Author's note - So this is the end of the story but if you want I can do a sequel. I am currently writing another story witch should be up soon. as always reviews are welcome. Enjoy!

"Thanks, I'll go check it out." At that moment Sean's phone buzzed. "Got a hit on the BOLO. Same abandoned house. We're gonna get Morgan back." he smiled.

"Good luck!" called Hodges as Sean sped off down the corridor.

The 'house' was a small wooden shack about 300 metres from Lake Mead. It was very much a hunter's cottage and had obviously be abandoned for quite some time. The newspaper on the table was dated 2006 and the place stunk of moths and mold. Sean and Brass were waiting at the front door with Nick and Greg covering the other exits. Brass signalled to Sean telling him when to go in. When Brass reached one they burst in the door, Sean checking the rooms to the left and Jim to the right. Suddenly they heard shouting coming from the back of the house. They ran over to Nick who was fighting against two men. It was the bodyguards from the club. Sean went to help but Jim pulled him back. "Go look for Morgan, we'll be down here waiting." and with a nod Sean rushed upstairs. He checked the rooms one by one. He found evidence that she had been there but he couldn't find her. He did find someone else though. Chad Brookes was lay on the floor dead. He had scratches up his arms and on his face and had what looked like a broken piece of floorboard stuck in his chest. Whoever killed him put up a fight, and won. "Um, guys, you might want to see this." The other CSIs rushed up the stairs, thinking the worst. When they arrived the relief shown on their faces soon turned to shock.

"Isn't that Chad Brookes?" Sara was the first to speak.

"Yeah, dead."

"Is that a piece of floorboard in his chest?" asked Greg.

"Looks like it. I want to say self defense but I might be wrong. Plus we still can't find Morgan."

"Maybe she killed him?"

"Hopefully she's ok." The four CSIs stood gathered next to the lifeless corpse of Chad Brookes contemplating their next move.

Sara was covering the outside of the house when she found a trail of blood leading into the woods. She followed it, the blood drops getting bigger and closer with each step she took. She was soon deep into the wood. The trees looked above her watching her every step. The noise of the birds was the only sound she could hear. She could no longer see the house or the cars. Darkness awaited her. Occasionally she saw a flash of colour from a passing bird. Suddenly she heard a scream. She saw the birds fly out from an area ahead of her. She ran to see what had happened. The sight before her shocked her. It was Morgan. She had blood all over her and although the wound didn't look too bad, it was obviously bleeding a lot. "Morgan!" she yelled.

"Sara?" Morgan's voice was weak.

"Come on, let's get you out of here." she helped Morgan stand up.

An ambulance was called as soon as Morgan got to the house. Her would, though small, was deep. She was now sitting in the back of an ambulance with a cloth on her shoulder. "Let me help you with that." a voice said. She looked up to see Sean standing in front if her.

"Hey Yeager."

"How are you?" he asked.

"I've been better."

"And worse." He sat down beside her. "You remember the other night?"

"Yeah."

"Did that kiss mean anything to you because it sure as hell meant something to me!"

"What? I thought you didn't like me because you left."

"I left because I thought I messed up."

"Oh. I don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything." he leaned in and kissed her again. Though it was less intense, there was more passion than the first time. If it wasn't for her injured shoulder Morgan would've wrapped her arms around him. When they finally broke apart Sean looked at her to see a massive smile on her face. "What are you smiling at?" he asked.

"You." she replied.

"What? Was I too good for you?"

"No, you were amazing. So you can stop trying to flirt with me!"

"I wasn't trying I was succeeding and I have a question for you."

"Go on." she smiled.

"Will you go out with me?"

"Let me think about it." she laughed. "I think I can do that."

"Good." he kissed her on the forehead. "Now I think you should focus on that shoulder. We can talk later."

"You sure?"

"Completely."