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Sara looked at the clock, it said 11:45am; it was time.
Sara climbed out of bed and opened the bag of clothes Catherine had brought
for her.
'Jesus Christ!' Sara thought 'what the hell?'
Inside was an ugly light pink pair of Capri and a white shirt with pink
designs on it and a pink sweater to match.
Sara's upper lip began to twitch. Where the hell had Catherine found these?
Sara thought she had hidden them very well, or even better, burned them.
Catherine was definitely using them to keep her in the hospital. Sara
shrugged and put on the outfit.
"You're really going, aren't you," a male voice said from behind her.
Sara spun around to see who it was, praying that it wasn't Nick.or
Warrick.or even worse, Grissom. Luckily, it was only Dr. Mahon.
"Um, doctor, please, don't call Grissom, I really need to get out of here,"
Sara said.
"Don't go out the front door, there are guards guarding every exit. Take
the emergency stairwell down to the 7th floor and go into the employee
locker room and grab an extra doctor jacket. After that, take the elevator
down to the first floor and take the garage exit. And do it quickly," Dr.
Mahon said.
Sara could only stare at him.
"Weren't you told to keep me here?" she asked him.
"Yeah. For as long as I want. Everything is fine and I don't want you here
anymore, but they won't let me release you. As long as you promise to come
back and pay, I'll help you get out," Dr. Mahon replied, shrugging.
"Why do I need the jacket?" Sara asked.
"A, to disguise yourself as a doctor and get out of here. And B, to cover
up that hideous outfit you're wearing, if I were you I'd burn it," he said.
"I'm planning to," Sara said.
"Good," he said. "Now go."
Sara ran down the hall and threw open the door to the stairwell. She
started to run down the stairs but realized that the door was closing
really slowly and someone would probably see it so she ran up, closed the
door, and continued on her way. As she was putting on the jacket on the
rack, it surprisingly fit her, an intern walked in.
"Hey, I've never seen you before. Are you new?" She asked kindly.
"Yeah, I am. I'm Sara," Sara said.
"I'm Katie," the girl said, they shook hands. "You better go. You don't
want to be late or Ms. Crawfeld will always be on your back," Katie said,
going over to her locker.
"Ok," Sara said, walking out. "That was close," Sara muttered to herself.
Sara felt sorry for the girl, she would be getting a sound scolding from
Grissom, but so was she. Sara made her way through the parking garage and
out of the hospital.
'I'm free!' she thought to herself. 'Free, free at last.'
Sara started to run.
An orderly wheeled the lunch cart down the hall. She was walking down to the next person on her list, a Miss Sara Sidle. She was extremely quiet and the orderly could tell she did not want to be here. She didn't know why the woman was so upset considering she had guards and her friends were with her almost 24/7; the orderly would love that kind of attention. The orderly turned into the room. First she saw the clock, which read 12:05pm. Then the empty hospital bed in front of her. The orderly abandoned her cart and ran to make the call.
Las Vegas Crime Lab The team was going over all the evidence from all the scenes. "Where are we trying to go with this? We know who did it, we only need to get him," Catherine said, clearly complaining. "Maybe going over the evidence will help us find a clue to his location," Grissom said, trying to calm her. "Oh, sure, he probably put a little red sign in his yard that says his address and phone number," Catherine said sarcastically. "Catherine, when is the last time you eat something?" Warrick asked. "Shut up," Catherine said. Warrick pulled something out of his pocket and threw it to her. "A power bar?" she asked. "It's something," he said. Catherine shrugged, unwrapped part of it, and started to eat it. A cell phone rang. "Grissom," Grissom said. "She what?! Be right there." "What did Sara do?" Catherine asked. Grissom raised his eyebrows at her. "She escaped." "I told you so," Catherine said, she got up and ran out the door with the others.
The team arrived to find Brass talking to a hysterical orderly. "I swear, I'm sorry. I didn't know she was gone until I brought the cart in. Now I will lose my job and I won't be able to pay anything." she was declaring over and over while sobbing. "You won't be fired," Brass assured her, trying to console her and make her stop crying. He saw Grissom and walked over to him. "What happened?" Grissom asked. "Orderly came in with the lunch cart and found her gone. Kid's going hysterical," Brass said. "How'd she escape? She isn't exactly close to the ground," Grissom asked. "Probably sneaked out, but no guards saw her," Brass answered. "Inside help?" Catherine asked, she had been listening the whole time. Brass only shrugged. "No evidence of any, but then, that's your area," Brass said. "What is going on here?" a voice demanded from behind them. "Miss Sidle needs her. whoa, Miss Sidle isn't here." "Dr. Mahon, how wonderful of you to join us," Grissom said. "When was the last time you checked on Sara?" Catherine asked. "Last night," Dr. Mahon said without skipping a beat. "Not this morning?" she asked suspiciously. "Her checkups have been reduced to once a day during the evenings," Dr. Mahon replied. "Oh," was all Catherine could manage in her embarrassment. "Can I go now, all this suspicion is starting to make me feel unwanted," he said, slowly backing towards the door, holding his clipboard behind his back. Catherine gave him a look and asked, "what's the hurry?" "I'm a doctor on call," he stated. "You got a point. Grissom, I forgot something in the car," she said. She started to walk out. She grabbed the sheet of the clipboard that has the schedule and on it 'SIDEL, SARA: 11:45AM.' "You lian s.o.b," she whispered to him. "Hey, I need that," he retaliated. "Well, it's mine now," she says. "Catherine, can you get me my water for me?" Grissom asked, oblivious to the entire conversation. "Sure," she said, putting the paper into her front pocket. Dr. Mahon quickly escaped out the door. Grissom sat on the bed and started to think. "Now where would she go?" he asked Brass, Nick, and Warrick. Nick spoke up first, "Home to burn that pink thing Catherine brought her. Who gave that to her anyways?" Grissom gave him a look, "her mother." "Ouch," Warrick said. "Well, let's go," Catherine said, standing in the doorway. "How long have you been there?" Grissom asked. "A while, Dr. Mahon showed me a shortcut," Catherine said bluntly. "A shortcut?" Grissom asked. "Yeah, it was some fire escape," Catherine said. "Brass, did we have guards on the fire escapes?" Grissom asked. "No," Brass said. The boys ran down the hall, pulling Catherine behind them. "What did I do?" she asked. "Where's the shortcut?" Grissom asked her. "Here," Catherine said, showing them the door. "Why?" "Sara probably used it," Nick said. "Oh." Grissom slowly opened the door and walked in. The team walked down several floors until floor #6. "Hey Griss, look what I found," Nick said, holding up a piece of brown hair. "She was here," Catherine said. "Let's go to her house, she should be there, it's 12:45," Warrick said. "Let's go," Grissom said, continuing down the stairs. Sara's Apartment Warrick opened the door to the apartment to find it empty and a fresh fire in the fireplace. "Looks like she was here," Warrick said, letting the others in. "Why would she make a fire and leave?" Grissom asked. Nick walked over to the fireplace and peered in. "One guess." "The ceremonial burning of the pink clothes?" he asked. "Yeah," Nick said. "She took some clothes from her dresser," Catherine said from Sara's room. "Wonderful," Grissom said sarcastically. A car engine started. "Grissom, did you leave the keys in the van?" Catherine asked. "Oh, no," Grissom said, turning on his heals and running out. "Men," she said under her breath. "And we're back to that," Warrick said after hearing her. "Damnit!" a man yelled from outside. The team ran outside to find the van gone and Grissom cursing. "She took the car, didn't she?" Catherine asked. A child's laugh was heard from behind them. The team turned around to see the little kid who had shown them the key laughing at them. "Vampire lady took your car, took your car, took your car. Vampire lady took your car, so you can't go away," the kid taunted. Grissom looked at the kid for a minute and yelled, "Brass!" "A new van's on its way. There was a lot of laughter on how you got your van stolen," Brass said. "Grissom, I forgot to give you this," Catherine said, giving him the appointment schedule. Grissom first looked at the schedule, and then at Catherine. "So, we caught our good doctor in his first lie," Grissom said.
Hospital Sara walked into Dr. Mahon's office in the doctor's jacket; Dr. Mahon wasn't wearing his. "Well, hello there Sara, how are you?" he asked her. "Good, I wanted to return this," she said handing him back his jacket. "I'd go now," Dr. Mahon said. "How do I get out?" she asked. The two looked at the air vent.
Grissom and Catherine walk into the doctor's office to find him at his desk, a jacket on the back of his chair. "Where is she?" he asked. "She who? This is a hospital, there are a lot of she's her," Dr. Mahon said. "Don't play dumb with me. I deal with a lot of liars every day," Grissom said. "You have to be a bit more specific," Dr. Mahon. "Sidle, Sara. The patient that escaped," Grissom said. "Oh, see now we're communicating," Dr. Mahon said. Grissom crossed his arms. Dr. Mahon shook his head and put on the jacket. "That jacket seems a little small for you," Catherine noticed. "It shrunk in the wash," he said. "Oh," she said. She paused for a moment and looked him in the eye. "Cotton doesn't shrink," she said. Dr. Mahon fell silent. "Dr., we need to talk," Grissom said. "About what?" Mahon asked. "Lying to us, for starters," Grissom said. "Oh." "What have you lied to us about?" Grissom asked. "I don't remember." "I don't buy it." "I got patients, excuse me," Dr. Mahon said. "Hold it," Catherine said, stopping him at the door. "Excuse me," a small voice said from behind them, tapping Grissom on the shoulder. "What do you need?" Grissom asked the intern. "Doctor Mahon is needed. Now," she said, pulling Mahon down the hall. "We'll talk later," Mahon said. The intern pulled him around a corner and Sara took off her wig. "That was good," she said. "Where'd you get the wig?" Mahon asked. "The fat lady down the hall," she said. "Oh." "I gotta go," Sara said, turning the corner and running. Dr. Mahon continued down the hall. "Dr. Mahon," Grissom said from behind him, he could tell from his voice. Dr. Mahon stopped in his exact position with one foot in the air. Grissom walked up to him. "Are you free now?" he asked him. "Can I move?" Dr. Mahon asked in a small voice. "It's a free country," Grissom said bluntly. "Of course it is, except when you're around," Dr. Mahon said. "What is that supposed to mean?" Grissom asked. "You're the expert, you tell me," Dr. Mahon said. As if on cue, Sara walked by in an intern outfit. "Sara!" Grissom called. Sara started to walk faster as Grissom began to follow. "Sara!" he yelled, breaking into a full ran. Sara ran at top speed and sped around the corner. Grissom turned the corner and spotted her at the desk shuffling papers. "There you are," he said, spinning her around; it was a poor, innocent intern. "Excuse me," she said. "I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else," Grissom apologized. "Oh, ok," she said, turning back around. "Wakko," she said under her breath. Grissom gave her a look and turned to Mahon. "You saw her, didn't you?" he asked. "You're so anxious to see her, you're seeing things," Mahon said. "You must be working to hard." Dr. Mahon walked away and into the doctor's locker room. He walked over and stood facing the lockers. "You are one lucky girl, you know that?" he asked seemingly no one. "Well, considering I've almost died twice in the past two weeks, yeah," Sara said, coming out from behind the lockers. "How'd you escape?" he asked her. "I walked into the girl's bathroom. It's the best place; Warrick's chicken, Nick's stupid, and Grissom wouldn't dare," she said. "Why doesn't that surprise me. What about the girl?" he responded. "She's the only one I'm afraid of," Sara said. "Why is that?" he asked. "She has the brains, the smarts, and the know-how. Unlike Nick she would figure it out, unlike Grissom she would go in, and unlike Warrick she would actually attempt to pull me out. So she's the only one I'm worried about," Sara said. "As you should be," Catherine said, coming out from behind another set of lockers and leans against them. Sara tried to escape but Catherine caught her by the back of the jacket. Dr. Mahon grabbed Catherine's wrist and jerked it backwards so that the jacket came of Sara. He forced Catherine to look at him. "The last time you tried to stop her she almost got killed Catherine, do want to risk it again?" he asked her. Catherine thought for a moment. "I'll go create a diversion. Sara, I never want you to complain that I haven't done anything for you," Catherine said, giving up. "Great, Catherine," Sara said. "Now get out before I get my sanity back and change my mind," Catherine said. Sara quickly slipped into the air vent. "That's smart," Catherine mumbled. Catherine looked at doctor Mahon. "What am I supposed to do?"
An orderly wheeled the lunch cart down the hall. She was walking down to the next person on her list, a Miss Sara Sidle. She was extremely quiet and the orderly could tell she did not want to be here. She didn't know why the woman was so upset considering she had guards and her friends were with her almost 24/7; the orderly would love that kind of attention. The orderly turned into the room. First she saw the clock, which read 12:05pm. Then the empty hospital bed in front of her. The orderly abandoned her cart and ran to make the call.
Las Vegas Crime Lab The team was going over all the evidence from all the scenes. "Where are we trying to go with this? We know who did it, we only need to get him," Catherine said, clearly complaining. "Maybe going over the evidence will help us find a clue to his location," Grissom said, trying to calm her. "Oh, sure, he probably put a little red sign in his yard that says his address and phone number," Catherine said sarcastically. "Catherine, when is the last time you eat something?" Warrick asked. "Shut up," Catherine said. Warrick pulled something out of his pocket and threw it to her. "A power bar?" she asked. "It's something," he said. Catherine shrugged, unwrapped part of it, and started to eat it. A cell phone rang. "Grissom," Grissom said. "She what?! Be right there." "What did Sara do?" Catherine asked. Grissom raised his eyebrows at her. "She escaped." "I told you so," Catherine said, she got up and ran out the door with the others.
The team arrived to find Brass talking to a hysterical orderly. "I swear, I'm sorry. I didn't know she was gone until I brought the cart in. Now I will lose my job and I won't be able to pay anything." she was declaring over and over while sobbing. "You won't be fired," Brass assured her, trying to console her and make her stop crying. He saw Grissom and walked over to him. "What happened?" Grissom asked. "Orderly came in with the lunch cart and found her gone. Kid's going hysterical," Brass said. "How'd she escape? She isn't exactly close to the ground," Grissom asked. "Probably sneaked out, but no guards saw her," Brass answered. "Inside help?" Catherine asked, she had been listening the whole time. Brass only shrugged. "No evidence of any, but then, that's your area," Brass said. "What is going on here?" a voice demanded from behind them. "Miss Sidle needs her. whoa, Miss Sidle isn't here." "Dr. Mahon, how wonderful of you to join us," Grissom said. "When was the last time you checked on Sara?" Catherine asked. "Last night," Dr. Mahon said without skipping a beat. "Not this morning?" she asked suspiciously. "Her checkups have been reduced to once a day during the evenings," Dr. Mahon replied. "Oh," was all Catherine could manage in her embarrassment. "Can I go now, all this suspicion is starting to make me feel unwanted," he said, slowly backing towards the door, holding his clipboard behind his back. Catherine gave him a look and asked, "what's the hurry?" "I'm a doctor on call," he stated. "You got a point. Grissom, I forgot something in the car," she said. She started to walk out. She grabbed the sheet of the clipboard that has the schedule and on it 'SIDEL, SARA: 11:45AM.' "You lian s.o.b," she whispered to him. "Hey, I need that," he retaliated. "Well, it's mine now," she says. "Catherine, can you get me my water for me?" Grissom asked, oblivious to the entire conversation. "Sure," she said, putting the paper into her front pocket. Dr. Mahon quickly escaped out the door. Grissom sat on the bed and started to think. "Now where would she go?" he asked Brass, Nick, and Warrick. Nick spoke up first, "Home to burn that pink thing Catherine brought her. Who gave that to her anyways?" Grissom gave him a look, "her mother." "Ouch," Warrick said. "Well, let's go," Catherine said, standing in the doorway. "How long have you been there?" Grissom asked. "A while, Dr. Mahon showed me a shortcut," Catherine said bluntly. "A shortcut?" Grissom asked. "Yeah, it was some fire escape," Catherine said. "Brass, did we have guards on the fire escapes?" Grissom asked. "No," Brass said. The boys ran down the hall, pulling Catherine behind them. "What did I do?" she asked. "Where's the shortcut?" Grissom asked her. "Here," Catherine said, showing them the door. "Why?" "Sara probably used it," Nick said. "Oh." Grissom slowly opened the door and walked in. The team walked down several floors until floor #6. "Hey Griss, look what I found," Nick said, holding up a piece of brown hair. "She was here," Catherine said. "Let's go to her house, she should be there, it's 12:45," Warrick said. "Let's go," Grissom said, continuing down the stairs. Sara's Apartment Warrick opened the door to the apartment to find it empty and a fresh fire in the fireplace. "Looks like she was here," Warrick said, letting the others in. "Why would she make a fire and leave?" Grissom asked. Nick walked over to the fireplace and peered in. "One guess." "The ceremonial burning of the pink clothes?" he asked. "Yeah," Nick said. "She took some clothes from her dresser," Catherine said from Sara's room. "Wonderful," Grissom said sarcastically. A car engine started. "Grissom, did you leave the keys in the van?" Catherine asked. "Oh, no," Grissom said, turning on his heals and running out. "Men," she said under her breath. "And we're back to that," Warrick said after hearing her. "Damnit!" a man yelled from outside. The team ran outside to find the van gone and Grissom cursing. "She took the car, didn't she?" Catherine asked. A child's laugh was heard from behind them. The team turned around to see the little kid who had shown them the key laughing at them. "Vampire lady took your car, took your car, took your car. Vampire lady took your car, so you can't go away," the kid taunted. Grissom looked at the kid for a minute and yelled, "Brass!" "A new van's on its way. There was a lot of laughter on how you got your van stolen," Brass said. "Grissom, I forgot to give you this," Catherine said, giving him the appointment schedule. Grissom first looked at the schedule, and then at Catherine. "So, we caught our good doctor in his first lie," Grissom said.
Hospital Sara walked into Dr. Mahon's office in the doctor's jacket; Dr. Mahon wasn't wearing his. "Well, hello there Sara, how are you?" he asked her. "Good, I wanted to return this," she said handing him back his jacket. "I'd go now," Dr. Mahon said. "How do I get out?" she asked. The two looked at the air vent.
Grissom and Catherine walk into the doctor's office to find him at his desk, a jacket on the back of his chair. "Where is she?" he asked. "She who? This is a hospital, there are a lot of she's her," Dr. Mahon said. "Don't play dumb with me. I deal with a lot of liars every day," Grissom said. "You have to be a bit more specific," Dr. Mahon. "Sidle, Sara. The patient that escaped," Grissom said. "Oh, see now we're communicating," Dr. Mahon said. Grissom crossed his arms. Dr. Mahon shook his head and put on the jacket. "That jacket seems a little small for you," Catherine noticed. "It shrunk in the wash," he said. "Oh," she said. She paused for a moment and looked him in the eye. "Cotton doesn't shrink," she said. Dr. Mahon fell silent. "Dr., we need to talk," Grissom said. "About what?" Mahon asked. "Lying to us, for starters," Grissom said. "Oh." "What have you lied to us about?" Grissom asked. "I don't remember." "I don't buy it." "I got patients, excuse me," Dr. Mahon said. "Hold it," Catherine said, stopping him at the door. "Excuse me," a small voice said from behind them, tapping Grissom on the shoulder. "What do you need?" Grissom asked the intern. "Doctor Mahon is needed. Now," she said, pulling Mahon down the hall. "We'll talk later," Mahon said. The intern pulled him around a corner and Sara took off her wig. "That was good," she said. "Where'd you get the wig?" Mahon asked. "The fat lady down the hall," she said. "Oh." "I gotta go," Sara said, turning the corner and running. Dr. Mahon continued down the hall. "Dr. Mahon," Grissom said from behind him, he could tell from his voice. Dr. Mahon stopped in his exact position with one foot in the air. Grissom walked up to him. "Are you free now?" he asked him. "Can I move?" Dr. Mahon asked in a small voice. "It's a free country," Grissom said bluntly. "Of course it is, except when you're around," Dr. Mahon said. "What is that supposed to mean?" Grissom asked. "You're the expert, you tell me," Dr. Mahon said. As if on cue, Sara walked by in an intern outfit. "Sara!" Grissom called. Sara started to walk faster as Grissom began to follow. "Sara!" he yelled, breaking into a full ran. Sara ran at top speed and sped around the corner. Grissom turned the corner and spotted her at the desk shuffling papers. "There you are," he said, spinning her around; it was a poor, innocent intern. "Excuse me," she said. "I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else," Grissom apologized. "Oh, ok," she said, turning back around. "Wakko," she said under her breath. Grissom gave her a look and turned to Mahon. "You saw her, didn't you?" he asked. "You're so anxious to see her, you're seeing things," Mahon said. "You must be working to hard." Dr. Mahon walked away and into the doctor's locker room. He walked over and stood facing the lockers. "You are one lucky girl, you know that?" he asked seemingly no one. "Well, considering I've almost died twice in the past two weeks, yeah," Sara said, coming out from behind the lockers. "How'd you escape?" he asked her. "I walked into the girl's bathroom. It's the best place; Warrick's chicken, Nick's stupid, and Grissom wouldn't dare," she said. "Why doesn't that surprise me. What about the girl?" he responded. "She's the only one I'm afraid of," Sara said. "Why is that?" he asked. "She has the brains, the smarts, and the know-how. Unlike Nick she would figure it out, unlike Grissom she would go in, and unlike Warrick she would actually attempt to pull me out. So she's the only one I'm worried about," Sara said. "As you should be," Catherine said, coming out from behind another set of lockers and leans against them. Sara tried to escape but Catherine caught her by the back of the jacket. Dr. Mahon grabbed Catherine's wrist and jerked it backwards so that the jacket came of Sara. He forced Catherine to look at him. "The last time you tried to stop her she almost got killed Catherine, do want to risk it again?" he asked her. Catherine thought for a moment. "I'll go create a diversion. Sara, I never want you to complain that I haven't done anything for you," Catherine said, giving up. "Great, Catherine," Sara said. "Now get out before I get my sanity back and change my mind," Catherine said. Sara quickly slipped into the air vent. "That's smart," Catherine mumbled. Catherine looked at doctor Mahon. "What am I supposed to do?"