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A/N: Okay, first of all, you guys are way too good with the replies!! Thank you so much!!! It just made me want to sit down and write the next chapter… so I did. : )
Miles from Nowhere Chapter 2~~ C.S.I Headquarters~~
Sara lay on the couch, still unconscious. Nick sat anxiously by her side, waiting for her to wake up. He smiled a little. She looked so peaceful. Ya, if it weren't for that angry bruise on her neck, his brain reminded him.
Warrick sat on the other side of the room. They were waiting for word from Grissom as to what to do next. The day shift people were dusting for prints and collecting evidence from the scene. For the first time in his life, Warrick Brown felt useless.
Sara moaned a little, the Chloroform induced haze starting to lift. "Where?" She whispered, her voice so quiet that Nick almost didn't hear her. She opened her eyes a little. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you would have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Because your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
Nick gripped her hand. "Sara? Honey, you're okay. I promise I won't let anything happen to you. But you need to tell us what happened. Someone has taken Catherine…"
Sara nodded, and signaled for pen and paper. She wrote down the entire events of that afternoon. Then she added, "water," to the end of the list.
Nick nodded and grabbed bottle of water from the fridge. Handing the note to Warrick, he said, "go give this to Gil. He's going to want to know what happened."
Warrick stood and left the room, leaving Nick to care for Sara.
~~Grissom's Office~~
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just so much that time cannot erase
Grissom sat in his leather chair, his elbows leaning on the desk, his head in his hands. He felt useless. Utterly useless. The love of his life was missing, and there didn't seem to be a damned thing he could do about it. What would you do without her? Oh God Cath… I need you so much… You have to be okay…
Warrick knocked a little and then entered. "Sara's waking up. She wrote down the events how they transpired. I think you should read this."
Grissom nodded, lifted his head from his hands. "Okay." He sighed, putting his glasses back on. His eyes scanned the page. "We need to show this to Brass." Grissom moved faster than he ever thought possible as he walked over to Brass' office. His heart was in his throat at the thought of maybe having a lead in Catherine's case.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears
And I've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
~~Somewhere~~
Catherine could feel the haze lifting, which was quickly replaced by a headache. Groaning a little, she tried to move to curl into a ball, but soon discovered that she couldn't. She lay hand-cuffed in the back hatch of the Tahoe. Grissom? Where are you?? I need you so much right now… A single tear trailed down her cheek. She knew who she was up against, and it wasn't going to be easy going against him. He should have been smarter than that… Unless he wanted me to know who he was…
She felt the Tahoe turn off the road, onto an unpaved strip of land. "We'll be there soon, sweet-heart." The voice drifted in from the front seat.
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
But now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
Catherine shivered at the thought. No one can call me that except for Grissom. Find me Gil… Please find me.
~~CSI Headquarters- Break Room~~
Nick help Sara sit up. She immediately put a hand to her head, the world spinning around. Nick moved to sit next to her and put a comforting arm around her waist. "Sara… When I saw you lying there… I… You…It… You scared me. I didn't know what to think."
Sara nodded a little and put her head on his shoulder. "I know." She whispered, her voice still hoarse.
"Sara, other than choke you, did he put his hands elsewhere on you?"
Sara shook her head. "Catherine."
"He took her Sar." Nick sighed. "Grissom's falling apart at the seams."
Sara nodded again. "He…" Her voice caught in her throat. "wanted… Catherine… Not me…In… the … way." Sara managed to get the words out.
Nick sighed and wrapped her in a hug. "It's okay Sara… there wasn't anything you could do…"
"Fought harder." She whispered.
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just so much that time cannot erase
Nick pulled out of the embrace and cupped her cheek. "You listen to me Sara Sidle. There was nothing else you could have done. He surprise attacked you from behind. What more do you want from yourself? What else do you think you could have done?" Nick looked at her, knowing that she didn't have an answer.
Sara nodded. "Thanks."
~~Brass's Office~~
Brass sat in front of Grissom, reading Sara's note. "So she remembers the person being gloved, which explains the lack of finger prints. She said that he had been wearing all black. He was tall, Caucasian, and apart from that, she can't remember anything."
Grissom nodded. "What are we going to do, Brass? Catherine is out there, with some weirdo keeping her hostage and I don't know if she's hurt, or alone, or crying… What good am I to her here?" Tears sprang to his eyes, and he turned away from Brass heading toward the door. Turning around again, the tears began to fall slowly, one drop at a time from his blue eyes. "What am I going to do if I lose her Jim? I don't think I could go on…"
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears
And I've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
Jim Brass stepped around his desk and put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "We'll find her. It's just a matter of time."
Grissom ground his teeth. "That's not good enough. I need to find her. Now." Opening the door, he exited the room, slamming the door behind him.
~~Somewhere~~
She heard the back hatch door of the Tahoe open and she prayed that he would uncuff her wrists. They were getting sore. Who are you, you arrogant… I recognized your voice… Now I want to know who you are…
He stepped fully into the light and Catherine gasped when she saw who it was. She had been expecting Eddie, or maybe even someone from her past… But this…. This dumbfounded her. "You?" She ground out. "Why?"
I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
And though you're still with me
I've been alone all along…
A/N: Hee hee hee… Guess you guys are going to have to wait until the next chappie until you find out who it is… Honestly, I haven't totally made up my mind as to who the weirdo evil nasty dude is… But I promise everyone will know by the end of the next chapter. What kind of evil person would I be without a cliffhanger???
Song: My Immortal; Evanescence ; Album: Fallen (And I think it may be on the Daredevil Soundtrack too)