A/N Same old, same old... I don't own these guys.

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The ragtag team of CSIs huddled around Beth as she retold the story once more, pausing whenever someone interrupted to ask for further clarification or for more details. As they listened, their minds worked over and processed the information until there was not a single hint or clue left unnoticed.

Catherine's head snapped up as a thought suddenly came to her. She almost shouted she was so excited. "I think I might know where that is! I just took Lindsey on a hike over at Mount Charleston, and I heard rumors of there being a trailer somewhere in the park. No one seemed to know where it was in the park, since it covers roughly 316,000 acres. I didn't really think anything of it at the time, but it's close enough and is wooded enough to be just the place we're looking for."

Grissom was the first to respond. "It's a long shot, but we don't have much else." He quickly turned to Brass. "Jim, what can you do about getting a helicopter to survey Mount Charleston for that trailer?"

"I'll do better than one. I'll get at least two up in the air." With that, Brass stood and proceeded to pace the room while making a few calls on his cell phone. Within minutes, he had three helicopters lined up to begin an aerial search of the park.

"Thanks Jim. Now all we can do is wait."

After about five minutes of suspense-filled silence passed, Beth decided to make a move. Having regained a firm grip on reality, she finally became fully aware of the sacrifice that her friends were making for her and Greg. Everyone that was at her house had come off a long night's work and was dead-tired. But they had come to her side to help her in her time of need, regardless. She decided to show her gratitude by making them a sort of mid-afternoon breakfast. She made them scrambled eggs and toast, since that was about all she could cook. Although everyone was on edge, the food served to take some of the tension out of the air.

During the meal, Brass continued pacing. He ate very little off the plate that Beth brought to him. He remained in constant communication with the three helicopters, seeing virtually everything that they saw. After roughly half an hour, he abruptly stopped pacing and started speaking excitedly into his phone. Everyone stopped eating so that they could better hear what he was saying. Shortly thereafter, he hung up his phone and addressed the team.

"They've found a trailer in the park. It's around the back side of the mountain. It won't take us long to get there. I informed the local police to check the trailer for any signs of life, but they are not to touch anything."

Within minutes, everyone was in a vehicle. Warrick rode with Brass who led the way in a police cruiser, lights flashing and siren blaring. Grissom followed close behind in his Tahoe with Beth in the passenger seat and Sara, Catherine, and Nick sitting in the back.

During the drive, Brass heard from the local police that there was no one in the trailer, but someone had definitely been there recently. Brass informed them to remain at the trailer until he arrived.

They arrived at the park after a long and tense twenty minute drive. Everyone exited their vehicles while Brass talked to a park ranger. The ranger informed Brass that there was a service road that rounded the mountain, but it was in rough shape. He also informed Brass that neither the Tahoe nor the cruiser was fit for traversing the road, or path, as he called it.

Brass began to lose his cool. "Okay, so our vehicles won't last on this path. But there has to be something here that will. We need to get to that trailer now!"

The ranger quickly took a set of keys off his belt and tossed them to Brass. "Here. These are the keys to the park vehicle. She's been on that road a lot, and she'll definitely get you there in one piece. She's around back."

"Thanks." Brass quickly located the vehicle. It was a black Hummer. The vehicle was covered with mud, leaves, grass, and anything else that could be found in the park. It looked like it had covered every square inch of the park more than once. And it looked like it was ready to do it again. Everyone loaded into the H1 as Brass revved the engine.