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"Hey how you doing?" asked Greg reappearing from the house.

"Dizzy" replied Sara laying her head against Catherine's shoulder and shutting her eyes. Sirens in the distance made her head pound worse.

"Come on"

"Hur" Sara was taken by surprise when Brass lifted her up her arms hung loosely by her side as he held her like a small child.

"Ambulance won't get down here" he said carrying her along the road.

"Cath I have a question" said Greg as the ambulance appeared in view.

"Where's the car?" Cath turned to face Greg in all the fuss she had completely forgotten they where following tire treads.

"Find out. I'll phone Grissom and follow the ambulance"

Greg nodded "phone" he simply said. Cath caught up with Brass. Sara was already laid on the trolley in the back an IV in her left arm.

"Cath you go in the ambulance I'll follow, Greg needs a car to get back" he gestured to where Greg had been stood and helped Catherine up the steps.

"Call Grissom" she shouted as the doors closed.

"There's nothing" Warrick slammed the file he was reading on the desk. "Yer, they were all sick but different illness, doctors the lot".

"So maybe he was already following when they got sick" Warrick was about to speak when Grissom's pager went off.

"Brass 911" he said picking up the phone and dialling Brass. Warrick knew something was wrong, he watched Grissom's face pale and for a moment there was a expression on his face.

"Sara's is being taken to hospital ill. I'm going you stay here and call Greg or Cath if you find anything" within seconds Grissom was gone leaving a worried Warrick and a pile of files.

On arriving at the hospital Grissom bit of the first nurses head trying to find Sara.

"Room 6a" the nurse replied sharply. Relief swept over his body when he arrived at her room. She was sat propped up by pillow talking to Catherine. She was dressed in a hospital gown he skin seemed to glow white where the sunlight hit it and there was some sort of rash visible on her right arm.

"Hey did I scare you" said Sara seeing Grissom stood at the door. Grissom couldn't form words to show how scared he had being.

"We'll you scared me" said Cath breaking the awkward silence.

"What happened?" asked Grissom finding his voice and taking a seat on the end of her bed.

"Viral meningitis apparently. There letting me go as soon as this drips finished" smiled Sara lifting her arm, which had a IV in it.

"You'd think she just had a cold, fever of 103 when they bought her in." Catherine looked at Grissom.

"She'll need someone to take care of her and get her home" said Cath expecting Grissom to give her time off to get Sara settled home.

"Yes, as soon as they let you out. I'll get you home" he said looking at Sara. Catherine and Sara were taken by surprise, Sara stared in disbelief, he worried that all she kept telling herself. Grissom was also surprised he had thought it but not expected to say it. He needed to know she was safe.

"Cath you get back and help Warrick because if he doesn't find anything soon I think he'll brake something" a murmur of laughter filled the room.

"I'll phone Greg" said Cath picking up her bag.

"He's looking for a invisible car," added Sara.

"No work talk just rest" said Catherine leaving a confused Grissom.

Robert watched Catherine leave from where he was cleaning across the hall. He wished he could take Sara now but he had to wait. He had watched her arrived, cleaned all of reception waiting for her to be brought in as soon as his poison took effect. He listen to the doctors call orders as she was wheeled by, she looked weak and he liked it. He sorted supplies near where they worked on her so he could keep watch. He watched as Catherine comforted her, as she was sick he watched for nearly ten minutes until she was stabilised and doctors left the room. Shortly after he saw Catherine leave and head for the toilets he slipped inside. Sara was laid asleep on the bed antibiotics dripped into her through an IV. He saw Catherine's bag pushed under the bed he took a book form it and her pager. He couldn't resist stroking Sara's hair and kissing her forehead before leaving. He stood remembering before realising that she had just being discharged he waited ten minutes before getting in his car and heading for her house.

"Gris you don't have to stay really" smiled Sara as he helped her into her house.

"It's a big case you should get back"

"They can handle it. I'm more concerned about you" he replied.

"I'm fine" she winced as he helped her sit down her stomach didn't seem to like movement of any kind.

"It's just like flu only worse" smiled Sara trying to make light. Grissom did not find it funny instead he headed over to her kitchen,

"Glasses?" he asked. Sara appointed to cupboard before lying down on the couch and getting herself comfy. Grissom pored a glass of water and put it down on the table next to her.

"Here we don't what you getting dehydrated" he smiled weakly.

BEEP. Grissom's pager broke the awkward silence.

"It's Cath," he said looking at the ID.

"Go I'm fine" Sara gestured waving her arm to the door.

"I'll only be asleep your not missing much". Grissom still wasn't sure about leaving her.

"I'll be an hour tops" he said getting up. As he left the building Robert watched from his car parked down the street Catherine's pager twirling between his finger a grin spread across his face.

Greg had been all over the house and found nothing. He wasn't even sure if he was looking anymore, his mind kept wondering to Sara. As if his thoughts were answered his phone rang. It was Catherine telling him what had happened and that Sara was doing fine. Now his mind was back on the job he followed the tyre marks outside and into the large shed, he had already searched around four times. The tracks vanished into thin air.

"Damn" Greg shouted dropping his phone as he struggled to get it back in his pocket. Then he noticed something it echoed. He began feeling along the floor banging every so often. Along the edge he found a rope he followed it to a lever on the side of the shed, how could he have missed that he thought to himself. On operating the lever half the floor lifted to reveal a slope. Grabbing his torch and kit Greg headed down into a underground room containing a car. He fumbled for the light switch. He gasped at what he saw. The room was covered in pictures and personal items. He went to the wall to get a closer look at the pictures. They were of the first victim and these weren't ordinary pictures the person clearly didn't know they were being photographed. The room was done into sections in each for one of the victims. Then he realised there were six block but only five victims. He went across to the opposite side of the room and froze. He slowly picked up the picture that was directly level with him. It was Sara asleep in her bed; he began to look at the other, crime scenes, shopping the list went on. Several tops hung among the photos. Shakily Greg reached for his phone.

Grissom had been constantly battling his desire to break the speed limit getting to the lab. On arriving he almost ran into Hodges.

Nick, Catherine and Warrick were sat in the break room discussing the case.

"This is feeble man" said Warrick having enough of files.

"Grissom what you doing here?" asked Cath as a breathless Grissom entered the room.

"You paged me" he said looking confused at Catherine.

"No. Why would I do that." Cath was interrupted by her phone. "Yes" she was only on the phone a matter of seconds.

"Call Brass get him to Sara's now" she shouted down the phone causing the whole room to jump.

"Cath" nick asked as she put the phone down.

"Greg found pictures of all the vic's at that house, there were ones of Sara" she said getting up.

"A trap" Grissom bolted from the room followed closely by everyone else.

"She's not answering" shouted nick his phone to his ear.

"Man he played us" shouted Warrick to no one in particular.

Sara was just beginning to drift of to sleep when she heard the door go.

"That was quick" she said pulling herself to a sitting position she was startled not to see Grissom but another man. He was of a large build and had short black hair that had a fringe that obscured his forehead.

"Get out" she shouted her voice wobbled as she did.

"Oh but I've only just got in" he grinned advancing on her. She was on her feet in seconds but she wobbled as the room spun, probably due to her illness. Within seconds she felt him make contact with her face. She fell to the side grabbing the couch for support her cheek throbbing.

"GET UP" he shouted at her. Sara whole body was shacking she had difficulty getting up. His fist made contact with her face, this time the world blackened and spun. She felt herself being pulled she tried to protest but her body wasn't listening. She felt her feet drag and with a final effort forced she feet into the mud hoping to leave some sort of mark before completely losing consciousness.

"SARA" Brass's voice bombed as he and several police officers rushed inside her house.

"Clear, clear" where the next shouts.

"Jim" Brass turned to face Grissom, Catherine and Nick who were all running down towards the house.

"She's gone" was all he could say to them. Grissom froze letting the others by him he just stared directly at Brass. He was too late.

TBC