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.
Brass walked out of the CSI headquarters and was instantly surrounded by reporters.
/So much for keeping this under wraps./Brass thought bitterly as he tried to walk through the large
group.
"Captain Brass!"
"Captain Brass! What's the status on the Donna Moss disappearance?"
"Has the President been in contact with you?"
"Is Moss's kidnapping going to be classifed as a hate crime?"
Brass stopped and turned. "We can not comment on an ongoing investigation."
Without another word Brass turned back around and headed to his car. He could only hope that the press
wasn't going to cost Donna Moss her life.
*********
"Nick's report said the attackers wore gloves."Warrick stated as he stood across from Catherine and Grissom.
"True."Grissom agreed as he carefully turned the body onto her left side. "But if this murder happened as
quickly as we think it did mistakes were made. We know she put up a fight. Maybe she got a hold of one of the
gloves and got it loose enough for them to grab her neck bare handed."
"Isn't that a bit of a long shot?"Sam asked quietly from the doorway. He was trying not to look at the dead
woman. But Sam knew that if things had gone differently he could be looking at Donna laid out on the table.
"We work best with long shots, Mr. Seaborn."Catherine replied.
********
Josh jerked awake as his cellular phone rang. He fumbled momentarily trying to get the device out of the inside
pocket of his suit. Bleary eyed Josh hit the talk button.
"Lyman?"
"Josh, how are you holding up?"
"Mr. President."Josh replied relief in his voice. For several seconds he thought the phone call might have
been news on Donna....bad news.
"Is there any news?"Jed asked as he looked out the back doors of the oval office.
Josh leaned back against the wall. "No, Sir. Nothing."
"It's not in their interest to harm her, Josh."Bartlet said reassuredly."Not before they have some acknowledgement from
us."
"If that's all they wanted why weren't there any demands made?"Josh asked.
"I don't have to tell you that these people think differently then us."Bartlet replied just as Leo entered the
office.
"I know....it's just when I think of Donna being with them....I don't know what I'll do if....."
"Don't give up on Donna yet,Josh."Jed stated quietly as he turned the chair around. "She's a strong woman. If anybody
can survive this ordeal it's her. Just call if you need anything."
"I will. Thank you, Mr. President."Josh replied as ended the conversation.
"Is there news?"Leo asked hopefully as Jed hung up the phone.
Bartlet shook his head sadly. "No, I just wanted to check on him."
"How's he doing?"Leo inquired as he sat down.
"He's trying to hold it together but the not knowing is killing him."
"CJ's gotten questions from the press."Leo reported as he ran a weary hand across the back of his neck. "She wasn't
able to keep the networks from running with it."
"Let me know if anybody doesn't handle this with respect."
"Yes,Sir."
"Okay, what's next?"Jed asked knowing that there was still a country to run.
"Toby wants a few minutes to go over the speech."
Jed nodded. "Send him in."
**********
"Thank you."Brass said to the convience store clerk. "You've been a great help."
As they walked out of the building Brass turned to the uniformed officer next to him and handed him the sketch
artist's drawing. "Get this back to the station, ASAP. I want copies of it sent everywhere. Including the Feds. I
want it run through their face recognition program."
"Right."The officer acknowledged as he hurriedly walked to his squad car.
As he approached his own car Brass took out his cellular phone and called Grissom. Hopefully this was the break
they needed.
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.
Brass walked out of the CSI headquarters and was instantly surrounded by reporters.
/So much for keeping this under wraps./Brass thought bitterly as he tried to walk through the large
group.
"Captain Brass!"
"Captain Brass! What's the status on the Donna Moss disappearance?"
"Has the President been in contact with you?"
"Is Moss's kidnapping going to be classifed as a hate crime?"
Brass stopped and turned. "We can not comment on an ongoing investigation."
Without another word Brass turned back around and headed to his car. He could only hope that the press
wasn't going to cost Donna Moss her life.
*********
"Nick's report said the attackers wore gloves."Warrick stated as he stood across from Catherine and Grissom.
"True."Grissom agreed as he carefully turned the body onto her left side. "But if this murder happened as
quickly as we think it did mistakes were made. We know she put up a fight. Maybe she got a hold of one of the
gloves and got it loose enough for them to grab her neck bare handed."
"Isn't that a bit of a long shot?"Sam asked quietly from the doorway. He was trying not to look at the dead
woman. But Sam knew that if things had gone differently he could be looking at Donna laid out on the table.
"We work best with long shots, Mr. Seaborn."Catherine replied.
********
Josh jerked awake as his cellular phone rang. He fumbled momentarily trying to get the device out of the inside
pocket of his suit. Bleary eyed Josh hit the talk button.
"Lyman?"
"Josh, how are you holding up?"
"Mr. President."Josh replied relief in his voice. For several seconds he thought the phone call might have
been news on Donna....bad news.
"Is there any news?"Jed asked as he looked out the back doors of the oval office.
Josh leaned back against the wall. "No, Sir. Nothing."
"It's not in their interest to harm her, Josh."Bartlet said reassuredly."Not before they have some acknowledgement from
us."
"If that's all they wanted why weren't there any demands made?"Josh asked.
"I don't have to tell you that these people think differently then us."Bartlet replied just as Leo entered the
office.
"I know....it's just when I think of Donna being with them....I don't know what I'll do if....."
"Don't give up on Donna yet,Josh."Jed stated quietly as he turned the chair around. "She's a strong woman. If anybody
can survive this ordeal it's her. Just call if you need anything."
"I will. Thank you, Mr. President."Josh replied as ended the conversation.
"Is there news?"Leo asked hopefully as Jed hung up the phone.
Bartlet shook his head sadly. "No, I just wanted to check on him."
"How's he doing?"Leo inquired as he sat down.
"He's trying to hold it together but the not knowing is killing him."
"CJ's gotten questions from the press."Leo reported as he ran a weary hand across the back of his neck. "She wasn't
able to keep the networks from running with it."
"Let me know if anybody doesn't handle this with respect."
"Yes,Sir."
"Okay, what's next?"Jed asked knowing that there was still a country to run.
"Toby wants a few minutes to go over the speech."
Jed nodded. "Send him in."
**********
"Thank you."Brass said to the convience store clerk. "You've been a great help."
As they walked out of the building Brass turned to the uniformed officer next to him and handed him the sketch
artist's drawing. "Get this back to the station, ASAP. I want copies of it sent everywhere. Including the Feds. I
want it run through their face recognition program."
"Right."The officer acknowledged as he hurriedly walked to his squad car.
As he approached his own car Brass took out his cellular phone and called Grissom. Hopefully this was the break
they needed.