WHERE ARE THEY?
DISCLAIMER I unfortunately do not own the characters in this story.
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"Hey Grissom, do you know where I can find Sidle or Brown?"
Grissom looked up to see Detective Vartann stood inside the doorway to his office. The detective was looking slightly pissed off. Grissom took off his glasses and rubbed a hand over his face.
"No. Have you tried their phones?" he asked leaning back in his chair.
"Yes, I've tried their phones and their pagers. They were meant to let me know about the trace on the DB from last night."
Grissom reached for his own cell and pressed the speed dial for Sara. It went straight to her voice mail message. He quickly left a message asking her to contact him as soon as she could. After he hung up he tried Warrick and got the same response.
"Maybe they are following a lead," he told Vartann. "Leave it with me and I'll look into it for you."
"Okay, let me know as soon as you hear something. I'll do the same if I see them first." Vartann turned and headed out of the office.
Grissom sat at his desk for a moment trying to pull the details of Sara's and Warrick's case to mind. It was a DB dumped near to some old mines out in the desert. Grissom hadn't wanted to let Vartann know that he was worried. It wasn't like Sara or Warrick to just disappear, alright maybe Sara would if she got deep into a case but not Warrick.
Grissom stood up and left his office. He quickly made his way to the locker room where everybody clocked in and out. Grissom looked at both of their clocking in sheets. They had both clocked in last night but neither had clocked out. Grissom was stood there staring at the wall when Greg walked in.
"Hey Boss. You know you do actually have to clock in to get paid!" Greg told him as he opened his locker.
Grissom turned around and looked at Greg, he hadn't heard a word that the young CSI had said to him.
"Pardon?"
"Nothing Boss. Am I early ? ' cos you aren't normally in here when I get here." Greg shut his locker and started to walk out of the room.
Grissom gave himself a mental shake and looked at his watch. He was surprised to see that shift had actually started half hour ago.
"No Greg you are late but that doesn't matter. I need you to go out to the car park and check to see if Sara's and Warrick's cars are there. Find me as soon as you have done it okay?"
Greg looked sharply at Grissom.
"Everything alright?" he asked.
Grissom paused in the doorway.
"I don't know Greg, let's hope so. Find me." Grissom hurried off intent on checking all of the labs for his missing CSI's.
Greg quickly made his way outside. Something was wrong but he didn't know what. He quickly found Warrick's car, it was in its normal parking spot.
Now to find Sara's, Greg thought.
Greg eventually found it after going around the whole car park twice, he had forgotten that Sara's car was in the garage and she had a rental at the moment. Greg headed back inside and searched for Grissom. After checking his office and not finding him Greg went to the break room.
Cath and Nick were sat at the table empty coffee cups in front of them. Greg went and sat next to Nick.
"Either of you seen Grissom?" he asked.
Nick looked up.
"A few minutes ago, he was looking for Warrick and Sara." Nick told him.
"He also said for you to wait here for him." Cath joined in. " What's going on Greg?"
"I don't know. He's just had me looking all over the car park for their cars."
At that moment Grissom walked into the room, his cell phone to his ear. Cath, Nick and Greg all turned to look at him.
"Vartann, you need to get back here, and bring Brass with you…..Now please….. Yes we have a problem." Grissom hung up and sat down heavily at the head of the table. He looked up and caught Greg's eye.
"Well?" he asked.
"They are both there. What's going on Griss?" Greg asked.
Grissom gave a sigh and rubbed his hand over his face.
"It looks like Warrick and Sara have disappeared."
"What!" Cath blurted out, shocked.
"Oh man not again," Greg leant back in his chair stunned.
Nick just sat there in silence, his mind going back to his own ordeal.
"We'll know more maybe when Vartann and Brass get here." Grissom told them. " Greg any chance of some of your coffee? I think we will need it, it's going to be a long night."
"Sure." Greg quickly stood up and retrieved his secret stash of coffee. A few minutes later he placed fresh mugs in front of everybody, he had even made extra for the two detectives.
Cath reached for her coffee and turned to look at Grissom.
"So what now?" she asked him after taking a sip of the hot drink.
Grissom looked at her, he shook his head, and he didn't know how to answer.
"Let's wait for Vartann and Brass. Maybe then we can figure out what has happened." He eventually told them.
The break room was silent, each of them lost in their own thoughts.
" Warrick was meant to meet me for dinner," Nick said in a small voice. "I should have done something when he didn't turn up."
"Nick you didn't know anything was wrong. Don't blame yourself." Grissom told him. " Hell, I hadn't even noticed that they weren't in. If it wasn't for Vartann who knows just how long it would have been before we did realize."
"Gil, what the hell is going on? He pulls me out of a meeting and drags me down here!" Brass shouts at Grissom as he stormed into the room. He looks around the room and sees the pale faces. "What has happened?" he asked in a quieter voice.
Grissom turns to Vartann, and says.
"Sit down, we have a problem."
Vartann takes one of the spare coffees and sits in an empty chair.
"Go on." He tells Grissom.
Grissom takes a deep breath.
"Sara and Warrick have disappeared."
"What!" Brass spluttered, almost spilling his own coffee.
Vartann just stared at Grissom.
"Go on." He said in a calm voice.
"They both clocked in last night but they haven't clocked out. Both of their cars are still here and the Tahoe that they were using hasn't been returned. This is not like them, they wouldn't just disappear without letting one of us know. Vartann what happened at the scene last night."
Vartann reached for his coffee and took a sip, gathering his thoughts.
"Nothing strange happened. I arrived at the scene, had a quick look around while waiting for them. They arrived within minutes of David. Once the body had gone they started to process the scene. I hung around for a bit, but then headed back to PD to chase up some details. Everything was fine, nobody else was around that I could see other than them and the uniforms."
"You left them?" Spluttered Nick, "alone?"
"No. A uniform guy was there," Vartann answered. " They were laughing and joking together. I've not seen Sara look as happy since I started here."
Brass stood up, his face pale.
"I'll let the higher ups know. Vartann get a BOLO on the Tahoe and on Sara and Warrick. Gil somebody needs to go back to the scene and check that, also the autopsy needs checking.Gil I'll let you sort that out. Let's meet back here in an hour. Who ever is at the scene we'll use a conference phone."
Brass walked out of the room followed by Vartann, both already on their cell phones barking out orders.
Grissom put down his untouched coffee and pushed back his chair.
"Right Nick, you and Cath do all you can here with the body. Greg you come with me to the scene."
Cath looked up.
"No, I'm coming with you, Greg can stay here with Nick." Her voice was angry.
"Cath you are too close. I can't let you come out there." Grissom tried to reason with her.
"That's a load of bull! We are all too close. Nick and Greg think of Sara as a sister. Warrick is the one we all turn to, even you. Now let's go we are wasting time."
Cath stood up and grabbed her jacket from the back of her chair.
"Alright, let's get out there. Nick, Greg we'll talk in an hour." Grissom followed Cath down the corridor and out of the lab. Five minutes later they were in their own Tahoe heading out to the desert.
Greg and Nick pushed their chairs back and headed to the morgue.
"They'll be fine," Greg tried to reassure Nick as they walked.
"I don't know if they will, I'm scared for them."
"Hey, come on this is Sara and Warrick we're talking about. Neither of them would let anything happen to the other. You know they are most likely sat in the truck broken down waiting to be found." Greg chatted on, he didn't really think that but it was what he wanted Grissom and Cath to find.
"Okay. Let's see what the Doc. can tell us." Nick said as they entered the morgue.
Dr. Robbins and David looked up from the body in front of them.
"Nick, Greg." Dr. Robbins greeted them. "We were expecting Sara and Warrick."
David looked at them, noticing the air of tension around them.
"What has happened? Where are Sara and Warrick?" he asked
Nick took a deep breath before replying.
"They've disappeared. Griss and Cath are going over the scene, Brass and Vartann are sorting out their side of things."
"Oh God!" whispered David. "I was talking to them last night."
"David we'll find them." Greg said his voice full of strength.
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AN so what do you think? Shall I carry on? Let me know and maybe I shall! Thanks for reading as always, if you like you can always review.