Disclaimer: I own nothing with the possible exception of KRYX radio, which as far as I know doesn't exist. So please don't sue me, I'm a college student I don't have any money anyway. The song lyrics are borrowed from the Red Hot Chili Peppers and Rage Against the Machine, but I'll put them back when I'm done. The title comes from the song Face and Ghost by Live.
Should you feel so inclined you can archive this just please tell me, thanks.
This is my first attempt at any fan fiction so constructive criticism is very much wanted and appreciated, enjoy.
When The Darkness Turns To Light: Lost
By: PrepSatan
"…and if you're planning on driving down the Strip tonight you might want to think again, it's a sea of red out there, nothing but break lights. That's your KRYX 96 traffic for this hour Vegas." The radio went to commercial as Sara rolled over and hit it. She didn't want to get up yet. Despite going to bed early last night she was still exhausted.
"Fly away on my zephyr, I feel it more than ever, and in this perfect weather, we'll find a place together." Usually Sara liked the Red Hot Chili Peppers, just not today; she hit the snooze button again.
"Now renegades are the people with their own philosophies, they change the course of history, Everyday people like you and me." The irony of Rage Against the Machine being on the radio as Sara ripped it from the wall was lost on her. All she knew at that moment was she had a headache, the radio was too loud and she wanted to go back to sleep. The next assault on Sara's sleep was the phone ringing.
Gil was sitting in his office savouring his coffee and going over in his head where everyone was today. Nicky and Catherine were out on a robbery, Warrick was in the lab with Greg, and Sara was… That was a good thought, where was Sara? Grissom took his coffee and went down to the lab.
"Hey Warrick have you seen Sara?"
"No, she's not here yet?"
"Not yet"
"Maybe she heard the robbery on her scanner, went to help Nick and Catherine, and forgot to call in."
"Maybe, thanks Warrick."
Grissom went back to his office berating himself for not noticing. 'Damnit Gil, how could you not notice that Sara wasn't here? Where the hell could she be, think Gil did anything seem wrong yesterday?' He racked his brain but couldn't think of any reason that Sara would be away. 'Maybe Warrick was right, maybe she's with Cath and forgot to call, that doesn't sound like her though.' Grissom pulled out his cell and called Catherine.
"Willows?"
"Hey Catherine, it's Grissom, is Sara there with you and Nicky?"
"No, is she not at the office?"
"Not yet." 'Why does everyone ask me that?' Grissom thought to himself.
"She probably just slept in Gil; she's been pulling a lot of overtime this week. I'm sure she'll call in a minute and tell you she's running late."
"You're right, thanks Cath." Sleeping in just didn't sit right with him. Sara never slept in, she hated sleep, to her it was a waste of time and precious work hours. He called her cell anyway, just in case. When there was no answer he tried her house. Sara picked up on the forth ring.
"What!?"
"Hi, I'm looking for Sara."
"This is Sara."
"Sorry Sara, it's Grissom."
"Oh shit Grissom, I'm sorry I'm late for work!" Sara jumped out of bed. "I'll be there soon." Then her world went dark.
To Be Continued when my teachers get boring enough to write in class again (hopefully next week sometime).