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ok, even due to MAJOR lack of reviews, here's the next installment. Please review if you read...it really helps to write more if you know people are actually reading! Even if you hate it...just let me know :) enjoy!


After processing the scene, Sara and Catharine got in the Tahoe and headed back towards headquarters. Catharine saw that Sara, who was intent on paying attention to the road, was holding in a lot of something...she couldn't tell if it was anger, sadness, or despair. Hey, Sar? What's the matter?
Huh? Oh. I was just thinking. About the case. I just have a really bad feeling about this one.
Yeah, well like you said, it is very likely that she's alive. Just remember that.
But Cath, I'm more worried about what he's doing to her. God, I just HATE cases like this. A small tear was almost evident in her eye.
Me, too. Me, too. What kind of person would kidnap a pregnant woman, anyway?
One who is obsessed with her.
They sat in silence for the remainder of the ride.

Hello Mr. and Mrs. Monroe. my name is Sara Sidle. I am doing all I can to find your daughter. Sara really hated talking to the families. It was too hard. Not only did she have to deal with their grief, but she had to keep hers in check. And she wasn't really a people person. She somehow made it through the interview and got as much of the pertinent information from them as she could. As she walked out of the room, she ran into Catharine, knocking all the papers from both their hands.
Shit. Sorry Cath.
Don't mention it. You are just the person I wanted to see. Greg worked some wonders on the hairs I found. CODIS got a hit. Our perp is--
Rob Martin?
How'd you know?
Her parents told me the name of the teacher who had stalked and raped Emma. Damn. We have got to find her, Cath.
We will, Sara. We will.


Sara sat in the break room, sipping coffee. This case had nothing. They even knew who did it, but they had no idea where to find him. There was basically no evidence...only some hairs that had confirmed the identity of the perp. Sara hated being at a standstill. Especially when she knew that the poor woman must be suffering. This case had really gotten to her, more than most. Grissom walked in and sensed it.
Sara, are you ok? Do I need to take you off this case?
Hell no. Grissom, you know me better than that. I HAVE to be on this case.
Just don't let it get the best of you, ok?
Fine. I am going to take a shower and go home.


Rob Miller walked out of the grocery store. He'd had to pick up some things for his new house guest. He loved her and he was going to make her love him to. That is when e saw the woman who'd been taking up all the thoughts he wasn't using on Emma. This was the second time he'd seen her. He knew at that moment that he needed her, too. He loved her and Emma, and one day they'd both love him as well. He followed her to her apartment and began to think out his plan.

Four days later, he'd gotten her schedule down and quietly entered her apartment. He quickly packed her things and hid with them, awaiting her return.
She walked in the door and headed straight for the bedroom taking off her clothes as she went. Throwing them on the bed, she went into the bathroom and started a shower. He decided to make his move when she came out.
Naked and dripping, she emerged from the room. He jumped her from behind and placed the rag over her mouth. She was stronger than Emma. She actually got in a punch before she fell, hitting her shoulder on the dresser. She thought she felt blood and then blacked out. Rob Martin tended to her wound, quickly dressed her and quietly snuck her and her things out to his car.

tbc...