Greg, Warrick and Nick followed the stream of other CSI's as they left the conference.
They walked down the steps and stopped on the footpath. Greg stretched.
"That was the longest seminar I have ever been to." Greg complained "Why'd Grissom have to send us but not the girls?"
Nick rolled his eyes.
"Stop complaining Greggo, we are away from Vegas for a few days and now we get to drink." Nick grinned.
Warrick nodded happily.
"And you know Grissom isn't sending Sara away anytime soon, and Catherine has Lindsey, so he couldn't really send them. And you need it kiddo." Warrick said ruffling Greg's hair. Greg groaned and moved away.
"It took me an hour to do this." He complained trying to fix his hair.
Nick and Warrick started walking. Greg ran after them trying to catch up.
Nick and Warrick turned into a street full of lit bars and pubs. They stopped to let Greg catch up.
"Now which one?" Greg asked breathlessly as he tried to catch his breath.
Warrick and Nick started laughing so hard they didn't notice a white van, full of men started to follow them and wait as they walked further up the street and into one of the bars.
Grissom yawned as he looked at the pile of files in front of him. It was going to be overtime trying to finish these since Warrick, Nick and Greg were at a seminar in DC.
Grissom was starting to have second thoughts on sending Greg to the seminar; he was a new CSI and needed to know these things, but still…. Grissom frowned as he turned his attention back to the files.
He sighed and picked one up and started to work on it.
Catherine poked her head in his office door.
"Night Griss…" She started to say before she spotted the large pile of files on his desk. She stepped into Grissoms office.
"Do you need any help?" She asked trying not to laugh. Grissom looked up at her, she looked extremely tired. Grissom desperately needed help, but she desperately needed sleep.
Grissom shook his head.
"No, go home, see Lindsey and get some sleep Catherine." He said. Catherine looked skeptical.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"Yes, now go, and I don't want to see you here early tomorrow got it?" Grissom asked sternly. Catherine smiled.
"Sure, Night Grissom." She waved as she walked out of the door.
Grissom leaned back in his chair, he was starting to get an uneasy feeling.
Warrick, Nick and Greg walked out of the bar a couple of hours later, but definitely not drunk, as they had a small conference in the morning with another CSI group.
They were a block away from their hotel when Greg's shoelace came undone.
"You guys go ahead, I'll catch up." Greg yelled to them as he stopped and went to a bus shelter to use the chair, so he could tie up he shoelaces.
Nick and Warrick walked on, the bus shelter was on the edge of the footpath, facing the road.
Nick and Warrick turned around quickly when they heard tires screeching behind them. A white van had the sliding door open with men leaning out of it. They were heading towards Greg, who had stopped tying his shoelace to see what screeched.
"GREG, RUN!" Nick screamed out to Greg as Nick and Warrick started running towards him.
They were too late. The men grabbed Greg and started pulling him into the van.
"Nick, Warrick HELP!" He yelled out in terror. The door slid shut as they got him into the van, but not before Nick saw the look of pure terror on Greg's face. Nick dropped to the ground as the van sped away.
"Damn, I didn't catch the plates." Warrick spat angrily. He turned around and saw Nick on the ground. He walked over to him, pulled him up and grabbed his shoulders.
"We'll find him Nick, don't worry." Warrick said. Nick looked down at the ground.
Grissom lifted his head off the desk as his phone vibrated on the desk beside him.
He rubbed his eyes and answered the phone sleepily.
"Grissom it's Warrick."
"Why are you calling?" Grissom heard a sigh on the other end.
"Greg's been kidnapped."
"Ok, I'll meet you in DC." Grissom hung up and rang Sara and Catherine.
Greg watched as the van sped towards him, as Nick and Warrick shouted at him to run, Nick's face as he was dragged into the van and yelling out Nick and Warricks name.
Greg shuddered as two guys grabbed his arms and taped them tightly in front of him, while another one blindfolded him. Greg summoned up the courage to talk to them.
"W-what do you want?" Greg asked, he was rewarded with a hard punch to the nose.
Greg rolled over in pain, before a kick to the abdomen forced him back over, yelling in pain.
"Stop it." A voice commanded. The beating stopped.
"He wants to know, so he can know. You are going to be the way I get my revenge." The guy told him. Greg felt his heart freeze.
"H-how?" He was almost too afraid to ask, his smart ass comments disappeared. The guy laughed.
"You'll find out soon enough, but you've already had a taster." The guy stopped talking. Greg felt tears running down his face.
'Please find me soon guys' he begged in his mind.
Haha my first chapter of CSI, Greg is my fave character so it has to be about him.
Please, please, please read and review or it could take me longer to update.
Loads of love HGP