Title: Barely Existing

Author: Cindy Ryan

category: 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. :)

35 hours missing

(10:45 am)

"We got a name to the fingerprint."Martin exclaimed as he rushed into the interrogation room clutching a computer printout. "Phil Caton."

"Tell me we have a last known address."Jack replied as he reached for a phone.

Martin smiled. "He's local. 237 Divine, #K. Been arrested many times for robbery and assault."

"You guys go."Jack ordered. "I'll have a warrant ready by the time you get there."

"Sam."Jack called halting her in the doorway coat in hand.

Sam turned slowly to face him waiting for the reprimand.

"Be careful."

Sam nodded before turning to hurry to catch up with the others.

Jack watched the empty doorway for a moment trying not to remember the last time he had watched her walk out a doorway on an assignment.

A voice in his ear snapped Jack back to the task at hand. "Yes, this is Special Agent Jack Malone. I need an arrest warrant for a Phil Caton."

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36 hours missing

(11 am)

With Brass and his officers waiting outside Vivian, Sam, Martin and Danny hurried up the stairs of an expensive condo weapons drawn.

"You sure this is his last known address?"Sam asked increadously. "This place is way too nice for an ex-con."

Martin nodded. "It's what came up. Maybe he came into a fortune gambling. This is Vegas after all."

Danny held up his hand to quiet them when they reached the third floor landing. He opened the door of the stair well and looked into the corridor.

"It's clear."Danny reported. "K's the only door on this floor."

"Go on three."Vivian ordered as she reached Danny's side and began to step past him. "One, two...."

"Three...."Danny finished as he moved quickly into the corridor and stopped in front of the condo door fully prepared to kick it in.

Sam called out. "Phil Caton, this is the FBI! We have a warrant for your arrest."

Danny, Vivian and Martin glanced at each other and then back at Sam. They waited.

One beat.

Two.

Vivian nodded and Danny and Martin took several steps back and then charged at the door kicking it open. The door flew open with such force that it bounced hard against the wall behind.

"Clear!"Danny shouted as they moved into the living room.

"Clear!"Martin reported from the kitchen.

Sam walked into the bedroom and spotted a short skinny Caucasian man with dirty blond hair stepping through the window onto the fire escape.

"In here!"Sam called to the others as she scrambled forward gun raised. She wasn't cleared for field duty officially. She couldn't fire her weapon without risking her career and Jack's.

"FBI!"Sam shouted causing Caton to freeze momentarily. "Move away from the window."

Caton laughed and reached back into the room. He picked up a heavy round lamp from the night stand and threw it.

Sam held up her hands to deflect the lamp but she wasn't quick enough. The lamp slammed into her left shoulder shattering on impact. Sam felt herself crashing to the floor just as Danny and Vivian raced into the room.

Danny was instantly kneeling next to Sam careful of the shards of glass.

"Sam, you okay?"

Sam waved Vivian toward the open window with her right arm. "He went out the fire escape."

Vivian raced to the window but Caton was no longer in view. "Martin's heading down there now. Brass's officer's are blocking off the building and surrounding area. He won't get far."

Sam tried to sit up and grimaced.

Danny didn't miss the pain in her face and took out his cell phone. "I'm calling an ambulance."

Sam reached out and grabbed his wrist. "Danny, don't."

"We don't know how deep some of those cuts are, Sam."Taylor replied his voice tight with concern. "You could need stitches."

"I'll deal with it later."Sam said as she started to rise to her feet."You know Jack will recall me. I want to finish this one. We have to get Caton."

Danny studied his friend for a long moment before he nodded and offered her a hand up. "Alright, it's your call. Did Caton say anything to you?"

Sam shook her head as she gingerly brushed glass off her sleeve. "No, he just laughed and threw the lamp."

"Let's see if there's anything in here."Vivian suggested as she began to search the bedroom.