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Chapter 7
Sara opened her eyes groggily, her body felt like there was a crushing weight on it, her arms and legs felt heavy and awkward. She rolled her head back on the cold floor groaning slightly, it was pounding. It took every effort for her to bring her hand up to brush away hair on her face. She felt helpless.
She was confused and concerned and what ever drugs were in her system were doing their job.
Disorientated she tried to sit up, it was pitch black and she couldn't see a thing. After some effort she propped herself up against the wall.
What happened? Where was she?
She thought back to the last things she could remember…
"Sara and Catherine, you've got double homicide. Mother and daughter. Warrick…
She'd been working a case with Catherine; the girl that had been killed had been Lindsey's age…
"I'll be fine. What about you, the girl is Lindsey's' age?"
Then darkness. Nothing.
If she had been working a case with Cath, then she could be here too.
"Cath? Cath are you here?"
"Sara?" A mumbled voice called, she had obviously just woken too.
"I'm over here." Sara called.
Cath felt around blindly in the direction of Sara's voice, she touched her foot, "Is that you?"
"Yeah."
"What the hell is this place?"
"I don't know. I can't remember anything, what happened?"
"You were hit on the head, there was two of them, they forced something down my throat and I woke up inside something, like a bag. Then I was knocked out again and woke up here. - oh my god, Linds, I need to pick her up." Caths voice edged toward panic.
"Calm down, someone from the lab will pick her up. We just need to keep calm. What do you mean bag?"
"I dunno – like a trunk, with a zip."
Sara was still, and quiet. Cath sensed the change in the atmosphere.
"You know who's got us?" Cath asked.
She didn't reply.
"Sara!"
She took a deep breath. "Look I'm not sure, but trunks and drugs? Does this remind you of anything?"
"Natalie." She breathed.
"It's like when I was taken, but we're not in a desert."
"I thought she was in a mental hospital?"
"So did I, but think, who else want to take us? And it fits, last time she hit me around the head, put me in a trunk, and drugged me. But she wanted to kill me last time, there's a reason we are still alive. But some things just don't add up, why would she want you?"
"Because I got in the way." Catherine said.
Back in the lab…
Grissom ran over and tore the box open, when he saw the contents he turned his head away in disgust.
Inside the box was the miniature he had been terrified of.
It was a room with no windows and just one door. There was a light but it was not on, a blonde and a brunette were huddled together in the corner opposite the door.
Grissom looked stricken as he turned to the others.
"Natalie's got Sara and Cath."
Greg put his head in hands, "Are they?"
"They aren't dead, not in the miniature." Grissom said hastily.
"Man" Nick kicked the table, "How'd we let this happen again?"
"It's no ones fault." Greg said.
"What were you thinking Griss? Sending Sara and Cath on a case?" Warrick said.
"It's no ones fault Rick." Nick said.
"It's my girlfriend out there, for the second time. Even if we get her out, remember what happened last time… and Catherine…"
"Look guys, we should be concentrating on finding them, not arguing amongst ourselves." Nick pleaded.
"What about Ecklie, two of his CSI s are missing, even he's gonna notice." Greg said.
"Nick, Warrick I want you at the crime scene, process every last inch, talk to the officer on body watch I want to know everything he can remember. Greg inform Ecklie and come back to me."
"On it." Nick and Warrick said.
And they left the room.
"What about you?" Greg asked.
"I'm going to study the miniature, any clues for the location, Natalie likes to play games. But kidnapping and keeping alive isn't her style."
"You thinking an accomplice?"
"Maybe, how else would she escape from a top security criminally mental hospital? And we haven't had a ransom call yet, she's got them for something else."
And Grissom didn't want to think about what it was, or what her and Cath were possibly going through right now.
But he couldn't help her by sitting and thinking awful thoughts, he had to get to work.
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