Rick and I sat idly in the break room, sipping coffee and throwing out situation after situation that would lead Cath to get into the car with a suspect. It didn't make sense. The best bet was that he had pulled a gun and forced her to drive him somewhere… but that didn't really make sense either. Why choose someone that he knew was connected with LVPD? For nearly forty minutes, since Grissom had returned to the lab and told us she was missing, Rick and I had done nothing but think up circumstances that would make her get into that car without her weapon or phone. I initially wanted nothing more than to go out and find her but Griss said that we had to wait for a crime first… now I wanted nothing more than to avoid going out and finding her.

When I saw Sara walking down the hall towards us, a smile immediately replaced the frown on my face. I stood up and walked towards her, not really thinking. "Hey. Back already? Bad date?" I asked, wincing internally as I heard the needy hope ring out in my question. She didn't slow down at all, marching determinedly past me, her expression remained grim. I took that for a yes; although, suddenly I wasn't so happy about it. I immediately jogged back to her side and fell into pace with her. Now, I was worried that maybe Hank had tried something… "What happened?" This time my voice was concerned. Hearing footsteps I glanced over my shoulder and saw Rick jog to catch up with us.

"Catherine came by," she spoke with a frown. I looked back at Warrick once more, a relieved smile spreading across his face.

"You saw Catherine!" Warrick exclaimed before I had the chance. "Thank God! She's okay right? Where is she?" He scanned the halls behind us in search of her.

"I don't know… she walked into the diner and completely ignored me -- I wasn't even sure that she saw me at first. She sat down at the counter with some guy, talking politely, and I figured she was just out on her break and I returned to mine. I didn't think that anything was wrong until she got up to leave a few minutes later; she dropped a severed finger in a cup on my table." Her tone was annoyed at the last bit.

"I bet Hank loved that. Did he manage to keep his lunch?" I'm such an ass sometimes, but I couldn't help it. Sara glared at me but didn't answer. I fall back a pace to walk beside Rick instead; he gave me a hard jab in the side and a stern look. "Sorry," I muttered ashamedly, my mind refocusing on Cath's disappearance. "Catherine didn't say anything?"

"She barely made eye contact with me. She dropped the finger on the table and walked out." Sara replied. As we rounded another corner, Grissom walked out of a room and joined us, strolling casually alongside Sara with Rick and I paired behind them.

"Where is it?" Griss jumped right into the conversation without missing a beat. They began talking specifics about the chopped digit, Sara using her own finger as an example to demonstrate where it was severed. I listened half-heartedly to the specifics, glancing around the lab as we walked. When I met Rick's eyes half-way down one of the hallways, he was giving me a 'what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you' look. I gave him a pitiful one in return and quickly looked away.

Sara spoke my name and I pulled my attention back to the conversation. "And her behaviour toward Logan?" Griss asked, "Was she under duress? Agitated?"

"No…" Sara considered with a slight shake of her head. "No, looked to me like Catherine was running the show." She stopped a few feet short of Grissom's office and Rick and I followed her lead.

"A severed finger, a million bucks, and Catherine's not allowed to talk to anyone…" Griss recounted the main points thus far.

"Kidnapping?" I piped up for the first time since Griss joined us.

Rick continued with my reasoning, "So who's worth one mil?"

"It's time to speak to his wife," Griss said and continued towards his office.

"I'll call Brass," I reached into my pocket and pulled out my cell phone.

"It's a bit of a coincidence, though, don't you think?" While she was speaking I pulled out the antennae on my phone and flipped it open. I looked up at her, "Catherine just showing up at the diner." I quickly lowered my head as I realized what she was getting at. I fiddled with the buttons, finding Brass on the speed dial. "It's not like she knew I was going to be there." Sara finished quickly.

I swallowed hard and glanced up at Rick awkwardly. He was watching me with a knowing look. I switched my attention back to Sara, trying to figure out a vague way to say that I had been complaining all morning to Catherine that Sara was going on the date with Hank. "I knew." I admitted with a confirming nod of my head. I quickly placed the cell phone to my ear and walked away before she had a chance to respond. Could I be anymore obvious? She could fill in the blanks herself… or I'm sure Rick wouldn't mind "helping" me some more…

A/N: Okay, I've already started the next chapter, and I promise that they get together, FINALLY, in that one. I'm sorry for the delay, but thanks for sticking with me. I have my lastuni exams this week, so I'll post the next chapteron Friday!Thanks for the awesome reviews. Keep them up please!