Disclaimer: I don't own CSI! Honestly I don't. :)

Info: Set in season 7 or 8 but Sara is there. Hey its fiction right?

Helpless.

Found.

Catherine was starting to lose hope. She had been tied up with her hands behind her back for hours and her arm was bleeding like crazy.

But finally after what seemed like forever, she heard a voice calling her name.

"Hello?" She called back weakly.

"Cath? Where are you? Are they still there?" She heard Sara call. Relief washed over her. She had never been so happy to hear Sara's voice.

"Over here. No they left." Cath said a little louder.

She heard Sara's footsteps come closer. She tried to move but her arm blazed with pain in response.

"Hurry Sara. I'm bleeding pretty bad." She said, her voice filled with pain. She tried to take deep breaths as she heard Sara rattle the door knob.

"Its locked Cath. Hold on a sec." She heard Sara bang on the lock but the door didn't open.

A few seconds went by and Cath was getting worried.

"Shoot it." Catherine yelled.

"What?" Sara called from the other side. She had expected that response.

"Shoot the lock." Cath repeated.

"Cath, it could kill you!" Sara yelled in a frustrated voice.

"I'm on the other side of the room," Catherine lied. "Shoot it."

It was silent on the other side and she could imagine Sara debating her options. Then a deafening bang filled the air.

Sara swung the door open and saw her. "You said you said you were on the other side of the room!" Sara looked at her accusingly.

"Yeah well I'm a little impatient." She said and grunted in pain as she accidentally moved her arm.

Sara ran over to her and untied her ankles. "Crap Cath, you had us worried sick." She told her as she gently ripped off the tape holding her arms together.

She slowly moved her arm forward, trying to ignore the screaming pain.

"Is Riley okay?" She couldn't help but ask.

"She's fine, but she thinks this is her fault." Sara said, putting a hand on Cath's knee.

"It's not. If anything it's mine." She said and looked up at Sara."What about Linds?" She asked, wincing as her arm throbbed again.

"She's a little freaked out. Why do you ask?" Sara said curiously.

"Cause the guys who took me were the ones who took her. They said we arrested the wrong guy."

Sara gave her a frustrated look and sighed.

But then they heard footsteps. Catherine assumed it was the cops and tried to even her breathing.

But her heart felt cold as she saw who it was : Carl and Branden.

XXX

Grissom sighed as he drove into the parking lot of the factory. Of course Sara had gone in by herself. Stubborn as ever.

He was about to get out of his car when the cops pulled in. Deciding that Brass would just have to let him come, he got out of his seat and crossed the parking lot.

As he walked, his radio crackled. He saw the other cops and CSIs look down at theirs. He heard Sara's voice on the other end.

"Nobody come in here. Catherine's injured but both suspects on scene. Nobody come in." He heard her voice. She sounded worried.

His heart hammered in his chest as he made eye contact with Greg, who's expression mimicked his.

Riley's eyes were filled with guilt as he looked into them. He walked towards her and put one hand on her shoulder.

"Look what I've done Grissom! Now I've put Sara in danger too! This is all my fault." She muttered, while sitting down on the curb. He bent down beside her.

" It's not your fault. I don't blame you." He told her comfortingly.

"And I don't either." Greg held Riley's hand as he told her.

Grissom stood up to walk towards Brass.

"We have to get them out of there." He told him, trying to stay calm and ignore the rising fear in his stomach.

Hold on Sara... We'll get you out of there...

Didn't see that coming did ya? Actually neither did i. Hehe tell me what you think!