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Title: Gone
author: Cindy Ryan
catagory: Crossover--CSI/West Wing, angst
Pairings: Josh/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.
While Josh got some rest in one of the spare offices Grissom introduced Sam to the other CSI's. The last stop was the main
area of the lab where Warrick and Greg were working. After greetings and explaintions were said Grissom looked at Warrick.
"Tell me some good news."
Warrick shook his head grimly as he leaned against the counter. Greg barely looked up from his microscope.
"Wish I could."Warrick replied as he handed several printouts to Grissom. "I ran that list of hotel employees six ways
from Sunday and came up with a few misdemenors. Nobody's been convicted of anything more serious that shop lifting or
trying to bribe a cop out of issuing a traffic ticket."
"So you're back to square one?"Sam asked trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice.
Grissom shook his head as he placed the papers down. "Not necessarily. There's one place I'd like to look for prints."
"Where?"Warrick asked blankly."Sara hasn't had any luck with the rope."
"Has Robbins finished with the Anderson autopsy?"
Warrick nodded. "Yeah. Parents are flying in later today to claim the body."
Sam meanwhile had wandered over to where Greg was working and being the curious geek that he was began to exaimine
the different machines and gadgets. Greg slapped his hand away without looking up.
"You break, you buy."Sanders stated with a grin as he put another slide into the microscope.
Warrick looked back to Grissom. "What do you want with the Anderson body? Cause of death was clear."
"I'm hoping she can help us track down her missing friend."
Sam moved to stand next to Warrick. "How can that help Donna?"
"You'd be amazed at the places we find fingerprints, Mr. Seaborn. I'm just hoping our luck holds out."Grissom
replied as he turned to Warrick."Tell Robbins I'm coming and find Catherine and tell her to meet me there."
"Right."
**********
With growing terror Donna watched the men assemble rifles and pass around ammunition. If the police discovered
where she was there was going to be so much innocent blood spilled. And there was absoultely nothing Donna could
do to stop it.
Even if she found a way to escape Donna knew she was too weak to make it to safety.
"Drink this."The leader ordered as he shoved an open canteen in her face. Donna's eyes narrowed sharply.
"Didn't have time to poison it."The leader retorted as he non too gently pulled the tape from Donna's mouth. "Don't want
you to die from dehydration before we can put our little plan into motion."
"Why do you think killing people will make others remember you?"Donna asked her voice hoarse.
The man grinned as he pushed the canteen closer. "Look at history, darlin'. Nobody makes a difference without
spillin' a little blood."
Donna shook her head. "That's not true. There are other ways."
The man's mood changed. "I didn't take the gag off to hear your opinion. Do you want the water or not?"
Donna moved her head forward and gulped the water not knowing when she'd get more.
"Smart off again and you won't get anything."
Donna nodded weakly as the man replaced the gag and moved back to the others.
After he left Donna looked out the sole window wondering how this nightmare was going to end.
********
Josh tossed and turned struggling to find a comfortable position on the tiny cott. As he did so Josh couldn't help
but think of all the nights Donna had spent on a similar one in his hospital room after the shooting. Now Josh didn't
know how she could stand sleeping on the uncomfortable thing.
At the memory Josh felt fresh tears start to flow and he blinked them back. Had he ever truely thanked Donna for taking
care of him during his recovery? He couldn't remember.....he hoped he had. He hoped she knew how grateful he was that
he didn't have to endure that pain alone. That he didn't have to endure the nightmares alone.
Josh hit the pillow in frusteration. He was the third most powerful man in the country and he couldn't do a damn
thing to help one of the most important people in his life.
Josh collasped back onto the cott and closed his eyes hoping sleep would finally show itself.
Twenty minutes later Josh gave up on trying to sleep. He stood and wandered out into the hall and into the closet
lab.
Sara glanced up as Josh entered. "I thought you were resting."
Josh ran a hand over his face. "Tried but couldn't."
Sara returned her attention to the pieces of rope in front of her. "We can get somebody to prescribe something for you."
Josh leaned against the counter. "And I can get the First Lady to phone a perscripton in. Thanks for the offer but I don't
think an elephant tranqulizer would help right now. What are you working on?"
Sara hesitated. "You really want to know?"
Josh swallowed hard. "You're working on Donna's case?"
"Everybody is."Sara replied as she carefully turned one of the pieces of ropes over. "We found these in the basement
where your girlfriend was held."
Josh stared at the rope trying not to think of Donna being hurt and tied up. "She's not my girlfriend."
Sara met his gaze. "Sorry, I just assumed......not too many bosses would fly cross country when their assistants
go missing."
"We've been through a lot together."Josh replied hoping his voice didn't sound as shakey as it felt. "She helped me
recover after I was shot. Our relationship changed. Because of our jobs we couldn't act on the thing between us."
"Do you love her?"Sara asked even though she already had a good idea what the answer was.
"Yes."Josh acknowledged surprised at how good it felt to admit it. "I just wish I had told her."
"Don't give up on her yet."Sara reassured him as she turned back to the ropes. "And trust me romantic relationships in
the work place are't as complicated as people make them out to be.If you want the relationship to be long term you'll
find a way to make it uncomplicated."
"I just want the chance."Josh whispered his gaze never waivering from the rope.
Title: Gone
author: Cindy Ryan
catagory: Crossover--CSI/West Wing, angst
Pairings: Josh/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.
While Josh got some rest in one of the spare offices Grissom introduced Sam to the other CSI's. The last stop was the main
area of the lab where Warrick and Greg were working. After greetings and explaintions were said Grissom looked at Warrick.
"Tell me some good news."
Warrick shook his head grimly as he leaned against the counter. Greg barely looked up from his microscope.
"Wish I could."Warrick replied as he handed several printouts to Grissom. "I ran that list of hotel employees six ways
from Sunday and came up with a few misdemenors. Nobody's been convicted of anything more serious that shop lifting or
trying to bribe a cop out of issuing a traffic ticket."
"So you're back to square one?"Sam asked trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice.
Grissom shook his head as he placed the papers down. "Not necessarily. There's one place I'd like to look for prints."
"Where?"Warrick asked blankly."Sara hasn't had any luck with the rope."
"Has Robbins finished with the Anderson autopsy?"
Warrick nodded. "Yeah. Parents are flying in later today to claim the body."
Sam meanwhile had wandered over to where Greg was working and being the curious geek that he was began to exaimine
the different machines and gadgets. Greg slapped his hand away without looking up.
"You break, you buy."Sanders stated with a grin as he put another slide into the microscope.
Warrick looked back to Grissom. "What do you want with the Anderson body? Cause of death was clear."
"I'm hoping she can help us track down her missing friend."
Sam moved to stand next to Warrick. "How can that help Donna?"
"You'd be amazed at the places we find fingerprints, Mr. Seaborn. I'm just hoping our luck holds out."Grissom
replied as he turned to Warrick."Tell Robbins I'm coming and find Catherine and tell her to meet me there."
"Right."
**********
With growing terror Donna watched the men assemble rifles and pass around ammunition. If the police discovered
where she was there was going to be so much innocent blood spilled. And there was absoultely nothing Donna could
do to stop it.
Even if she found a way to escape Donna knew she was too weak to make it to safety.
"Drink this."The leader ordered as he shoved an open canteen in her face. Donna's eyes narrowed sharply.
"Didn't have time to poison it."The leader retorted as he non too gently pulled the tape from Donna's mouth. "Don't want
you to die from dehydration before we can put our little plan into motion."
"Why do you think killing people will make others remember you?"Donna asked her voice hoarse.
The man grinned as he pushed the canteen closer. "Look at history, darlin'. Nobody makes a difference without
spillin' a little blood."
Donna shook her head. "That's not true. There are other ways."
The man's mood changed. "I didn't take the gag off to hear your opinion. Do you want the water or not?"
Donna moved her head forward and gulped the water not knowing when she'd get more.
"Smart off again and you won't get anything."
Donna nodded weakly as the man replaced the gag and moved back to the others.
After he left Donna looked out the sole window wondering how this nightmare was going to end.
********
Josh tossed and turned struggling to find a comfortable position on the tiny cott. As he did so Josh couldn't help
but think of all the nights Donna had spent on a similar one in his hospital room after the shooting. Now Josh didn't
know how she could stand sleeping on the uncomfortable thing.
At the memory Josh felt fresh tears start to flow and he blinked them back. Had he ever truely thanked Donna for taking
care of him during his recovery? He couldn't remember.....he hoped he had. He hoped she knew how grateful he was that
he didn't have to endure that pain alone. That he didn't have to endure the nightmares alone.
Josh hit the pillow in frusteration. He was the third most powerful man in the country and he couldn't do a damn
thing to help one of the most important people in his life.
Josh collasped back onto the cott and closed his eyes hoping sleep would finally show itself.
Twenty minutes later Josh gave up on trying to sleep. He stood and wandered out into the hall and into the closet
lab.
Sara glanced up as Josh entered. "I thought you were resting."
Josh ran a hand over his face. "Tried but couldn't."
Sara returned her attention to the pieces of rope in front of her. "We can get somebody to prescribe something for you."
Josh leaned against the counter. "And I can get the First Lady to phone a perscripton in. Thanks for the offer but I don't
think an elephant tranqulizer would help right now. What are you working on?"
Sara hesitated. "You really want to know?"
Josh swallowed hard. "You're working on Donna's case?"
"Everybody is."Sara replied as she carefully turned one of the pieces of ropes over. "We found these in the basement
where your girlfriend was held."
Josh stared at the rope trying not to think of Donna being hurt and tied up. "She's not my girlfriend."
Sara met his gaze. "Sorry, I just assumed......not too many bosses would fly cross country when their assistants
go missing."
"We've been through a lot together."Josh replied hoping his voice didn't sound as shakey as it felt. "She helped me
recover after I was shot. Our relationship changed. Because of our jobs we couldn't act on the thing between us."
"Do you love her?"Sara asked even though she already had a good idea what the answer was.
"Yes."Josh acknowledged surprised at how good it felt to admit it. "I just wish I had told her."
"Don't give up on her yet."Sara reassured him as she turned back to the ropes. "And trust me romantic relationships in
the work place are't as complicated as people make them out to be.If you want the relationship to be long term you'll
find a way to make it uncomplicated."
"I just want the chance."Josh whispered his gaze never waivering from the rope.