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Firebird Phoenix , feel free to use the name Powel, I only used it because it's my friends name and they wanted to be in it.

The drive was taking forever, Catherine had pulled Grissom out the driving seat when he got in the car saying that she didn't wasn't to be in a car crash because he skipped a red light. Catherine knew what Grissom felt for Sara and so did everybody else. Grissom was now sat in the front staring at trees whizzing by. Nick was tapping on the back window, which was driving Warrick mad. Catherine was waiting for one to kill the other.

Finally, what felt like two hours but was only twenty-five minutes later they were driving of the side of the road. Grissom bolted from the car grabbing his kit as he went.

"Grissom" Nick shouted pointing to an object in the distance.

"Car" Warrick seemed to think stating the obvious was helpful.

"Wait" Brass drew his gun and signalled for some police officers to follow him. Cath gently held Grissom's arm to prevent him from running in.

"Clear" Brass called waving everyone over. Everyone grabbed their kits and ran over. Grissom was the first to arrive sprinting to the car.

"Blood" he simply said shinning his torch over the pool that had collected on the back seat.

"Not enough for her to have bled out" relief was evident in Nick voice as he opened the door Grissom turned away and kicked the side of his kit. This took everyone by surprise.

"She could be anywhere" he shouted to everyone and yet no-one. Warrick and Catherine began going over the car.

"Hair's", called Catherine picking up a bundle of short black hairs.

Greg watched from a distance as he walked around the car checking for footprints. "Rain's washed everything away" he muttered to himself. Nick was clearly doing the same only slightly further out. He didn't know what he was looking for if anything. There were bits of rubbish, wash marks from where the rain had run down slight slopes. Then he saw it, a mound of mud. It looked like it had been scraped with someone's nails. Although the edges where washed away you could still make out lines from where fingers had being. Nick bent down and saw a small piece of paper.

"GUY'S" he shouted, using tweezers to pick the piece of paper up.

"Looks like someone wanted us to find this" he smiled.

"Check the blood" called Grissom not getting his hopes up. Nick swabbed the paper causing the cotton to turn purple.

"Blood" he called now sticking the swab down on an indicator for human or non-human blood.

"Two lines it's human" he shouted to the now gathered crowd.

"Were coming Sara" Grissom whispered.

"Right a line now, start looking heading east, SLOWLY, its better to go slow than to miss something and go back" Grissom Called. The group assembled into line and began to pace foreword searching the ground.

Sara awoke cold,her back was sore, she felt as if she was being stretched. Then it hit her the pain in her head made it feel like it was about to explode. Throbbing intermittently of the left side where he hit here. Her legs felt strangely numb, she was aware of an ache starting below her hip and going down to her foot. She looked down noticing a pad stuck to the top, blood had soaked through and stained the outside.

"Well it's about time" a voice echoed in the room, sounding although he was everywhere. Sara saw his face looking down on her. She shivered partly through the fact her clothes that were soaked with rain had dried probably giving her hypothermia and also because she caught the glint of the scalpel. Sunlight filtered through cracks in the woodwork, indicating it was day now.

"Are you ready to play again?" Robert questioned. Sara felt sick her body tensed up as once again the scalpel was brought down this time on her right arm. He turned her arm so which her elbow faced up and dragged the scalpel gently down only just nicking the skin. It burned rather like a paper cut and Sara wanted to wave her arm feeling that somehow movement would ease the pain. Robert continued with his cut and turned to look at Sara.

"Didn't hurt. It was gentle yes?" Sara didn't answer.

"Well that's part of power knowing how to use it, this is my power"

"ARGH" Sara screamed so loud she thought the whole state must have heard it. Robert pressed the knife onto where he had cut her arm near the top. Only this time he used the knife like you would to peal an apple. He quickly sliced around an inch of skin off Sara's arm. The pain was so intense Sara thought she was going to pass out again, the world wobbled and spotted. Robert was enjoying himself he looked at the skin he had cut of and placed it on the table. Blood flowed freely down Sara's arm splashing onto the floor; tears were falling down Sara's cheeks. Robert reached for his kit pulling out another dressing he pressed it on the raw wound.

"STOP" Sara screamed, she didn't care if she begged anymore she wanted it over. The blood had come straight through the first dressing and was now on Roberts hands.

"There's nothing special under the skin you know, you're just the same as everyone else when it comes to it. You are nothing, I have the power". He reached into his kit again. This time he pulled out a suture kit.

"They don't even notice these missing" he muttered to himself.

"It's ok I trained to be a doctor" he told Sara. Sara didn't care what he was. Pain shot through the burning in her arm as Robert stuck a needle in her vein.

"I don't want you passing out again, I haven't finished," he simply said poking the area around the dressing. Sara's arm was going numb it felt like someone had cut it off, yet she could see it. She knew it was there yet still nothing. Robert lifted the dressing allowing blood to run onto the floor again. Sara wasn't normally affected by blood but this was her own, she turned her head away as Robert stitched her arm.

"Another" shouted Warrick. This was the third piece they had found, they varied in distance but some sort of mound or ditch in the dirt marked each.

"It looks like they turned, Cath Greg go on the other end" the pieces that had being found went to the left after the piece Nick found the second. Brass found the second he was third in line and now Warrick even further to the left. Catherine and Greg joined on the left side next to some police officers. They began to walk forward slowly checking ever inch of ground. Five pieces later and they had turned of to the left and gone miles from the car. The markers were becoming harder to find.

"Rain must have been heavier here" said Warrick after he found the 8th piece it barley had any blood left on it and was almost hidden by the dirt, if it wasn't for the fact that there was a small twig next to it he felt sure he would have missed it.

"Grissom what if the trail has being washed away and we've gone of course?" Greg managed to ask what everyone else was afraid of.

"I don't know Greg" was all Grissom could say.

"Get the map out, he has to have taken her to some kind of building, lets see where there is one" Catherine managed to put some perspective back. Brass unfolded the map and handed it to Grissom and Catherine.

"There" Grissom pointed to a area on the map. "They used to be used to house the people who worked on the quarry".

"There further to the right, Sara's trails going left," Nick pointed out.

"Yer but look at the rain marks, they run left," Warrick pointed to impressions in the dirt where water had recently flowed.

"It's only about half a mile right of the trail so far assuming they carried on straight, that would explain the deviation" said Grissom handing the map back to Brass.

"Ok how far is it?" asked Greg

"Around another 15 minutes, so lets get started, quicker this time just keep a eye out for anything Sara may have left" shouted Grissom already walking away.

TBC soon I promise, please review and it will come quicker