Sorry I didn't post yesterday. Finals are coming up and I swear that every proffesor thinks that I should spend all my time working on their class. Thank you everybody who has reviewed. I hope you like this next chapter.

Warrick walked into the crime lab carrying a box full of evidence under his arm. He had spent the last couple of hours pulling everything out of Crane's cell and putting it into evidence bags. He just hoped that the information that they needed to fine Crane and then Nick was in this box.

Warrick walked into the layout room where Greg was waiting for him. They immediately dove into their work hoping for clues. Warrick took out the letters that Crane had received by a woman only known as Carey and dusted for prints. Since she had written the letters her fingerprints were likely on it and if they were lucky she would be in the system and they would have a last name and face to put with her name.

Greg was analyzing other things. Trying to find any clue of where Crane might have taken Nick. There were newspapers clippings on Nick's abduction from a couple years ago, they were well worn and had obviously been read several times. Greg also found a journal that Crane had written in since he first entered prison.

Many of the entries just concerned regular life. There were mentions of Nick and how hurt Crane was by the fact that Nick had ignored him ever since the incident at Nick's home that had cause him to be arrested. About the same time as Nicks abduction Crane started mentioning Carey. They talked about many things including Nick and she seemed to be in love with him and Crane was very happy about this. Now all he wanted was the perfect life with a woman that loved him and his best friend, Nick.

While Greg had been reading the journal entries Warrick had sent off the fingerprints he had lifted from the letters and had come back to go over the letters to see if they could learn anything important from them. Grissom and Catherine soon joined them and were going over all the evidence trying to see if they could possibly see something different that would lead them to Nick.

Hodges entered the layout room. "I have the results of the dirt that you found." Everyone looked up hopefully. "Nothing special really. The components of it suggest that it is a mixture of potting soil and desert dirt. Probably from a farm out in the country."

"That makes sense." Grissom stated. "It wouldn't make sense for Crane to stay in the city, not when ever cop in the state is looking for him."

Everyone agreed that that was probably where he was hiding. Mandy soon walked into the layout room with more news. "I ran the fingerprints you gave me. Besides Crane and a correctional officer there was one other set of prints but they don't match any on record."

Brass was sitting across from Nigel Crane's cellmate at the Nevada State Correctional Facility.

"So what did you think of Nigel Crane?" Brass asked.

"Nothing really. He talked a lot to himself; I thought he was kind of weird."

"What did he talk about?"

"A guy mostly, his best friend, and a girl."

"Do you remember their names?"

"Umm, Nick and umm something that started with a C. I don't know I had only been with him for a few months, and I usually tried to tune him out."

"You don't remember the girls name at all?" Brass was getting irritated. He needed to find out who this girl was so that they could find Nick it had already been to long, and the chances of them finding Nick were getting slimmer and slimmer.

"I told you it started with a C. Maybe Catherine, Caitlyn, Candy."

"Carey?"

"Yeah that was it. Why is it so important?"

"Nothing you need to concern yourself with. Now is it possible that you know her last name at all, or anything that would help me find her."

"Hell no. Like I said I really didn't pay that much attention to him. Your lucky I remembered that much."

Brass was now getting really mad. This guy was of no help. "Did you ever hear Crane ever talk about escaping?"

"Now that I would remember, and no he never said anything to me about it. I thought he was crazy; I was surprised when they said he had gotten away. If I had known he was going to be getting away I would have tried to come along."

"You don't remember anything? Nothing? He never said anything about a house he owned or anything like that?" Brass was practically screaming at the inmate across from him.

"No nothing man. Sorry."

"Fine" Brass signaled to the guard to send him back and then just sat there thinking about Nick and how they had no clue where he could possibly be. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Grissom's number, Grissom needed to know that he hadn't been able to find out any new information.

Grissom hung up his phone after talking to Brass. This was not good. They had nothing. No evidence to help them, just the fact that Crane had Nick, he was probably out in the desert somewhere, and that there was possibly a woman named Carey helping him.

Grissom was never very religious, he might be catholic but he hadn't gone to mass in a long time, but all he could think of doing now was to pray. Pray that they would find Nick, pray that they would find a piece of evidence that would lead them to Crane, pray for Nick was alive and unharmed.

Nick sat in the corner of the room; it had been a few hours since he had woken up and discovered himself in this room. He knew that if he was ever wanted to escape he needed to get the bracelet off his leg somehow and then be able to overcome Crane and Carey and get out of this room. That had become more difficult as he had discovered that there was two cameras in this room and another one in the bathroom, every time he tried to inspect the bracelet he would receive a quick jolt. He figured they were watching him and didn't want him to really inspect it. He had moved over to this corner because it seemed to be slightly guarded from the cameras at least enough that he didn't think they could see him inspect the bracelet.

He was wrong as he soon discovered when he received another quick jolt from the bracelet and cried out. A few minutes later he hears footsteps coming from outside the door, and waits to see Crane slowly emerge from the door. In his hands he is carrying a tray of food. There are several slices of pizza, some chips, and a bottle of water. He sits it down on the table and then sits down in one of the chairs.

"Why don't you come up here and join me? I brought you some dinner I figured you were hungry." Crane motions to the chair across from him and Nick stands up but doesn't move any closer to Crane or the food.

"Come on Nick come sit and eat. We can talk?"

That hit Nick as incredibly funny and started laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Crane asked his face suddenly turning dark.

"Why am I laughing? I'm laughing because you want to talk. Do you really think that we have anything to talk about?"

"Of course we do. We use to be best friends I just want us to be able to be that again."

"Best friends? We were never even friends. You stalked me. You installed my cable one day and then you created this delusion that we were best friends. It never happened Nigel."

Crane didn't like this at all and immediately stood up pulling out a remote from his pants. He hit a button and Nick immediately fell to the ground as electrical current raced through his body. After about thirty seconds of this Crane finally released the button and watched as Nick relaxed.

"We will be friends Nick or you will die. It's that simple don't make it harder then it has to be. I am a very patient man." With that Crane walked out of the room closing the door behind him. Nick watched as the electronic lock turned from green to red, cursing Crane in his mind as he laid there helpless on the ground.

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