Apoligies for the shortness of this it's a transition chapter :)
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.
"Did you find something?"Catherine asked as she entered the morgue. "Warrick's page was a little vague."
"Need your help."Grissom replied not looking away from the body laid out in front of him. "We're going to dust
the Anderson body for prints."
Catherine furrowed her brown in confusion. "Gil, that was the first thing we did. There were prints and DNA under her nails
but not enough to run through AFIS or CODIS."
Grissom nodded. "I know but we haven't found what they strangled her with. So the odds are good that if we check the
body over again we'll get enough of a print that AFIS can get a match."
Catherine moved further into the room not wanting to voice her doubts. The odds of them finding a useable print
were slim to none. But then this job had taught her that odds were never the be all and end all. Especially in Las
Vegas.
"Where do you want me to start?"Catherine asked as she came and stood next to Grissom.
*********
"How will you get them here?"
Donna slowly came awake as she heard the muffled voices.
"They'll come. They always do. That is their weakness....what they call justice blinds them."
Fatigue claimed Donna once more and she heard nothing more of the conversation that was planning her fate.
*********
Sara and Josh looked up as Captain Brass knocked on the open doorway. "Do ethier of you know where Grissom is? I
checked his office but it was empty."
Sara nodded. "He's over at the morgue. What's up?"
Brass walked into the room. "We may have some good news for you, Mr. Lyman. Clerk at a convience store on the
east side called in. He got suspicious when a customer nearly bought them out of ammunition."
Sara smiled. "Think he's one of our boys?"
Brass nodded. "Worth checking out. Tell Grissom I'm going to take a sketch artist with. Hopefully the clerk
won't get amnesia before we get there."
Sara walked toward the phone on the wall. "I'll call him."
"Thanks."Brass replied as he left.
Josh however remained rooted to the spot. His hands clamped down to the edge of the lab table. Josh couldn't seem to
catch his breath. If Brass was right the people who had Donna were stockpiling ammunition. Instantly the sounds of
Rosslyn came back to Josh.....gun shots, screams, sirens......he couldn't lose Donna to that madness.
"Josh, are you alright?"Sara asked after she had finished the phone call. She didn't like how pale his face was.
Josh slowly regained his composure as he turned to face her. "Yeah, fine. I think I'm going to try and get
some rest."
Sara placed a hand on his left shoulder. "I'll wake you as soon as we hear anything. One thing I've learned from
this job is that things seem to work themselves out."
"I wish I had your faith."Josh replied grimly as he turned and left the lab. The last thing in the world he wanted
to do was give up on Donna. It was just that he had lost so many people in his life that he had loved....Joanie, his
father.....he couldn't bare the thought of Donna ending up on that list.
Josh returned to the spare office and curled up on the cott. /Hang in there a little longer, Donna. We're trying to
find you.....I promise we'll find you./
Exhaustion finally took over and Josh sank into oblivion.
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.
"Did you find something?"Catherine asked as she entered the morgue. "Warrick's page was a little vague."
"Need your help."Grissom replied not looking away from the body laid out in front of him. "We're going to dust
the Anderson body for prints."
Catherine furrowed her brown in confusion. "Gil, that was the first thing we did. There were prints and DNA under her nails
but not enough to run through AFIS or CODIS."
Grissom nodded. "I know but we haven't found what they strangled her with. So the odds are good that if we check the
body over again we'll get enough of a print that AFIS can get a match."
Catherine moved further into the room not wanting to voice her doubts. The odds of them finding a useable print
were slim to none. But then this job had taught her that odds were never the be all and end all. Especially in Las
Vegas.
"Where do you want me to start?"Catherine asked as she came and stood next to Grissom.
*********
"How will you get them here?"
Donna slowly came awake as she heard the muffled voices.
"They'll come. They always do. That is their weakness....what they call justice blinds them."
Fatigue claimed Donna once more and she heard nothing more of the conversation that was planning her fate.
*********
Sara and Josh looked up as Captain Brass knocked on the open doorway. "Do ethier of you know where Grissom is? I
checked his office but it was empty."
Sara nodded. "He's over at the morgue. What's up?"
Brass walked into the room. "We may have some good news for you, Mr. Lyman. Clerk at a convience store on the
east side called in. He got suspicious when a customer nearly bought them out of ammunition."
Sara smiled. "Think he's one of our boys?"
Brass nodded. "Worth checking out. Tell Grissom I'm going to take a sketch artist with. Hopefully the clerk
won't get amnesia before we get there."
Sara walked toward the phone on the wall. "I'll call him."
"Thanks."Brass replied as he left.
Josh however remained rooted to the spot. His hands clamped down to the edge of the lab table. Josh couldn't seem to
catch his breath. If Brass was right the people who had Donna were stockpiling ammunition. Instantly the sounds of
Rosslyn came back to Josh.....gun shots, screams, sirens......he couldn't lose Donna to that madness.
"Josh, are you alright?"Sara asked after she had finished the phone call. She didn't like how pale his face was.
Josh slowly regained his composure as he turned to face her. "Yeah, fine. I think I'm going to try and get
some rest."
Sara placed a hand on his left shoulder. "I'll wake you as soon as we hear anything. One thing I've learned from
this job is that things seem to work themselves out."
"I wish I had your faith."Josh replied grimly as he turned and left the lab. The last thing in the world he wanted
to do was give up on Donna. It was just that he had lost so many people in his life that he had loved....Joanie, his
father.....he couldn't bare the thought of Donna ending up on that list.
Josh returned to the spare office and curled up on the cott. /Hang in there a little longer, Donna. We're trying to
find you.....I promise we'll find you./
Exhaustion finally took over and Josh sank into oblivion.