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Title: Gone
author: Cindy Ryan
catagory: Crossover--CSI/West Wing, angst
Pairings: Josh/Donna, possibly Nick/Donna, Grissom/Sara
Raiting: PG-13 could change later
Summary: During a vacation to Las Vegas Donna Moss disappears. Can the CSI team find her in time?
Spoilers: general, WW--season three--Simon reference
Notes: This hasn't been beta read so all mistakes are mine.
"Nick, your computer's beeping."Lab technican Greg Sanders stated with a grin as he passed by the open doorway.
Nick set the article down that he had been reading and glared at the younger man slightly. "Thanks, Greg."
"No problem just keeping you guys on your toes."Greg replied as he moved away from the doorway munching on a slice of cheese pizza.
With a shake of his head Nick turned his attention back to the computer screen. He had been so engrossed in the article about President Bartlet that he hadn't
heard the program signal that it was done.
Nick frowned at the computer screen and then tapped a few keys.
The results were the same.
With a frusterated sigh Nick stood while hitting the keyboard command for print. Grissom definetely wasn't going to like this.
********
Josh had to physically fight to keep the images of what Donna might be going through at bay. Being in the crimialist's office wasn't helping by any means.
Josh leaned his hands on the surface of the front of Grissom's desk. "I don't give a damn about assurances, Mr. Grissom. What I need to know
right now is that you people are spending every waking moment finding things that will lead to Donna!"
Catherine sat quietly watching Josh Lyman. One thing she prided herself on was being able to read people. Right now she was noticing something curious
about Josh......he was certainly acting like a person worried about a missing friend but more than that he had 'man in love' written all over him.
"Josh, I understand your need for answers right now."Grissom replied with empathy. "But I want you to know that Ms. Moss's case is top priority....."
The ringing of Josh's cellular phone stalled all movement in the room.
Grissom's hand instantly reached for his desk phone. If it was the kidnappers they needed a trace.
Josh moved away from the desk and pulled out his phone. "Lyman?"
"Josh, it's Leo."McGarry replied softly. "Whereever you are now I need you to find the nearest chair and sit."
Josh felt his face pale.....the tone in his boss's voice he had only heard a few times before. "Leo? What is it? Is this about the President?"
Grissom moved his hand away from his phone and exchanged a curious glance with Catherine.
"No, the President's fine. You're not sitting down are you?"
Josh grasped the back of the closest chair. "Leo......just tell me."
Leo sighed. "Ron Butterfield came to see me. They had gotten a fax from a group claiming responsiblity for Donna's kidnapping and her friend's murder."
Josh felt his blood turn to ice as he closed his eyes. "Who has her Leo?"he asked in a hoarse whisper.
"West Virginia White Pride."
The phone tumbled from Josh's hand and hit the floor.
********
Three white men in their thirties sat in a living room of a run down house on the east side of Las Vegas.
"We should move her."A red haired man advised as he absently took a sip of coffee.
A black haired man with a pony tail shook his head. "We shouldn't have taken her in the first place nothing to gain."
The third member of the group a shaggy brown haired man spoke. "There's everything to gain, you fool. We have to reclaim the faith and respect of
our group. Bartlet and his people took that from us without a thought now they must pay. We'll move her tonight, get things ready."
Title: Gone
author: Cindy Ryan
catagory: Crossover--CSI/West Wing, angst
Pairings: Josh/Donna, possibly Nick/Donna, Grissom/Sara
Raiting: PG-13 could change later
Summary: During a vacation to Las Vegas Donna Moss disappears. Can the CSI team find her in time?
Spoilers: general, WW--season three--Simon reference
Notes: This hasn't been beta read so all mistakes are mine.
"Nick, your computer's beeping."Lab technican Greg Sanders stated with a grin as he passed by the open doorway.
Nick set the article down that he had been reading and glared at the younger man slightly. "Thanks, Greg."
"No problem just keeping you guys on your toes."Greg replied as he moved away from the doorway munching on a slice of cheese pizza.
With a shake of his head Nick turned his attention back to the computer screen. He had been so engrossed in the article about President Bartlet that he hadn't
heard the program signal that it was done.
Nick frowned at the computer screen and then tapped a few keys.
The results were the same.
With a frusterated sigh Nick stood while hitting the keyboard command for print. Grissom definetely wasn't going to like this.
********
Josh had to physically fight to keep the images of what Donna might be going through at bay. Being in the crimialist's office wasn't helping by any means.
Josh leaned his hands on the surface of the front of Grissom's desk. "I don't give a damn about assurances, Mr. Grissom. What I need to know
right now is that you people are spending every waking moment finding things that will lead to Donna!"
Catherine sat quietly watching Josh Lyman. One thing she prided herself on was being able to read people. Right now she was noticing something curious
about Josh......he was certainly acting like a person worried about a missing friend but more than that he had 'man in love' written all over him.
"Josh, I understand your need for answers right now."Grissom replied with empathy. "But I want you to know that Ms. Moss's case is top priority....."
The ringing of Josh's cellular phone stalled all movement in the room.
Grissom's hand instantly reached for his desk phone. If it was the kidnappers they needed a trace.
Josh moved away from the desk and pulled out his phone. "Lyman?"
"Josh, it's Leo."McGarry replied softly. "Whereever you are now I need you to find the nearest chair and sit."
Josh felt his face pale.....the tone in his boss's voice he had only heard a few times before. "Leo? What is it? Is this about the President?"
Grissom moved his hand away from his phone and exchanged a curious glance with Catherine.
"No, the President's fine. You're not sitting down are you?"
Josh grasped the back of the closest chair. "Leo......just tell me."
Leo sighed. "Ron Butterfield came to see me. They had gotten a fax from a group claiming responsiblity for Donna's kidnapping and her friend's murder."
Josh felt his blood turn to ice as he closed his eyes. "Who has her Leo?"he asked in a hoarse whisper.
"West Virginia White Pride."
The phone tumbled from Josh's hand and hit the floor.
********
Three white men in their thirties sat in a living room of a run down house on the east side of Las Vegas.
"We should move her."A red haired man advised as he absently took a sip of coffee.
A black haired man with a pony tail shook his head. "We shouldn't have taken her in the first place nothing to gain."
The third member of the group a shaggy brown haired man spoke. "There's everything to gain, you fool. We have to reclaim the faith and respect of
our group. Bartlet and his people took that from us without a thought now they must pay. We'll move her tonight, get things ready."