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A/N: So Sorry it took so long!!! Work has been insanely busy!

Thanks:

Sara Sidle Stokes: Thank you! Thank you!

Sprinkles143: Glad you like the twist in the story!

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Lynn: Thanks so much! I work hard on the dialogue.

Skyler: Here it is! Sorry for the wait.

MissyJane: I'm hoping that in the end, Hank will get what's coming to him.

Queen Misfit 01: LOL! I promise that they will all live.

Mia: Sara will definitely help bring Hank to his knees.

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CSIaddict: Hey Jax! Sorry it took so long!! With the release of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix at work, I was pulling super long shifts! Here's the chapter though.

Tish: He'll be in prison soon enough

A Bloom: I couldn't forget about Greg!!  He is much too important

Prue Halliwell-Trudeau: I know what you mean!!

KellBell: Yuppers, Hank has officially lost it. AND!! You have put an idea in my head for a sequel….

Sara turned to Nick. "I know where they are."

Nick turned to her, surprised. "What are you talking about?"

"I know where Hank has them. When we were together, he would always talk about his parent's place. He's been looking after it ever since they moved into a little retirement community in Florida. It's for sale, but I don't think there have been any takers."

Nick looked at her, then back at the road, and then back at her. "Where is it from here?"

"It's about a 5 minute drive from here." Sara said, picking up her cell phone to call Brass.

Nick's mind began to wander, as he pictured his friends, probably tied up, held against their will. Anger flared from within as he drove faster toward their destination. No one was going to stop him from pounding Hank's face in. It was something he had been restraining himself from, but he couldn't find the control anymore. He didn't want to find the control. Hank needed to be taught a lesson, and Hank was only good at understanding one thing, fists.

Right here waiting, staying strong
Come and Fall into me

You say you've turned it off
Hid your heart upon a shelf
Scared of what it might cost
To take it down for someone else

Sara's voice broke his thoughts. "Nick? You're knuckles are turning white. Nick are you listening to me?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, Sara… sure…"

Sara rolled her eyes. She knew what he had been thinking about. There was nothing that she could do to stop his brain from functioning. "Look, just promise me that you aren't going to go in there with fists of fury."

"I can't promise you anything." Nick said, as they rounded the corner. Nick stopped the Tahoe and turned to look at her. "Sara, I don't think you should go in there." Worry formed creases in his forehead.

"Excuse me?" She said, catching his eye. "You don't want me to go in there, where my insane ex-boyfriend has my friends? I think you're mistaken. I'm going in there and no one can stop me."

Cause loving him you lost
Too much of yourself
Baby can't you see....that he's not me
And....

Nick narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth. Dammit… this woman can be so infuriating sometimes! "They're our friends Sara. Not just yours. Why is it that you always think that you can do everything alone, without the help of anyone else? Why can't you just let someone else handle this for once?"

"Because!" Sara said, exasperated.

"Because why, Sara? Because is not an answer." Nick continued pressing. There was something that they needed to get to the bottom of before they got one mile closer to Hank's hideout.

"Because Nick… Just because…" Sara couldn't bring herself to talk about it. She didn't like discussing her past. With anyone.


I need you to know you can fall into me
That my arms are wide open and will always be
Right here waiting, Staying strong
Come and fall into me

Nick reached for her hand. "Sara. What ever it is, you know that you can trust me. I won't tell anyone about anything."

Sara dipped her head. "I know that. I trust you Nick… I really do. It's just…" She sighed. "It's just that this is hard for me to talk about."

"Sara, we are trying to form a relationship. I need to know these things about you. I… I love you Sara, and that means everything about you. But I would like to know why you do the things you do."

"It's just that…" Sara sighed again before she continued. "I've always done things for myself. I've always done what needed to be done, by myself. My parents were usually too busy running the B&B that I didn't really get to talk to them very much. Anything that I wanted to get done, I had to do it myself. I'm just not used to having someone to help me."

Nick stared at her. Doesn't she understand that there are people out there who care enough to help her? "Sara… It's okay to ask for help. Especially of your friends. We are all here to help you, Sara. Don't you understand that?"

Sara turned to face him, her face clouded with a mix of emotions. "No! I don't understand it! I don't know what it's like to ask someone for help. I never have, and I don't plan to start now." She turned away from him, her arms crossed firmly over her chest. "Let's go."

Nick shook his head. Sometimes, he just didn't understand her at all. "Fine. Whatever." Nick looked at her one more time and he took in the sad look on her face. Something else is behind all this. I know it. He sighed inwardly. I'll catch you Sara. If you fall, I'll be there to pick you up.

I'll follow any road
Anywhere to get to you
I'll open up my soul
If that's what you need me to do

~Catherine, Grissom and Warrick~

Catherine stared straight ahead as Warrick attempted to get a grasp on the tape that was wrapped around Catherine's wrists. Grissom was watching the door, listening for any sign of Hank. Footsteps echoed down the hallway, and Grissom signaled Warrick to get away from Catherine.

The door swung open, and Hank walked in, carrying food for his three captives. "Dinner's ready, children." He said, smiling. He saw Catherine eyeing him. "What's the matter, Catherine? Don't trust my culinary abilities?"

"I wouldn't trust you to do anything, Hank. Let alone cook. You're an excuse for a man." Catherine spat at him.

Hank put the food down on the only table in the room, and stalked over to Catherine. "You know, for such a small woman, you have a big mouth."

"You know, for such a tall man, you've got a small…"

"Catherine…" Grissom warned.

"Brain." She finished.

I'll follow any road
Anywhere to get to you
I'll open up my soul
If that's what you need me to do

Hank looked at her, his face turning red. Nothing was making sense. He could see Catherine, but then he would see Sara's face in front of him, laughing at him. "Shut up Sara!!"

Catherine looked at him strangely. "I'm not Sara, Hank. I'm Catherine." Catherine was speaking softly, trying not to use her Mommy voice.

Hank's face contorted itself and he looked like he was going to blow. "Don't you use that voice with me Sara Sidle. I know who you are." He advanced upon her.

Grissom and Warrick jumped to their feet, and although their ankles were bound, as well as their wrists, they couldn't leave Catherine to face him by herself. "Hank!" Grissom shouted, his voice echoing in the enclosed room.

Hank whirled around, his eyes barely registering Warrick and Grissom's presence in the room. "What?!" He snapped. He turned around and advanced on the two of them. "What are you two doing here? It should only be me and Sara. Just me and my sweetheart." Reaching behind him, he pulled a gun from his waistband. "Didn't think I would come prepared? I'm nothing if not thorough." He had the gun pointed at them before they had even had a chance to move.

I need you to know you can fall into me
That my arms are wide open and will always be
Right here waiting, Staying strong
Come and fall into me

"Now, Hank, I mean we can forget about anything that we've seen here… I mean obviously you were only trying to talk to Sara, right?" Warrick said calmly. This guy is losing it!

Grissom just looked from Catherine to Hank. "Listen, Hank… We can talk about this. Sara is a reasonable person…. Maybe we can just discuss this, if you untie our hands."

"No!" Hank's shout echoed.  He pointed the gun at Grissom, his eyes meeting his. "I won't let you two go! I can't let you have her!" Hank fired his gun, sending Grissom to the ground, blood seeping out of the wound on his shoulder. He grunted as his body hit the floor.

"GIL!" Catherine shouted.

She tried to get up but Hank pushed her back down. "No! You're coming with me." Hank hauled her up to her feet and felt herself being dragged away.

"NO!" Catherine dug her heels in the hard cement floor, but had no choice but to be dragged out. Her wrists and ankles were bound, and no matter how hard she wriggled, she couldn't get free.

Warrick was kneeling down beside Grissom, trying to make sure that he was all right. Warrick could see the glowing light of Grissom's cellular phone. "I'm going to call for help now that nutty is gone." He walked over to the other side of Grissom's semiconscious body. "Gris. Gris!" Warrick said loudly.

Grissom's eyes moved over toward Warrick. "Warrick…" Grissom inhaled sharply from the pain. "You have to get help."

"I'm trying to. You're cell phone is the ticket out of here. I'll hold it you talk."

Grissom nodded. Warrick wrestled with the phone that was clipped on Grissom's belt.

The phone was on vibe mode and there was an incoming call. Warrick managed to get one of his fingers to hit the "send" button.

"Hello?" Grissom said shakily.

"Gris, my man, where have you been? Everyone says that you've been kidnapped." Greg said over the phone.

"I have… I am… Greg, I need you to call an ambulance and the police. I can't be sure where we are, but it seems to be an old office building or warehouse of some sort." Grissom inhaled sharply again. "He's insane, Greg. Hank thinks that Catherine is Sara."

"Right on it chief. I'll get you out of there!" Greg hung up.

"I hope he does what he's told to." Warrick muttered.

"I have faith in him. He'll come through for us."

~~ Nick and Sara ~~

They saw Catherine being tossed into a car, and being driven off by Hank. "Follow them Nicky! Please!"

Nick nodded and stepped on the accelerator. "We'll catch up to them. I promise."

Sara nodded tersely. Her phone started ringing. "Sidle."

"Sara? It's Greg. I heard from Grissom… We've got a problem."

"Greg? What do you mean you've heard from Grissom?"

"He somehow managed to get a hold of his cell phone, and I was calling him, so… Anyways, not the point. I think Grissom's hurt, but we've got worse problems than that."

"What is it Greg?"

"Hank is a psyho." Greg stated.

"You don't need to tell me that. I already knew that about him." Sara stated.

"Not what I mean. What I mean is, is that Hank has gone completely around the bend. He thinks that Catherine is you."

"WHAT?! Has he completely lost it??"

"I think so." Greg said.

"Right, thanks. Bye." Sara hung up her phone, sighing heavily. "Well, things just got worse."

Nick eyed her strangely. "What do you mean by worse?"

"Hank thinks that Catherine is me, Nicky. He has completely lost it."

Nick exhaled heavily and continued following the car in front of them. "We'll get Catherine back. I promise."

Just believe in love, just believe in us
Baby....

"You keep saying that you promise, but you can't make promises you can't keep. How do I know that he is going to turn nice and spare us?"

"You just have to believe it Sara."

"That's my problem, then. I don't." She turned away from him and faced the passenger side window so he couldn't see her tears.

I need you to know you can fall into me
That my arms are wide open and will always be
Right here waiting, Staying strong
Come and fall into me

Come and fall into me
Baby fall into me

A/N: Song: Fall Into Me By Emerson Drive, Album: Emerson Drive

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~Lisa