AN: And here we go again. Sorry about being so evil last chapter. Well... no I'm not. :)

"Damn it," Greg shouted. Brass had just got back to the awaiting CSIs and told them the house was empty. Lena kicked angrily at one of the car's tires. Catherine and the others shook their heads.

"Hey Greg, don't worry. It'll be okay. We'll find them," Catherine said, placing her hand on the young man's shoulder. Greg backed up and glared at Catherine.

"Don't say that. People always say that when there is absolutely no hope left. And it won't be okay," Greg said. There were tears in his eyes. He looked down and shook his head as if to shake all the bad thoughts away.

"I'm sorry Cath," he said softly after a moment. "It's just…"

"Yeah," Catherine said understandingly. "I know."

Catherine's cell phone started to ring. She picked it up.

"Willows," she said.

"Catherine." It was Grissom.

"Gil. The place is empty. Sara's not here."

Brass had started to round up the cops. The CSIs were all listing to Catherine's end of the conversation.

"That's because she's somewhere else. Or most likely anyway."

"What!"

"Dirchy has another house here. Under his wife's name. Her real name."

"Where."

Grissom told her where. She thanked him hung up and turned to the others.

"We have another location."

The silence was still thick where Dirchy was keeping them. Sara hadn't moved yet. She lay on her side, concentrating on trying no to breath to hard. Her ribs weren't totally broken but they still hurt like hell. And she wanted to be careful. A punctured lung would do her no good.

Dirchy's stare was really starting to scare her now. He looked at her like he was contemplating something. Deciding.

Tony also hadn't moved. Not one bit. He didn't even blink. He reminded her now more then ever of what he was like near the beginning.

Brass got everyone organized in record time. They were on the road and this time the sirens were on. They forgot sneakiness and security and all that. They just wanted Sara and Tony back. They needed to scare Dirchy.

This time Sara was certain she heard something. Sirens. Sirens! They really were coming for her. She almost smiled. Almost. Her heart started beating furiously, and her breathing increased. She felt a sharp pain in her chest.

'Slow down you breathing,' she told herself, and she did. But it was hard. The sirens were getting louder. They were right outside, she was sure of it. Tony could here them too. He had actually looked up. Of course that meant Dirchy heard them. He picked his gun up and for the first time looked very frightened.

"I… told you… they'd…come for me," Sara said slowly, still trying hard not to take to deep of a breath. She was pleased to see the fear in Dirchy's eyes.

"Absolutely not," Brass told Greg, stressing each syllable.

"Captain, please."

"No. I am not going to put two CSIs in danger."

Greg could see Lena behind Brass. He could see her eyes pleading him not to go.

"Brass I will run into that house on my own if I have to. You can shoot me down. But I am not in any way going to leave Sara." There was determination in his voice and in his face. He was scared, dead scared. But he had to do this.

Brass shook his head but knew he wasn't going to win.

"Fine," he said and then looked at Greg with a small smile on his face.

"You know," he said as Greg put on a bulletproof vest and then his shirt over that, " I got to hand it to you. You have balls."

AN: Isn't Greg so BRAVE. Don't you just LOVE him. And I love these wounderful dividy things. I can't believe I didn't know about them before. YAY! Hey guys only um... 2 more chapters left. Oh I can't wait.