll change my mind. You got that?"

Greg nodded as Corey let go of him. He then stood up and walked away.

The hostages stood around them. Some of them didn't keep their eyes off them, others turned around, not being able to bear to look at the abuse.

When Greg propped himself up again, Corey came back. Greg winced as he got closer to him. "You know what? Maybe it's time for you to start praying that your friend proves our friend's innocence. Because if he doesn't, I know with who I want to start the killing..." He walked away. "He's trying to separate us! He lies in order to make us look bad! We can't let that happen, that's what the police does! And that's how they justify killing innocent people... Keep an eye on him, alright?" he said to the hostages.

Greg kept sitting on the floor for a few minutes. He realized it was a bad idea to confront the hostage takers with their obvious lies, but he figured it was worth a shot. He didn't expect Corey, who was the kinder one, to be that violent. When he got up he noticed a few hostages looking at him quite sympathetically. A good sign, he thought. Maybe they believed him.

A man and a woman walked up to Greg and helped him get up. "Are you alright?"

He looked surprised at them and nodded.

Corey turned around. "What are you doing?"

"Do you need anything? Water maybe?" they asked him, ignoring the hostage taker.

"Hey! I told you to keep an eye on him, not pamper him!" He walked up to them but was stopped by three male hostages.

"What the hell, man? You said nobody's going to get hurt, and yet you do this?" one of the men said, pointing at Greg.

"...He's breathing, isn't he?"

"Hardly! He didn't deserve to be treated like that!"

The hostage taker laughed humorlessly. "When some of you pummeled him and his friend earlier, nobody jumped in to defend him but us! And now you have sympathy for him? A guy working for the police?"

"It's not about sympathy. You could've killed him."

Gus entered the room and noticed that something was going on. "What's wrong?"

His partner wanted to answer, but was interrupted by one of the hostages. "We thought we agreed that there was not going to be any abuse!"

"What happened?" he asked as he went closer to the hostages.

"Your partner attacked the CSI."

"Could you give us a minute?" he asked, walking a few feet away with his partner, whispering to him. He went over to Greg, who winced again when he came closer. "It's okay..." he said as he touched Greg's face, checking if he had any serious injuries. He was rather rough with him, though. Greg had another bruise on his cheek, but other than that no visible injuries on his face. Gus also checked Greg's throat. It was bruised as well. "Okay, we apologize. It's a very stressful situation for all of us, he didn't mean to hurt him. It's not gonna happen again..."

While he said that, Corey was being pushed to the ground. "Yeah right it won't!" a female hostage said, now with a gun in her hand, pointing it at Gus, who was still holding his gun. Everybody looked at her shocked.

"What are you doing, Helen?" the hostage taker asked, while aiming his gun at her. In order to gain their trust, he asked everybody what their name was. They were all using their first names.

"I can't take this any longer! I want to go home! You claim you won't kill us. How can we trust a MONSTER that's beating up defenseless people?" she yelled with tears in her eyes.

"Put the gun down before you hurt someone," he replied calmly.

Greg slowly walked over to them. "Please, Helen. It's okay. I'm fine. Nothing happened. Put the gun down."

She looked at Greg surprised. She expected him to help her. "You're on their side?"

"Of course not. I want to get out of here, too. But that's not the right way to do it. You don't want to hurt anyone in here."

"Just let me go!" she yelled.

"How about you give me the gun?" Greg asked, slowly walking up to her.

"...Will you get us out of here?" she asked.

Greg nodded. "Sure, I'll do my best..."

"Get one step closer to her and I'll shoot her," Gus said to Greg.

Greg stopped. He knew as well as the hostage takers that Helen didn't know how to use a gun like that. It was an assault weapon, almost too heavy for her to hold. "Please just put the gun down, Helen."

She was shaking. "You promised not to kill anyone..."

"But I'm not gonna let you kill me, either," the hostage taker replied.

"You're the police, you're supposed to help us!" she yelled, now aiming her gun at Greg.

Greg raised his hands shocked.

"Helen, what are you gonna do now, huh? Shoot him? You really want the cops to storm this bank and kill everyone? Then be my guest, shoot him," the hostage taker said with a grin on his face.

At the same moment, she was tackled by hostages and went down. She dropped the gun and Corey quickly grabbed it.

Helen was now lying on the floor crying, "I just wanna go home..."

The hostage takers shared a look.

"Come on, Helen." Gus helped her up and walked with her towards the door to the vault.

"Where are you taking her?" Greg asked.

They didn't react.

"Hey! What are you doing with her?" Greg said aggressively, walking towards Gus and Helen, grabbing his arm. "She's just scared and desperate, don't do this!"

Two hostages grabbed Greg and pulled him away from them.

"What are you doing? He's going to kill her!"

One of the two hostages pushed him against a wall and whispered in his ear, "We don't know what they're doing to her, but whatever they do, she brought it on herself..." He let go of Greg as the hostage taker walked out with Helen.

Greg looked at the other hostages, but they didn't seem to feel the need to do anything to help Helen. Deep down inside he knew that they were just scared, but he hated all of them at the moment for not helping her. "So we're just gonna let her die?" he asked the hostages.

Corey walked over to Greg and slapped him. "Shut up, no one's dying."