Chapter 13

"Sara, what if I put that man away and he was innocent? and I caused him to hurt our daughter?" Grissom said speaking a loud his fears.

Sara turned to look at him. " This isn't your fault, you followed the evidence Hun, and if he hurts her, it's because he's sick, not because of anything you did, no matter how much he wants you to believe it's your fault, it isn't. "

LAYTON'S PROPERTY

Sam walked around the small room. She wanted out, she wanted her Daddy, she wanted to go home.

Annie rolled over and winced in pain. Her arm was swelled. She watched Samantha pace the room. "Sammie, you'll wear yourself out."

" I've got to think of how to get us out of here. " She kept walking, but then stopped, and turned to Annie, she walked over. " How's your arm? "

"Numb and swelled." Annie stood slowly. "Sam, you have to be careful. Don't want them hurting you anymore." Sam's face had a bruise across one cheek.

" I don't care about me, you're my friend, and the one I'm worried about. " She ripped the bottom of her Halter top, and gave the cloth to Annie. " I don't know if you can use this for you arm or not, but that's what they do in the movies. " She tried to smile.

They tied the make shift sling around Annie's arm carefully. It helped ease some of the discomfort. "Thanks." Annie whispered. The door opened and in walked Michael Layton.

Sam immediately stepped in front of Annie.

"You can not protect her, little girl. Don't even try." He grabbed Annie and yanked her out the door with him. Slapping Sam backwards as she tried to stop them.

" NO! " She got up, yet again, and ran for the door, which was slammed in her face. " ANNIE! " She yelled. Sam slid down to the floor, for the first time here, allowing herself to cry for her best friend, being taken away from her.

GRISSOM RESIDENCE

Grissom paced the floor. He had been expecting Catherine to call already. He spotted Sara across the room rocking herself on the couch edge. He sighed as he knew nothing he said could help her.

She just sat there, staring into space, thinking about her baby.

The cell phone in his pocket rang. It caused him to jump. "Hello?"

"Hey, Gil, It's me, Catherine. I wanted to let you know that you weren't wrong. He was guilty."

Grissom let out a breath. "Thank you." He hung up the phone and knelt in front of Sara.

"He was guilty. Now we just have to bring our little girl home. We have to find her."

Sara looked at him, her eyes filled with tears, " But where do we start? We have no evidence of where she is, or how far she is away. "

He looked at her and shrugged. "I don't know. I just don't know." He hated feeling this helpless.

She looked at him, her eyes threatening to spill, " Gil? You think she's okay? She's always been so very strong, and daring, you think she's okay? "

"She came from you." Was his only reply as he stood and picked touched the glassed in bug collection that Sam had done for sixth grade science class. "She has to be." He whispered.

She looked at him, feeling so sad. Sammie loved her, always had, but was a true daddy's girl at heart, and Sara loved that. She knew how hard it was on him. It was her too, but nothing like what he must be feeling. She got up, and decided to go and get the mail. She walked outside, grabbed it, and was looking at it on her way in, when a sad smile appeared on her face. She walked in. " Gil? Sammie's new school pictures came today. "

He looked up at her. "I don't want a damn picture, Sara. I want my daughter." He said and slammed his fist into the wall.

She flinched a bit, closing her eyes. " I do too baby. " she whispered, sitting down, and taking the pictures out.

He'd comforted Sara when she cried, but he didn't understand why she couldn't do the same for him. "Does it ever occur to you that I need you?" He spat angrily as he stormed from the room.

Sara sat up, following him, " Gil, I don't know what to do. " She said calmly to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

He shrugged her off. "Just leave me alone."

" No, I won't leave you alone Gil... I'm sorry I haven't been here for you, I hope, I hope you can forgive me? " She asked, taking another step closer to him.

"I keep thinking about Kimmy and I won't let myself believe that we will have another daughter ripped from our arms. God couldn't be that cruel, could he, Sara? Could he take her too?" He nearly collapsed from not having eaten. He caught himself by bracing his arms on the table.

Sara wrapped her arms around him, holding him close to her, " I don't know baby, but we'll find her, she is a strong willed girl, she'll be fine... she has to be. " Sara sighed, petting his head, trying her best to comfort him.

The phone rang and he raced for it. "Hello?"

" Hello again Dr. Grissom, and how are you today? " He asked smugly.

"Where is my daughter?" Sara squeezed his hand. He tried to keep his voice steady.

"Well, have no fear, she's doing so much better then her dead friend... what's her name. Annie is it? " he chuckled evilly.

"What did you do to Annie?" He asked calmly.

" Oh, she's dead, we strangled her, and, ah, the look on her face, so very sad, full of fear... but what made me mad, was that YOUR little girl wouldn't move out of the way. She kept yelling afterwards take me leave her, but, she won't be able to see her anymore."