Well, where do I start... So, I took some time off writing. Don't know why. I think I mainly ran out of time. I was going to school full-time and working full-time, and all my free time was either for homework, family or friends. Something had to give, and it was unfortunately writing. But! I am finished school now, and I have a little more time on my hands, so I'm going to try and at least finish up some of the stories I have on here and then maybe start something new.
Soooo (deep breath) here it is: The long awaited chapter!
Entrapment Chapter 5
Hank grinned as he sat in his cell. Everything was going according to his plan. He would wipe out all the CSI's, except for Sara, and then have her to himself forever. The thought sent chills up and down his spine.
He sat and waited. Sheriff Mobley was going to deliver. He knew it. He was the only person he could trust at this point.
CSI Helicopter
They used their night-vision goggles to see below them as they did their best to search for Nick and Sara. Catherine was gripping Grissom's hand, needing to feel their connection while they searched.
"What if we don't find them?" Catherine was the first to voice the concern that all of them were feeling.
"We will find them, Catherine. It's only a matter of time." Grissom said, doing his best to reassure her.
"But what if they're dead, Grissom? How is the department going to explain to their families that we sent them on a wild goose-chase for a decomp that didn't even exist?" Catherine was beginning to get a little agitated.
"We won't need to explain anything to them, Cath. We will find them. They probably weren't even on that helicopter when it crashed."
Catherine shrugged and concentrated on searching again.
Nick & Sara
Nick sighed and woke up. He wasn't any warmer than he was whenever it was that he had fallen asleep. To be completely honest, he had lost all track of time quite a while ago. All he knew was that it was now dark again, and that he was growing more and more scared with every moment that passed. "Sara?" He spoke softly, almost as though he couldn't force his voice any further than that.
"Mmph." Was the response.
Nick felt her face, and noticed the clammy feeling it had developed. She was cold, and damp, just like him. "Wake up, honey."
"5 more minutes."
"I know it's dark, but we need to start walking."
Sara opened her eyes and looked at him in the dark. "I don't know if I can Nick. My ankle..."
"Sara, I don't think it's safe to be here anymore." He scanned the area surrounding them. "It's still raining, and the water around us is rising." He sighed. "I'll help you Sara, but we need to go."
Sara nodded. She knew what they had to do; she just didn't want to do it. But she trusted Nick. "Maybe we can find something that could act like a crutch."
"I can do it."
"No offense, sweetheart, but I don't think that you are going to have enough energy to hold two people up."
Nick smirked. "Even when you are down, you are rational."
Sara merely shrugged. It took all her effort to pull herself off of Nick. She could feel the blanket coming off of her, and she could feel the coldness seep into her skin. "You go. I'll wait here."
"I'll be back, Sara. Give me a few minutes. If I don't find anything, I'll be your crutch."
Sara sighed. "Okay." She watched as Nick walked away from her. She struggled to stand up, using her left leg to support most of her weight. Reaching for the tree that had acted as their shelter and support, she pulled herself up slowly.
By the time Nick had returned carrying a large stick, she was upright.
"You could have waited for me." He said, rushing to her side with the crutch.
"What can I say, I'm independent."
Nick laughed a little. "Don't ever let anyone say otherwise."
They started walking away, leaving all of their things behind. They would merely slow them down at this point.
Sara walked beside Nick, using the stick as a cane. There hadn't been anything large enough for a crutch, but it was better to put her weight on something. She had to move slowly, picking the spot where she put her cane carefully. The last thing she wanted was to fall.
CSI Helicopter
Grissom spotted the wreckage first. "Put us down. There it is!" He pointed to it for Catherine and Warrick.
The helicopter slowly lowered itself down. Before it had even managed to touch down, Grissom, Catherine and Warrick jumped out.
The pilot cut the engine, and everything was silent. They could hear the crackling of the fire that had started from the crash, but everything else was quiet.
"Sar? Nick?" Warrick shouted.
"SARA! NICK!" Catherine joined in.
Grissom walked silently toward the wreckage. There was nothing left of it that was recognizable.
"Grissom. I found something." Catherine said. She crouched down and pointed to a jacket that lay on the ground. "It's Sara's." She whispered. Her vision blurred through her tears.
Warrick was still near the wreckage. "There is something strange going on here."
"What do you mean?" Catherine stated, wiping at her eyes.
"There are no bodies." Warrick answered simply.
"Maybe they were thrown clear from the wreckage." Grissom rationalized.
"All of them Grissom? Even the pilots? There was no one strapped in where the cockpit would have been."
Grissom pondered that for a moment. "Warrick, step away from the wreckage."
"I guess we should preserve the crime-" Warrick was interrupted by a blast that came from the helicopters wreckage. He hadn't had time to move. It blew all of them to the ground, tossing them clear from the wreckage.
The three CSI's lay on the ground, the only sound that could be heard was the fire burning.
Sorry if it was a little short.... Let me know what you think! R&R Please . :o)
I will try and get another chapter out soon. :o)
Thanks!
Lisa
