Sorry for the delay between chapters. I've been fighting a nasty cold this week.
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. :)
Greg sank down onto the sofa in the breakroom. He had waited until the room was empty. While he appreciated everybody's concern Greg just needed a few minutes to rest without questions about his well-being.
After a few minutes Greg picked up the nearby remote and clicked on the tv to a local station. He immediately wished he hadn't as he saw Sara's familiar face appear above the left shoulder of a red haired female reporter.
".....to keep you updated on this breaking story. Crime scene investigator Sara Sidle has been missing since late last night. The police have no leads and no suspects in custody.
This news team has learned that the FBI missing persons unit has been called in from New York City to investigate. We will keep you posted if there are any further developments.....now back to your regular...."
Greg clicked off the tv and angrily tossed the remote to the other side of the sofa.
Sara was in trouble. Held somewhere at the hands of a maniac and they couldn't do anything to help her.
Greg leaned back against the sofa and closed his eyes. It just wasn't fair. After all they had done to help others they were helpless to do anything for one of their own.
*******
"Anything in the employment files?"Martin asked.
Sam nodded as she scrolled through several screens. "Wasn't Warrick Brown the last to see her?"
"Yeah he dropped her off around midnight."Danny replied. "Why? Something interesting?"
"Let's just say he has a checkered past."Sam stated as she hit the command to print. "For starters he was nearly demoted for a gambling problem."
Martin leaned over and pulled the paper from the printer. "And not to mention the rookie CSI that got killed when he disappeared from a crime scene."
Jack looked over at Vivian. "Bring Brown in again. And pull up his financial records. If he's in debt and dealing with the wrong people we might have found our reason for Sidle's disappearance."
*******
Grissom took a bite of the club sandwich and immediately set it back down on the plate pushing it aside. The food had no taste to it at all.
Catherine glanced over at him as they sat in a small coffee shop. "Is it bad? We can send it back."
Grissom shook his head as he placed the napkin on the table and began to gather his coat. "No."
"Gil?"Catherine asked worriedly.
Grissom didn't reply as he stood and quickly left the coffee shop.
Catherine tossed a few bills on the table and grabbed her coat and quickly followed her friend out into the night.
"Grissom?"Catherine called as she finally caught up with him at her Tahoe.
"Give me the keys, Cath."
"Why?"Catherine asked though she had a pretty good idea what he was thinking.
Grissom's eyes flashed. "I'm giving you an order."
"And I'm disobeying it."Catherine replied sharply. "Talk to me, Gil."
Catherine jumped as Grissom slammed his right fist into the driver's door of the Tahoe.
"I have to be out there looking for her."Grissom replied quietly not noticing the redness on his knuckles.
Catherine placed a gentle hand on his right arm. "And where would you start?"
Grissom threw up his hands. "I don't know. I'll drive around the whole county if I have to."
"I'd give you the keys if I knew we had a chance in hell."Catherine replied as she shoved her hands deeper into her coat's pockets. "We don't even know if she's still in Nevada."
"Or if she's still alive."Grissom stated grimly as he looked out at the horizon.
"Gil....."
"I can't leave her out there alone, Cath."Grissom replied his voice threatening to break.
"We won't."Catherine replied fighting her own tears. "Sara's a fighter. And she's going to hang on until we can find her and bring her home."
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. :)
Greg sank down onto the sofa in the breakroom. He had waited until the room was empty. While he appreciated everybody's concern Greg just needed a few minutes to rest without questions about his well-being.
After a few minutes Greg picked up the nearby remote and clicked on the tv to a local station. He immediately wished he hadn't as he saw Sara's familiar face appear above the left shoulder of a red haired female reporter.
".....to keep you updated on this breaking story. Crime scene investigator Sara Sidle has been missing since late last night. The police have no leads and no suspects in custody.
This news team has learned that the FBI missing persons unit has been called in from New York City to investigate. We will keep you posted if there are any further developments.....now back to your regular...."
Greg clicked off the tv and angrily tossed the remote to the other side of the sofa.
Sara was in trouble. Held somewhere at the hands of a maniac and they couldn't do anything to help her.
Greg leaned back against the sofa and closed his eyes. It just wasn't fair. After all they had done to help others they were helpless to do anything for one of their own.
*******
"Anything in the employment files?"Martin asked.
Sam nodded as she scrolled through several screens. "Wasn't Warrick Brown the last to see her?"
"Yeah he dropped her off around midnight."Danny replied. "Why? Something interesting?"
"Let's just say he has a checkered past."Sam stated as she hit the command to print. "For starters he was nearly demoted for a gambling problem."
Martin leaned over and pulled the paper from the printer. "And not to mention the rookie CSI that got killed when he disappeared from a crime scene."
Jack looked over at Vivian. "Bring Brown in again. And pull up his financial records. If he's in debt and dealing with the wrong people we might have found our reason for Sidle's disappearance."
*******
Grissom took a bite of the club sandwich and immediately set it back down on the plate pushing it aside. The food had no taste to it at all.
Catherine glanced over at him as they sat in a small coffee shop. "Is it bad? We can send it back."
Grissom shook his head as he placed the napkin on the table and began to gather his coat. "No."
"Gil?"Catherine asked worriedly.
Grissom didn't reply as he stood and quickly left the coffee shop.
Catherine tossed a few bills on the table and grabbed her coat and quickly followed her friend out into the night.
"Grissom?"Catherine called as she finally caught up with him at her Tahoe.
"Give me the keys, Cath."
"Why?"Catherine asked though she had a pretty good idea what he was thinking.
Grissom's eyes flashed. "I'm giving you an order."
"And I'm disobeying it."Catherine replied sharply. "Talk to me, Gil."
Catherine jumped as Grissom slammed his right fist into the driver's door of the Tahoe.
"I have to be out there looking for her."Grissom replied quietly not noticing the redness on his knuckles.
Catherine placed a gentle hand on his right arm. "And where would you start?"
Grissom threw up his hands. "I don't know. I'll drive around the whole county if I have to."
"I'd give you the keys if I knew we had a chance in hell."Catherine replied as she shoved her hands deeper into her coat's pockets. "We don't even know if she's still in Nevada."
"Or if she's still alive."Grissom stated grimly as he looked out at the horizon.
"Gil....."
"I can't leave her out there alone, Cath."Grissom replied his voice threatening to break.
"We won't."Catherine replied fighting her own tears. "Sara's a fighter. And she's going to hang on until we can find her and bring her home."