Two Weeks Later

"Be careful!" Greg shouted as Ray and Nick lifted another box into the Uhaul parked outside the house. He tried to run quickly with the large box he was carrying and only ended up falling into the yard. Nick ran over to him.

"Yell at us to be careful…" Nick laughed as he picked up the box from in front of Greg and carried it over the truck. Greg smiled and sighed, looking over at the house.

Nick and he had put it on the market last week, and were moving to a small apartment for a few months until the house sold and they could buy another one. He looked over to see Sara and Catherine placing boxes in the open garage as Ray, Nick, and a few hired movers took boxes and furniture over to the truck. Maverick sat in the yard playing with his favorite chew toy.

Greg stood up and brushed off his pants as Nick came up behind him.

"Hey, how ya feelin?"

"Good… actually, really good," he turned to look at the house, a sad smile on his face, "We worked so hard for this Nick… So many memories."

"We'll make new memories… in a bigger house…"

"A bigger house?"

"Yeah… maybe with a hot tub."

"Oh… A hot tub huh?" Greg turned around, wrapping his arms around Nick.

"Mmhmm… Big backyard… four car garage…." Nick said, nuzzling into Greg's neck.

"Nicky I love it when you talk dirty…" Greg laughed as Nick tickled his neck.

The two looked up to see Ren Huddle and his wife scowling at them from their car as they pulled out of their driveway. Greg just waved at them.

"At least we don't have to worry about having any heartbroken neighbors…"

"Nick!" Sara shouted from across the yard, "Come here!"

Nick shrugged at Greg and walked to Sara as Greg went back to sorting and labeling the boxes waiting to be loaded into the truck.

"So how is he doing?" Sara asked, looking over her should as Catherine climbed a ladder to get large tubs down from a shelf in the garage.

"He's doing good, doesn't really remember being there, but that's probably for the best…"

"You guys are really sure about moving, huh?"

"Yeah, I know Christina said the house is clean, but I think it's just better for us to get a completely fresh start. We're staying here tonight and I'm picking up the keys for the apartment in the morning and we'll finish up packing. It'll be good for us, I know it will."

Sara and Nick smiled as Maverick jumped up and put his paws on Greg's chest, the two dancing around the front yard.

"Well, I'm heading out guys," Catherine said, walking over, "Lindsay needs me to pick her up from play practice and I'm taking Ray home. I'm so happy for you boys." She gave Sara and Nick a hug and then walked out to her car, she and Ray waving to Greg.

"You ever going to tell her?" Sara asked.

"I don't think so, I think it's the only way she won't think I'm crazy."

"Ok, I'm outta here, thanks for all the extra stuff by the way."

"No problem, it's not like we have room for it all anyway, most of the furniture left in the house is getting put into storage anyway."

Sara began to walk out to her car, laughing at the writhing Greg pinned to the grass under the licking dog.

"I might stop by later to pick up some other stuff for you guys, Gil is flying in tonight so I have to go to McCarran anyway."

"We'll be here." Nick smiled.

Sara grabbed his hand, smiled, then got in her car and drove off down the street. Nick looked up at the house, his smile dropping slightly, before he walked back over the moving truck.

Greg sat in his office, sorting out books and putting them into boxes as Nick walked in.

"Hey, I'm gonna take a shower ok?"

Greg pulled off his glasses and looked up at Nick.

"Ok, I'm probably just going to do this until I get all of these sorted, shouldn't be too much longer, I'll see you in bed…"

"I better see you, this is our last night…"

"Why Mr. Stokes… How brazen of you!" Greg said, fanning himself with his hand.

Nick just laughed and walked down the hall to the master bedroom. He went through the walk in closet to the large master bathroom and turned on the shower, shedding his clothes and stepping inside. Maverick walked into the bathroom and stretched out on the bath mat in front of the double sinks.

Greg sighed as he put the books into the boxes, packing up all of his research from his book. Lightning flickered outside and he heard the beginnings of rain on the window. He then heard the power sound as the macbook on the desk suddenly powered up. He looked at the computer cautiously before shutting the top on the laptop, going back to the boxes.

Nick turned off the shower, drying off and grabbing an old pair of sweatpants before lying down on the bed, Maverick jumping up and laying next to him. Nick sighed, grabbing reading glasses from the nightstand and grabbing a book out of a box next to the bed.

Greg had just started taping the last box when he heard a thump, he looked up at the desk, and his computer was missing. He looked warily around before moving slowly around the desk, relieved to see the computer lying on its top on the carpet. He reached out to pick it up when suddenly the power cord whipped out and around his arm and neck, the door to the room slamming shut. Greg pulled desperately trying to break the grip.

Nick had just turned the page when Maverick burst into barking and ran from the room. That was when Nick heard the door slam and a strangled cry.

"NICK!"

"Greg!" he sat up in bed when suddenly the door was slammed shut and he was thrown backwards on the bed. Nick screamed as he was thrown into and up the wall to the ceiling, he could hear Maverick barking and Greg shouting.

"Let me go!" Nick screamed, as he was dragged across the ceiling.

Greg had finally pulled the cord off his neck when he noticed the groaning coming from the closet. He gasped for breath, staring at the angry red glow coming from the closet.

"Oh God…"

Nick felt himself slide down the other side of the room where he was dropped by the bedroom door. He clawed at the handle, pulling himself out of the bedroom and into the hall, the door slamming itself behind him.

"Greg!" He crawled to the door, trying to grab the handle when he was shocked and fell backwards. Suddenly vapor seemed to converge down the hall from their bedroom door and pooled onto the office door. Wind began to rage around Nick and a bright light emanated from the morphing vapor, which became the form of a roaring creature.

"GREG! Run! Noo! Leave us alone GOD DAMN IT!

Nick stumbled around the creature and fell down the stairs to the bottom. He picked himself up and ran for the front door.

"Somebody! Help M- Aaahhh!" Nick screamed as he was thrown back from the front door in an explosion of sparks.

Greg pulled on the door, bracing against the built in shelving.

"Nick!"

He turned to the closet door, which was groaning under pressure, pulsing organic shapes seemed to spread from the cracks around the door, and with a final groan Greg screamed as the door gave way.

Nick ran out into the back yard in the pouring rain screaming.

"Mr. Huddle! Someone! Ren! Help me please God!"

He ran over pounding on the fence to his neighbor's house.

He stumbled towards the other side of the lot.

"Help me somebody!"

Nick then tripped and fell straight down into the unfinished pool, sliding down the muddy slope into water at the deep end. He surfaced, gasping for breath, when a huge geyser erupted next to him and he came face to face with a rotting corpse. Nick screamed in terror, thrashing around as more and more surfaced in the water with him. He climbed up onto the slope as an entire coffin rose up in front of him, falling open and spilling its contents of a woman in once fine clothing.

He tried climbing the slippery incline before he lost his purchase and was back in the water. He grabbed onto the hose for the pump hooked to the pool and began to pull himself out. Nick looked back down into the pool when he felt a hand grab him. He turned around and screamed. He was face to face with Ren Huddle and his wife. Ren pulled Nick the rest of the way out of the pool.

"Jesus Stokes, your pool, what in god's name is going on?"

The three turned at the sound of the screams and groaning from the upstairs windows, which flashed with eerie light.

"What's going on? What kind of sound is that?" Mrs. Huddle screamed.

"It's Greg! I have to get him, come on!" Nick pleaded, pulling on Ren.

"Don't go in there!" Mrs. Huddle screamed, "Don't Ren, No!"

"Please!" Nick shouted, before running back into the house, giving up on the neighbors. He scrambled back inside, running up the staircase, mud tracking everywhere in the house. Nick arrived at the top of the landing, only to see the office door was now hundreds of feet down the hall. He slowly stumbled down the hall, which only seemed to get longer and longer before he broke into a sprint, closing the final distance and throwing open the door.

Nick was immediately swept up, being pulled towards the mouth of the closet. He grabbed onto the doorframe, screaming. Greg stared at him with frightened eyes, clinging to the built in bookcases. Nick stared at the opening to what was once the closet. It was now a gaping fleshy pit taking up half the wall. The walls of the pit shook and moved with life, the back of the pit glowing an angry yellow.

"Greg! Grab Me!"

Greg reached, grasping for Nick's hand.

"I can't!"

"Come on!"

Greg swung himself into Nick's grasp and Nick braced himself against the door.

"God! Help me!"

With one huge pull the two men tumbled atop each other into the hall.

Sara switched off her windshield wipers as she turned into Montaña Verde. The rain had stopped and she made another left onto Nick and Greg's street. She knew it was late, but Grissom's flight from Paris had been canceled, so she was just on her way home and thought she would pick up the last couple of boxes, that way she wouldn't need to deal with those and Gil's luggage.

She pulled up outside the house and stared. Neighbors stood outside their homes, gaping at Nick and Greg's house. Sara got out of her car and stood dumbfounded. The windows blazed with ethereal light, all of the exterior lighting flashed on and off as the house groaned.

"What's happening?" she screamed, "Nick! Greg!"

Sara ran to the door of the house just as Nick opened the door, supporting a limping Greg, Maverick cowering next to them. The house behind them was in shambles; the floors creaked and groaned, as the house seemed to roll with an earthquake.

"Get out!" she screamed.

"Where?" Nick shouted. As a coffin erupted from the walk in front of the house, effectively blocking the exit.

"Sara! Help Us!" Nick screamed as the door slammed shut in front of him. Sara turned to run down the walk as another corpse erupted from the earth, showering her in dirt and mud. She crawled back towards the street.

"Oh my god… they moved the cemetery but they left the bodies!"

Nick and Greg moved into the kitchen, Maverick leading the two. They made for the side door when suddenly a coffin erupted under the kitchen table, throwing debris across their path. Nick grabbed a chair and broke out the large window over the sink, threw Maverick out and helped Greg across.

"Sara!" He screamed as he pulled Greg and the dog ran beside them around the house. He made for his truck when a huge roar erupted from the earth and part of their driveway disappeared, sucking the truck into the earth.

All down the street neighbors were streaming from their houses, screaming as bodies and coffins erupted through the lawns and the street.

Sara screamed at the three to get in her car, throwing open the doors. Nick set Greg in the back seat and Maverick hopped in, then got in the car and Sara stamped on the gas, driving down the street, swerving to avoid bodies.

The neighbors stood in front of the house when there was a sudden rush of energy from the house, blowing out the windows in the nearby cars and houses, knocking all of them down. They climbed shakily to their feet, to watch the house in its death throes.

The house groaned and shattering noises were heard as the house began to implode on itself, sucking into a smaller and smaller point until it was just a pinprick of light and a long low moaning was heard until it and the light disappeared.

The only sounds that could be heard now were the quiet crying of a few people and the flames from a busted gas line in the once quaint and idyllic street.

Sara pulled up outside the hotel and helped the extremely dirty couple up to their room.

"You going to be ok?"

Greg just fell over onto the bed and Maverick curled up into him. Nick just nodded at her and she left the room, heading down the hall.

Sara stood waiting for the elevator, holding her phone, considering if she should call Gil or not when she heard a few thuds. She looked down the hall to see Nick open the room door and set the flat screen TV with dangling cords out into the hallway, kicking it once before heading back into the room.

The End