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Summary: Sara was attacked while working alone, a body was stolen, and now the perp wants her too.

A/N: THANK YOU for all the replies I have received for the story! I really appreciate it. It really makes me happy that other people are reading and enjoying the story. Thanks again! ~

Now, on to the story….

~~~* Unwell Chapter 3 *~~~

Sara had fallen asleep again, this time peacefully. She lay comfortably in Nick's arms, finding the safety she craved within the depths of his embrace.

Nick however was not sleeping at all. Everything Sara had said about him knowing who she was had him unnerved. He knew that there was probably nothing he could do at this moment. His only task was to keep Sara safe.  He stared out the window, looking at the stars that now littered the sky.  He knew that the perp liked striking at night and that he had something to do with the Jane Doe that Sara had been working on.

"Nick?" Sara whispered softly. "Are you okay?"

Nick smiled a little. "Yeah, fine."

"Then why aren't you sleeping?"

"Because, I need to stay awake for you.

"Don't worry about it. With you here nothing can happen." Sara sighed and nestled deeper into his arms.

Nick smiled again at Sara's confidence in him. If only he felt the same way.

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CSI Headquarters

Catherine and Grissom were sitting in Grissom's office discussing the events of the last day. "I don't know why he came after her, let alone steal the body. But I can't wait to nail his ass to the wall." Catherine said, vengeance lacing her words.

"I know. So does everyone else here. We called in a temp for now to help with the testing of all the samples Warrick has collected so far." He lifted his coffee mug to take a sip.

Warrick walked into the office, holding a file folder. "We've got a problem Gris. But it could work in our favor."

"What's that, Warrick?" He said, lowering the coffee cup from his lips.

"The samples that I collected from the crime scene. One of them was… uh… semen." Warrick had never felt so uncomfortable saying those words.

"But, the doctor didn't mention anything about rape." Catherine said, gasping. Standing, she put her mug down. "I'm going to go and see Sara."

Grissom put a hand on her arm. "It's the middle of the night."

"She's a CSI. She'll be up." Catherine was more determined now, more than ever, to get to the bottom of what had happened.

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The Hospital

Sara lay awake, unable to sleep. She could finally feel Nick's even breathing beside her. She didn't want to wake him, but she needed to talk about what happened. She needed to. There were some things that she needed to get off her chest.

Catherine opened the door slowly, entering the room as quietly as possible. Sara's eyes turned to hers. "Sara, you're awake."

Sara nodded. Twisting out of Nick's embrace, she turned to kiss him. "I'll be back honey." Grabbing a piece of paper, she wrote, talking with Cath in Solarium. Sar~

Grabbing a robe that Catherine had dropped off earlier, she slowly put it on, wincing. Her body was incredibly stiff. Slipping into slippers, she padded out of the room.

When the entered the solarium, Sara was glad to get off her feet. "What are you doing here Cath?"

"Well, we have a problem."

"What's that?" Sara asked, a little confused.

"There were traces of semen at the scene, Sara. Did he touch you? Rape you?" There, I've said it. I hated to be blunt, but I had to be.

Sara's face changed. "No… I don't think he did. I would have remembered that. From what I understand, my clothing was intact, except for my shirt, which had been ripped in a struggle." Her face blanched some more. "You don't think that… I mean that… he had sex with… with… Vanessa, do you?"

"Vanessa? Who's Vanessa?" Catherine asked her quizzically.

"That's the name he used for the vic. Vanessa. His Vanessa."

"So this was a vendetta of some kind." Catherine said, slowly understanding what was happening.

Sara nodded. "He claimed that she was his property. I held for as long as I could, Catherine, I honestly did… But I thought he was going to kill me if I didn't. Honest! I never would have led him to her if I had known…" Her voice trailed off into a sob.

Catherine pulled her into a hug. "I know Sara. I know. It's not your fault. It's not Vanessa's fault. It's his."

Nodding Sara yawned. "I am going to go back to bed, okay?" She got up and walked out of the solarium.

Catherine pulled out her cell phone and dialed Grissom's number.

"Grissom."

"It's me. I figured a couple pieces of the puzzle out. The Jane Doe's name is Vanessa, and the perp is a necropheliac."

"Thanks Cath. See you soon." Grissom hung up the phone, running over to Warrick with the information.

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Somewhere….

She is going to pay for telling Grissom my secret. I knew that she would be a problem. I am going to have to be rid of Miss Sara Sidle sooner than I thought.

Greg rubbed his hands together in anticipation. Sometimes it pays to save the best for last.