Disclaimer: Same old blah blah… Not making any money from this, and CSI doesn't belong to me…

A/N: Thanks to:

CRaZyPiXiE (Thanks!); Sara Sidle Stokes (Thank you!! You will wait no longer); lilybelle80538 (Wow! Awesome reply! Thanks);  Corporal Cupcake (Sorry for the delay. Thanks for the awesome reply); j gard (Hank is one seriously messed up dude. Thanks for the reply); Tish (Psycho! There, I can say it! LOL. Thanks!); MissyJane (Hank is certifiable. Thank you thank you!); Ricki (Sorry for the wait. Awesome reply. Very glad you like the story.); CSIaddict (Sorry Jax! Life kinda got in the way of writing. Bleepin' job! Anyhoo, thanks for the reply!!); undercoveragent9 (I agree.. .Nick IS too damn sexy *  grr  *); Elle (Thanks! More to come soon); gilcathlover (Glad you liked the twist!); KatieJayne (The Daredevil Soundtrack rocks!! We definitely have the same taste in music.); Lynn (Thanks!! Your comment about the dialogue was really nice!! Awesome feedback!); heebiejeebie (here it is! The start of the Sara and Hank confrontation); A Bloom (Greg will be a key figure in the next few chapters after this one); shondie (the cliff idea is very tempting!); Prue Halliwell-Trudeau (Thanks! I find it very important to recognize the people that help keep the story alive. Glad you like the idea. :o) )

Also, I don't know if CSI's carry concealed weapons on the show, or what not, but in my story, Sara is.

*~ Chapter 12 ~ *

Sara stared straight ahead as they chased Hank's car. "What if we don't catch him, Nick?"

"We will, Sara. I know it."

Hank's car pulled off onto a dirt road, his tires disturbing the dirt that had settled, creating a cloud of dust.

Sara pointed to where they turned off. "He's taking her to his old cabin. He used to bring me there… That's the first place that we…" Sara cut herself off. That was close Sidle. Her face was burning in embarrassment.

"That's the first place that the two of you had sex?" Nick assumed correctly.

"Yeah. If there is one thing that I regret, is having sex with that man."

"Hindsight is always 20/20 Sara." Nick reminded her. "Whatever you did with him, it's because you were a couple, and that's just what couples do."

"I know that, it's just…" Sara sighed and shook her head. "It's just that…" She sighed again. "I'll tell you later. Let's just get him."

Nick nodded. "I'm going to hold you to that."

"I know you will." Sara stated. Unfortunately.

Hank stopped his car and Nick and Sara stopped a little further back, out of sight. "I think that we should let him think that he's alone. We don't need him doing anything drastic. Drastic is bad."

"On the other hand, surprising him isn't such a bad thing either."

Nick nodded. "Let's leave the car here. Better to surprise him on foot. I hardly think that a Tahoe creeping up the road would surprise anyone."

Sara nodded in agreement. "Okay." She opened the door slowly, and closed it lightly. Nick followed suit and did the same.

They walked low to the ground, allowing the tall dry grass to hide them from view.

"Nick… You take the front, I'll go around back. I know where he keeps the spare keys. In front, the key is under the mat, and it's above the door in the back."

"You know for a paramedic and someone who works so closely with the police, he doesn't know how to hide keys worth a damn." Nick scoffed.

"I know." Sara rolled her eyes. "Let's go." She started walking to her destination around back.

Nick grabbed her arm to stop her. "Wait." He pulled her to him and kissed her, hard. "Be careful, Sidle."

"You too." With that, she was off in a flash.

Sara felt her way to the back yard. The sun was beginning to set, and darkness was rising. Sara knew that she needed to get the key soon. She snaked her way through the grass to her destination. She stepped lightly on the back porch. She looked in the window and saw that Hank's back was to her. She reached up and grabbed the key and then ducked below the window on the door. I've got you now, you slimy son of a bitch.

Sara put the key in the lock and gingerly turned it. The lock slowly slid out of place. Sara turned the handle and opened the door slowly. She cringed when it let out a squeal. She ducked out of the view from the door. Please don't see me. Please don't see me. When Hank had no response, she entered through the small passage through the open door. Catherine saw her and tried to ignore her.

Hank was in the back bedroom, preparing the bed. Sara raised a finger to her lips to Catherine, telling her to remain silent. Sara crept toward the back bedroom.

I heard you're doing okay
But I want you to know
I'm addict
I'm addicted to you
I can't pretend I don't care
When you don't think about me
Do you think I deserve this?

Hank was leaning over the bed. "Hi Hank."

Hank's head whirled around. "Sara? But you were tied up in the living room, and you're clothing… It's changed… How?" He looked confused.

"How is not important. I want to talk to you Hank…"

He stepped toward her menacingly. "What about?"

"Us." She said, staring at him innocently.

"What about us?" Hank questioned.

"Maybe you were right… Maybe with a bit of couples counseling, we could try and work things out." I'm sorry Nicky… I don't mean it… I… It's just what I need to do to keep him quiet.
A smile spread across Hank's face. "Oh baby doll, you have no idea how happy you've made me." He reached for her and pulled her against him. "What about Nicky?"

"I'll explain everything to him, Hank." Sara said softly. Good… Good… this is working.

They walked together to the living room, Sara staying ahead of him. When they got to the living room, Hank caught site of Catherine and his face scrunched up. "Sara, what is going on here?"

"What do you mean?" Sara hedged.

"I mean… There are two of you…?" Hank looked more confused than ever.

"No… only one of me."

"Really?"

"Yes dear." Sara said sweetly. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Nick creep in the front door, which was off the kitchen.

Hank saw Catherine again. "Sara, what is going on here?" His anger was flaring. Then he saw Nick enter the room. Hank's hand snaked around her upper arm, his grip strong.

"Nothing." Sara whispered.

Nick moved to untie Catherine.

"Stop right there!" Hank shouted. "Leave Sara tied up."

"Hank! I'm right here… I'm not tied up."

"What are you talking about?" Hank rubbed his eyes, his confusion evident.

"Nothing dear. Nothing." I hope he doesn't figure this out before Brass gets here… I wonder if Nick called in our location.

tried to make you happy but you left anyway

I'm trying to forget that
I'm addicted to you
But I want it and I need it
I'm addicted to you
Now it's over
Can't forget what you said
And I never wanna do this again
Heartbreaker

~~Grissom and Warrick ~~

Warrick kept doing his best to apply pressure to Grissom's wound, as hard as it was. It wasn't comfortable, but it was working.

The door swung open and Ecklie and Brass walked in. They ushered Warrick away from Grissom.

Ecklie untied both Grissom and Warrick.

Warrick looked at him. "Thanks man. Appreciate it."

Ecklie nodded. "Appreciation noted. But don't think that it will get me off your case about gambling."

Warrick snorted. "Whatever."

Brass was applying pressure to Grissom's wound. The paramedics stepped in and got Grissom out of there as fast as possible.

"Nicky called us. They are at Hank's cabin. Let's go."

Warrick paused. "Do we even know where it is?"

"Yeah… It's off a little dirt path toward the mountains. Apparently we can see the Tahoe from the road." Brass said. "Let's get out of here."

Warrick and Ecklie followed Brass from the room.

~~ Hank, Nick, Sara and Catherine~~

Hank released his grip on Sara in a state of confusion. He was seeing two Sara's at once. He put his hand over his ears and started swaying back and forth. Tears glistened in his eyes as he tried to decipher what was happening.

His eyes opened, clear again.

Oh great, a sane moment. Sara thought to herself.

"Sara, love, what are you doing here?"

"Oh nothing much, just a little search and rescue." Sara retorted. Hank was back to his usual self.

"Funny Sara… So when are you moving in. Before or after the counseling?"

Since the day I met you
And after all we've been through
I'm still addict
I'm addicted to you
I think you know that it's true
I'd run a thousand miles to get you
Do you think I deserve this?

Crap… He was sane then too. "Why don't we talk about that later, okay Hank?"

Hank nodded. "Okay." His eyes clouded over and he stared at Catherine. "Sara," he said, addressing Catherine, "why did you dye your hair blonde? I liked you better as a brunette."

Catherine opened her mouth to say something, and then thought again. She closed her mouth and then opened it again. "It's only hair. It can change back." She said, shrugging.

Hank smiled and nodded.

Sara stared at him, confused. One minute, he's talking to me and then the next, he's talking to Catherine, thinking it's me. I'm seriously confused here…

Hank reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out his gun. He pointed it at Sara, and motioned with the gun for her to join her friends. She moved silently, and Nick stopped undoing the knots that were binding Catherine's wrists. He smiled evilly and his eyes had a mad shimmer to them. "Now, isn't this cozy? Isn't it going to be fun?? Sara gets to watch her friends die."

Sara stared at him. "I don't think so Hank."

"I think the first one to go is going to be Nicky. Despite the fact that you tell me there is nothing happening between you and him, I think he should be the one to go first, don't you?"

I tried to make you happy
I did all that I could
Just to keep you
But you left anyway

Sara took one step toward Hank. "If you hurt one hair on his head I'll…" She warned.

"You'll what??"

Sara stared at him and then sighed. "I guess you have it all figured out then don't you Hank?"

Hank nodded proudly.

Sara reached for her concealed weapon and had it out and pointing at him. "I guess you hadn't figured on this eh, Hank?"

Nick stared at her in surprise. This was a whole new tougher Sara. He kinda liked it.

Hank stared at Sara in equal surprise.

The rest of the scene played out in slow motion.

Sara started running forward, with Nick behind her. She slammed into Hank's torso, tackling him.

The jolt to his body sent a bullet reeling across the room.

How long will I be waiting?
Until the end of time
I don't know why I'm still waiting
I can't make you mine

Heartbreaker
I'm addicted to you

A/N: So sorry for ending it here, and for the long time between updates… I didn't really get a day off from work last week. I just got in from work and decided that it was time that I wrote the chapter, even if it meant staying up just a little later. Thanks for being patient!!!

Also, I'm not sure if a bullet can go reeling across the room… but meh, this is fiction… so it shall be… LOL

Song: Addicted by Simple Plan; Album: No Pads, No Helmets, Just Balls.

Note: This song is more Hank's point of view.

Like it? Don't like it? Either way, I want to know. Please R&R!

~Lisa