Warrick, Nick, Brass and Sara sat in the break room waiting for the results on the tire treads found at the crime scene.

" I guess the good news is that they were not killed in the car accident," Nick whispered just loud enough so the three could hear him.

"There is nothing good about it" Warrick snapped and made a face when he jumped out of his chair and it flew backward. "If someone pushed them over onto those tracks they obviously wanted them dead, there bodies may not have been found at the scene but there is no reason to believe that either Gil or Catherine are still alive."

"Yelling at him and freaking out at us won't help find them" Sara defended Nick "you are a part of this team and so are we, we are all worried"

"All of you need to come back down to earth and chill" Brass intervened "there is no reason to think they are dead, and we are not going to make assumptions, we are going to wait for Greg to page us and find out what the evidence is telling us."

"I don't want to wait, I hate waiting, we should be doing something" Warrick retorted "this is ridiculous how long does it take." Warrick yelled, as he was ready to run down to the lab and find Greg.

"Sorry it took so long" Greg rushed in almost knocking Warrick aside "the tire treads that we found" he sighed. "I'm sorry guys, the treads we found belong to a 200l ford explorer, other then that I can't say much, I did check the data base to see if we could find a match to any other trucks we have lifted treads from and fortunately for us I found a match"

He sighed again and tossed the file toward brass who then read out the results "Oh god" Brass whispered, "Paul Winters, well his brother Jacob Winters owned the truck."

Sara shook her head "are we supposed to know who those men are?"

Brass dropped the file folder on the table "Paul Winters was our prime suspect in the case Catherine was working on, the case that had to close tonight actually because there was no evidence to hold him"

"Is this guy dangerous?" Nick asked, " I mean, what did he do?"

Brass sat down " he kidnapped over four different couples, he choose them, and then he would plan an attack, once he had his victims he would take them to what I am assuming is warehouse or something, he would torture the women, mentally, sexually, physically, and verbally. He would force the husband or boyfriend to watch, it was like a thrill for him to see the boyfriend helpless, while he had his way with the person he loved most. He ended up killing the last two couples but the first two couples got away, they id'd him but there was nothing else but that and it was not enough to hold him."

Warrick shook his head and pounded the table "so you're saying that Gil and Catherine were taken by this freak and they are as good as dead, because this guy committed the perfect crime?"

Brass shook his head " he thinks so" he paused and stood up " we will find him" he walked out of the break room and turned back "because there is no such thing"

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Gil watched in horror, as Catherine's body lay lifeless on the bed.

"Cath?" he called quietly hoping she would hear and hoping Paul would not. "Cath?"

Catherine snapped out of her dizzy spell and sat upright. "My head" she whispered to herself.

She turned to see Gil staring at her " I'm okay" she told him with reassurance in her voice " I'm alright?"

Gil shook his head " I'm sorry" he whispered.

Catherine looked around the room with a confused look on her face.

"What's the matter?" Gil asked with concern "Cath calm down" he yelled to her when she began to panic.

"I..I can't" she began pulling on the restraints " help" she pulled again "oh god, Gil he's going to..I can't"

She pulled again causing red marks and bruise to form around her wrists

"You have to calm down Cath please, you are going to ware yourself out" he called again " please stop"

Catherine gave up trying to break free and fell backwards onto the bed trying not to think about the plans Paul had for her and Gil.

Tears began to fall from her eyes and onto the mattress below. " I just want to go home," she whispered

All Gil could do was watch, he knew the horrible things she would be subjected to sooner or later and at this point he could do nothing to sooth her pain, nothing to stop this mad man and nothing to protect the women he loved.