Title: Barely Existing
Author: Cindy Ryan
catagory: angst, Xover
pairings: Jack/Sam, Grissom/Sara
Summary: After 'Play with fire' Sara vanishes, Grissom calls in a favor
Notes: See part one. Thanks for the feedback. :)
Seventeen hours missing
5 pm
Vivian Johnson walked through the living room of Sara Sidle's one bedroom apartment. It was sparsely furnished but tastefully decorated. A sign of a work-a-holic who didn't spend as much time home as she'd like. Was a place to sleep, not much thought to furniture or decoration.
Framed pictures of family and friends scattered about table surfaces. Vivian moved through the apartment and found the young woman's computer resting on the foot of the bed.
Vivian picked up the laptop and turned it on. She walked back into the living room and sat down at the small kitchen table. Vivian pulled up the email program.
As she waited for the program to load Vivian glanced around the apartment and she couldn't help but wonder what Sara was going through at that moment.
***********
Martin looked at the computer printout and sighed. He had checked into the whereabouts of the three names that Gil Grissom's team had come up with.
Jack wasn't going to be happy with the results. They were back to square one.
Gathering the papers Martin walked out the door and headed to the other interrogation room where Jack and Danny were conducting interviews.
They needed a break on this case and soon and to Martin it didn't look like they were going to get one.
*********
Nineteen hours missing
7 pm
Jack Malone walked into the interrogation room that housed the white board. Danny was close behind. It was just past seven o'clock and all co-worker interviews had been completed.
Jack looked across the table at Vivian who had returned a half hour before. "Let's order in some food and go over what we have."
"Right."Martin acknowledged as he reached for the phone.
Jack glanced at Sam who had just put one of the phones down. "Were you able to get a hold of Sidle's family?"
Sam nodded. "Her parents are ex-hippies that run a bed and breakfast outside of San Francisco. They're getting the next flight available. No siblings."
Jack sat down across from Vivian. "Good. We'll get the flight number so we can have somebody pick them up when they arrive."
"Already taken care of."Sam replied with a smile as she leaned back in her chair.
Danny stood. "I'll find us some coffee and soda. I have a feeling we're going to need all the caffeine we can get tonight."
*********
Grissom walked into the breakroom to find it empty except for Warrick and Nick.
Warrick saw the file folder in Grissom's hand and shook his head. "Don't even tell me we have a case."
Grissom smiled briefly but it didn't quite reach his eyes as he walked toward them. "Think of it as a distraction."
Nick reluctantly took the folder. "Can't believe Covallo still wants us to work cases."
Grissom sank down onto the edge of the table. "We're stretched thin as it is, Nick, you know that. Despite how we feel about Sara cases still need to be processed."
Warrick glanced wearily at the folder Nick was holding. "What is it anyway?"
"Nothing you two can't handle."Grissom replied as he stood. "Casino robbery gone bad. Two dead."
"Great."Warrick grumbled as he stood and reached for his coat.
"Hey Gris,"Nick called halting the older man in the doorway. "You okay?"
Grissom nodded. "Yeah, fine. I'll call you if there's an update on Sara."
"Thanks."
Warrick watched Grissom leave and shook his head. "He's not fine."
Nick stood and reached for his coat. "Nobody is. We're all hanging by a thread until we know if Sara's okay and that thread is getting thinner by the minute."
Warrick took out his car keys and headed toward the door. "Let's go. I'll buy the coffee. I don't think I can stand on my own any more without an influx of caffeine."
Author: Cindy Ryan
catagory: angst, Xover
pairings: Jack/Sam, Grissom/Sara
Summary: After 'Play with fire' Sara vanishes, Grissom calls in a favor
Notes: See part one. Thanks for the feedback. :)
Seventeen hours missing
5 pm
Vivian Johnson walked through the living room of Sara Sidle's one bedroom apartment. It was sparsely furnished but tastefully decorated. A sign of a work-a-holic who didn't spend as much time home as she'd like. Was a place to sleep, not much thought to furniture or decoration.
Framed pictures of family and friends scattered about table surfaces. Vivian moved through the apartment and found the young woman's computer resting on the foot of the bed.
Vivian picked up the laptop and turned it on. She walked back into the living room and sat down at the small kitchen table. Vivian pulled up the email program.
As she waited for the program to load Vivian glanced around the apartment and she couldn't help but wonder what Sara was going through at that moment.
***********
Martin looked at the computer printout and sighed. He had checked into the whereabouts of the three names that Gil Grissom's team had come up with.
Jack wasn't going to be happy with the results. They were back to square one.
Gathering the papers Martin walked out the door and headed to the other interrogation room where Jack and Danny were conducting interviews.
They needed a break on this case and soon and to Martin it didn't look like they were going to get one.
*********
Nineteen hours missing
7 pm
Jack Malone walked into the interrogation room that housed the white board. Danny was close behind. It was just past seven o'clock and all co-worker interviews had been completed.
Jack looked across the table at Vivian who had returned a half hour before. "Let's order in some food and go over what we have."
"Right."Martin acknowledged as he reached for the phone.
Jack glanced at Sam who had just put one of the phones down. "Were you able to get a hold of Sidle's family?"
Sam nodded. "Her parents are ex-hippies that run a bed and breakfast outside of San Francisco. They're getting the next flight available. No siblings."
Jack sat down across from Vivian. "Good. We'll get the flight number so we can have somebody pick them up when they arrive."
"Already taken care of."Sam replied with a smile as she leaned back in her chair.
Danny stood. "I'll find us some coffee and soda. I have a feeling we're going to need all the caffeine we can get tonight."
*********
Grissom walked into the breakroom to find it empty except for Warrick and Nick.
Warrick saw the file folder in Grissom's hand and shook his head. "Don't even tell me we have a case."
Grissom smiled briefly but it didn't quite reach his eyes as he walked toward them. "Think of it as a distraction."
Nick reluctantly took the folder. "Can't believe Covallo still wants us to work cases."
Grissom sank down onto the edge of the table. "We're stretched thin as it is, Nick, you know that. Despite how we feel about Sara cases still need to be processed."
Warrick glanced wearily at the folder Nick was holding. "What is it anyway?"
"Nothing you two can't handle."Grissom replied as he stood. "Casino robbery gone bad. Two dead."
"Great."Warrick grumbled as he stood and reached for his coat.
"Hey Gris,"Nick called halting the older man in the doorway. "You okay?"
Grissom nodded. "Yeah, fine. I'll call you if there's an update on Sara."
"Thanks."
Warrick watched Grissom leave and shook his head. "He's not fine."
Nick stood and reached for his coat. "Nobody is. We're all hanging by a thread until we know if Sara's okay and that thread is getting thinner by the minute."
Warrick took out his car keys and headed toward the door. "Let's go. I'll buy the coffee. I don't think I can stand on my own any more without an influx of caffeine."