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Catherine, Warrick, and Greg stepped out of the Denali and onto the familiar yard. Just a half hour ago Catherine had been talking to Nick on the phone warning him of possible danger from an insane stalker who had someone managed to escape custody.

She had hoped that he would be okay, sending an officer over to protect him as soon as they discovered what that Crane had escaped. But apparently that hadn't been enough. Crane had still somehow gotten to Nick. He was quick it had only been about ten minutes from when she had called Nick and the officer had arrived at his house discovering that Nick was missing.

Catherine reached the Nick's front door staring at the broken splinters that lay across the mat and seeing the abandoned gun on the floor.

"Warrick you work on the back, Greg I want you to check the outside, I've got in here." Both Greg and Warrick nodded at her requests and silently headed off to their destinations.

Catherine began pulling on her gloves and inspecting the room. The front door had been locked when the officer arrived as was evident by the fact that he had to break down the front door even to get access by the house. She inspected the locks and noticed that one of the locks was undone. Catherine knew that Nick kept all there of his front locks secure at all times and that Nick must have been opening the door when whatever happened, happened. Nick's gun which was lying by the door had the safety off which seemed to imply that Nick was wary of something.

She took some pictures of the gun and then picked it up in her hands slowly. She checked the magazine noticing that it was full and that there was a bullet in the chamber. Obviously Nick hadn't fired his weapon. She continued to survey the floor noticing some dirt in the entrance from the living room and the hallway. She again took a photo and collected a sample. Other then the gun there was no sign of a struggle, nothing. It looked as if Nick had just gotten up and left.

Catherine didn't believe that though and neither would anybody else on the team. Nick had been kidnapped, again, and just like before they were going to bring him home safely.

Grissom stepped out of his car and walked across the street to Nick's house. This was deja-vu. He could still remember the last time he had been here when it was a crime scene. He could still see how shaken up Nick had been about the man in his house and how his only comfort to Nick had been "I don't think it was about you Nick." How stupid could he have been, of course it was about Nick why else would Crane have gone through all the trouble of escaping and then kidnapping Nick would he could easily have just made a run for it.

Grissom walked into the house to be greeted by Catherine who gave him a quick rundown of the facts.

"We don't have much so far. Nick seemed to have his weapon out and ready but he never fired it. I also have a sample of dirt it's probably from Crane's shoe; hopefully it's unique enough for us to get a location out of it. Warrick is in the back processing the scene and Greg is working outside. I was just about to go check up on them do you want to tag along?" Catherine asked noticing how worried her boss seemed to be.

"Yeah, I want to see what they've found."

Grissom followed Catherine to the back door where they found Warrick dusting the door for prints.

"Hey Cath" Warrick responded never looking up from his brush. "I've found a few partials on the inside and I got a nice one on the outside handle. I'm just hoping there not Nicks. This seems like it was the point of entrance and exit for Crane. The door seems to have been picked; I've got signs of tampering."

Both Grissom and Catherine nodded. "Greg says he found drag marks from the back door to the driveway. He's looking for any tire tracks now." Warrick finished the statement with pain in his voice. Grissom couldn't even imagine what Warrick was putting himself through right now. Warrick would be blaming himself for what had happened to Nick even though there was nothing that anybody could have done about it.

"So let's run through what we think happened here." Grissom stated hoping to get Warrick's mind out of his own head and working on the case.

"Well it seems that for some reason Nick went to the front door with his gun drawn and began to unlock the door." Catherine responded.

"Then Crane came in through the back door surprised Nick took him down and then dragged him back out the back door and into a car waiting in the driveway." Warrick added.

"That sounds good. Lets keep processing the scene here I'm going to take Greg and the evidence we have now back with me to the lab and we will start working there." Grissom turned to leave and Catherine and Warrick continued their work.

Nicks head was killing him and he couldn't remember where he was but he remembered this feeling. This was the same feeling he had when he woke up in the back of Walter Gordon's trunk. This was the feeling you got after being drugged. That is when he remembered.

Crane! Nigel Crane had escaped from custody.

Nick tried to move but soon realized that his hands were tied securely behind his back and that he was moving. "I'm in a car." He said to himself as he started to survey his surroundings. He was in an industrial van of some type. There were no windows and no access to the cab of the van. He tried to move his hands around but realized that they were very securely tied together with zip ties and that without a tool of some kind he was probably not going to be able to free himself.

This time, remembering his previous mistake with Walter Gordon, Nick moved himself to the center of the van and waited. After about an hour of driving they finally came to a stop and Nick listened to Nigel step out of the front door and proceed toward the back of the van where Nick was located.

"Nick? Nick, I know you're probably awake by now. I am going to open this door. I have a gun and I don't want to shoot you, but if you try to attack me I will. Don't make me doing anything that I don't want to do. Do you hear me Nick?" Nick listened to Crane through the back door and considered his options. "Nick? It's not polite to not answer someone when they ask you a question."

"Yeah I understand." Nick responded through gritted teeth even as he placed himself in a squatting position ready to plow towards Crane as soon as he opened the door.

The door slowly began to open, letting in a little light from the outside and Nick prepared himself. Finally the door opened all the way and with a second of hesitation Nick plowed towards Crane knocking both himself and Crane onto the hard dirt floor. Nick began to quickly pick himself back up while Crane was too stunned by the blow when he felt a gun barrel to the back of his neck.

"He warned you." A female voice spoke behind the gun barrel. "You shouldn't have done that now he is going to have to shoot you. With that Crane pulled himself out from underneath Nick removed his gun from his pants and shot Nick in the arm.

Nick gritted his teeth in pain trying to not give Crane the satisfaction of seeing him in pain, and slowly tried to ignore the pain as the woman roughly grabbed him by his injured arm and steered him towards a big house a few hundred feet in front of them.

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