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Rehgai: He did, although, people don't usually call it neutered when its people; they usually say castrated, instead. No, it's not Nick/Greg. No slash at all, unless you count Percival Boyd. You can write a poem if you want.

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Chapter Five: Missing: One CSI Lab Technician

WARRICK'S POV

When I arrived at Greg's building, I saw his car parked out front. After Grissom arrived, we went to Greg's apartment door, and Grissom knocked several times. There was no answer.

"His car is here," I said, rather unnecessarily.

"I know," he answered.

I tried the door, and found it was unlocked.

"Greg?" I called.

X0X0

GRISSOM'S POV

Warrick and I walked through Greg's apartment, calling his name, and receiving no answer. The television was on in the living room.

"Gris?" called Warrick, from the area of the kitchen.

I entered the kitchen.

"Yes?" I asked.

"There's food in the microwave," Warrick said, pointing at the open door of the microwave, a Hot Pocket sitting inside.

"His TV is on in the living room," I said, "the Green Fairy murderer has him, Warrick."

X0X0

WARRICK'S POV

"No," I said, "He just went to the store at the end of the street."

Grissom looked at me and shook his head.

"You know that's not true," he said, "Greg's been taken."

"I know," I sighed, "I just can't believe it."

X0X0

GREG'S POV

That evening, my guards came and took me back to the room I was in when Percival castrated me. Tempestt was there, with a bowl of water, and a washcloth. I was dropped in front of Tempestt.

"These nice men are going to untie your wrists, but you'd better behave, or they'll take care of you," Tempestt said, "am I crystal?"

I just nodded; I was still pissed off about what she had Percival do.

"Good," she said, "get to work, boys."

I was untied, and Tempestt began washing me with the dampened cloth.

"Percy did a good job," commented Tempestt, gently washing between my legs, "he did a hack job last time; nearly chopped the whole damn thing off."

I ignored her; glad that Percival's castration skills had improved.

X0X0

GRISSOM'S POV

Back at the Crime Lab, I called Catherine, Sara, and Nick in my office, so Warrick and I could tell them about Greg's disappearance.

I started with the Green Fairy murders, and then Warrick told them about Greg's mysterious and sudden vanishing act.

X0X0

CATHERINE'S POV

I had heard of the slayings of the patrons of The Green Fairy, but hadn't made the connection to Greg, until Grissom told of us that Greg looked very similar to the victims. I dreaded to hear what Warrick said.

"Grissom and I went to Greg's apartment, and he wasn't there."

No.

"There wasn't a forced entry, or signs of a struggle, but we believe the murderer has taken Greg."

"Not Greg," I murmured.

I felt like Warrick had said some psycho murderer had kidnapped Lindsey.

X0X0

SARA'S POV

When Grissom and Warrick told us about Greg, I was in shock.

"Not Greg," Catherine muttered.

I know you feel, I thought.

Yeah, Greg was irritating with his constant flirting, and such, but he didn't deserve to be abducted, tortured and killed. Not even Ecklie deserved that. Well, maybe him. Just him, though.

X0X0

NICK'S POV

I showed up for work late.

Maybe no one will notice. Yeah right, and maybe Hodges will show up in a pink tutu and tiara.

"Nick," said Catherine.

Busted.

"Grissom and Warrick want me, you, and Sara in his office," she said.

"What about?"

She shrugged.

"Don't know. Let's go."

X0X0

"You might've seen the Green Fairy murders on the news," said Grissom, "Warrick and I are the case."

Grissom was right; I had seen that on the news.

Did anyone else notice the similarity between those guys and Greg?

"Did you see it?" asked Sara, "I haven't seen the news lately."

I nodded.

Warrick was speaking now.

"Grissom and I went to Greg's apartment, and he wasn't there," he said, "there wasn't a forced entry, or signs of a struggle, but we believe the murderer has taken Greg."

Catherine said something, but I'm not sure what she said; I was too shocked to really pay attention to anything except my own thoughts.

Why Greg? Of all the Greg look-alikes out there, why did Greg have to be taken?

"I want to go to Greg's apartment," I found myself saying.

What are you talking about? It's already been looked at!

X0X0

GREG'S POV

After she finished cleaning me, Tempestt took off her clothes. While undressing, she told the guards to chain me to the bed. They did so, and Tempestt got on the bed.

"This is my favorite part of it all," she said, stretching out on top of me, and kissing me.

X0X0

When Tempestt had finished raping me, and dressing, Percival came in, and undressed, telling the guards to turn me over. They listened, of course.

"Ever do it with a man before?" he asked.

No, and I don't want to start, either.

I shook my head.

"Well, there's a first time for everything, isn't there?"

Not that, there's not.

A/N: Will the C.S.I.s find Greg? Review, please!