LOST AND FOUND

(a very long)CHAPTER TWO

Disclaimer I do not own CSI or any of the CSI characters. Not that I wouldn't like to.

The team was relaxing after an uneventful shift. Laughter hung in the small restaurant and waiters scurried around endlessly. Catherine was telling Warrick about Lindsey's new ambition to become a marine biologist and Nick ordered another side of calamari as he listened in. Sara laughed at something Greg whispered in her ear and Grissom was concentrating on something in his water. Someone's scanner crackled to life and they grew silent. Once again, Brass was calling them away to a crime scene. Another abduction.

They got up to leave when Catherine's phone rang.

"Willows…" Catherine said monotonously. She suddenly perked up. "Lindsey! What? Rachel? Hold on, no… honey. Calm down, I'll be right there…" She tried to mouth something to the team, but nobody could make it out although they understood. Catherine ran to her car, still on the phone. The rest of the team headed to their Denalis and set off.

They pulled up to the Academy. Despite it being the middle of the day, crowds of concerned teachers, students, and parents sat outside waiting for some sort of news. A girl had been snatched from right under their noses and they weren't about to pass it off easy. Pauline Weiss was shouting at a policeman to find her husband, she seemed convinced he had Rachel and he'd kill her. The policeman wasn't swayed, and was trying to calm her down, saying he'd put out a broadcast on her husband's red Durango.

"There's Catherine…" Sara remarked as they stopped. Lindsey was crying and desperately clutching her mom's arm for comfort. "Let's go find out what this is all about" Sara said, captivated by the tragedy they were unaware of. They hiked through the crowd to where Brass was standing.

"Something bad…" Warrick started but cut himself off when he saw the scene. Or the lack of one. The phone lay on the ground, covered in bloody fingerprints that made it look alive and created an eerie aura. The CSI's kneeled down, and started to process the scene.

"We are going to need any witnesses, friends, people Rachel made contact with today, to come downtown and make a statement," Nick told Det. Vartann as he surveyed the crowd. Vartann nodded, and walked off.

The crowd watched curiously as the CSI's took photos from every possible angle of Rachel's phone and the small trail of blood leading to nowhere.

"Rachel must be a pretty popular kid," Greg exclaimed as he carefully bagged the phone. Sara looked up, smiled and casually scanned the crowd. Her eyes stopped on Pauline Weiss.

"She must be." Sara wondered aloud. She took one last photo of the blood trail.

Grissom's phone rang. It was Catherine. He waved to her, and hung up as she approached, followed by her daughter. From the outside of the yellow tape, she searched for words.

"Conflict of interest?" He asked, although he already knew her response.

"Yeah, that's it. See… Rachel is Lindsey's tutor. The girl is in my house every Friday…" Catherine said, with a certain sadness that dulled her voice.

"That's alright. You hang in there, we'll manage," Grissom promised. He began to make his way back, when he turned and tried to say something, but stopped. "We might… need you…still…" he hinted. Catherine understood, and left.

"How's everything going?" Grissom asked as he approached the team.

"I think we're about done here, boss" Warrick said, as he looked over the scene. "There wasn't much to do…"

"Alright" Grissom said, "Let's get back and start processing the phone. Hopefully some new evidence will turn up, we don't have much to go by here."

The team ducked under the yellow tape, found their way back to their Denalis and headed back to the lab.

Warrick sat in front of the computer searching the database for anything on George Weiss. Surprisingly, something popped up immediately. George Weiss had a rap sheet including multiple counts of domestic abuse and more recently, he spent a night in a cell for putting a gun to his wife's head in front of his daughter in a mall parking lot; which triggered a restraining order. Pauline had filed for divorce two weeks ago. Warrick frowned. The case was taking many unexpected turns.

Warrick found Grissom, Sara and Nick looking over pictures of the crime scene.

"Guys, we have a suspect with a rap sheet and a restraining order," he said. They turned around with interest. Warrick continued: "It's daddy!" He tossed George Weiss' sheet on the table.

"Pauline was convinced it was him…" Sara wondered out loud. She reached for the sheet. "Restraining order… we need to talk to this guy" She said. Nick and Grissom nodded in agreement. Suddenly, there were two abrupt knocks and they turned to see Det. Vartann at the door. He stepped in.

"I have some people you'd like to talk to." Vartann handed a list to Grissom.

"Three friends, Mrs. Meyers the receptionist, and her English teacher Mr. Oliver," Grissom read off.

"I have them waiting… when you're ready," Vartann reported. The team followed him out.

"Guys!"

They turned to see Greg in the hallway, waving a piece of paper.

"Yes, Greg?" Asked Grissom.

"Results off Rachel's cellphone!" he cried excitedly. As they came up, he continued. "You are going to love me. I just completed your triangle… the victim, suspect, crime scene!" He said to Grissom. Catching his look of irritation, Greg went on: "There were multiple bloody prints all over the phone. The blood is Rachel's." He said, waiting for a reaction before continuing "And four of the prints came back to George Weiss." He said. "Suspect's fingerprints in the victim's blood, found at the crime scene." They exchanged glances of knowing and surprise.

"Yeah, but Greg… your victim and suspect are still missing…" Sara warned in a playful tone.

"Good job, Greggo," Grissom replied.

"We do need to talk to this man," Nick said, and they left to talk to Rachel's friends, teacher, and receptionist.

Sara and Warrick entered the interrogation room A to see three worried-looking teenage girls. The CSI's sat down and introduced themselves. The girls introduced themselves as Chloe, Brianna and Elle.

"Tell us about Rachel" Sara started.

"She's secretive," said Chloe, "there's a lot she doesn't say," the other girls agreed.

"What sort of things doesn't she say?" Warrick asked, digging deeper.

"Well, she once told us she used to live in San Francisco, but that's all she said." Elle, the middle girl replied.

"Like she says things but never elaborates on them," said Chloe.

"If you ask her a question about her family she gets all…" said Brianna, trying to think.

"…Like a bit sensitive, and gets all mad maybe that she'll say too much." Elle finished. Brianna nodded.

"What about her parents?" Asked Sara.

"They seem normal, maybe a little secretive too." Elle said.

"Would either of Rachel's parents ever hurt her?" Sara asked, getting a bit tense.

"Never…" Brianna said confidently. Sara waited for a 'but' that never came.

"Anything else you'd like us to know about her?" Warrick asked.

"She said if she'd ever run away she'd try and go home, but we never figured out what she meant by that." Chloe stated.

"Home like, to San Francisco?" Asked Sara, confused.

"Maybe…" said Brianna.

"Is Rachel the type to run away from home?" Asked Warrick.

"Not really," Elle responded. "She's pretty hardcore and determined, but I don't think she'd do that to her parents." She said.

"Rachel was definitely taken by someone against her will" Brianna said. Her friends agreed. Sara and Warrick thanked the girls for their time and got up to leave.

Meanwhile, Nick and Grissom had been talking to Mr. Oliver, Rachel's English teacher. Apparently, Rachel had confided in him. She'd told him things her parents did to her, and her wishes of running away to San Francisco. He said she never elaborated or explained anything, especially if she needed to. He tried to help her, but she panicked and refused help, for fear of being 'taken away again'. He thought maybe she just needed to talk to someone, so he listened.

"That's weird…" Sara said thoughtfully as the team sat down to share what they knew. "Her friends told us her parents would never hurt her, and a teacher just said they did… and there is something about San Francisco we should know about." She said.

"Either her friends had no idea what her parents could do, or they as well as Rachel, hid it well. Judging from George's rap sheet, I can safely say he wasn't so loving and caring." Nick stated.

"That's true," Warrick said, "George pulled a gun on his wife, so who knows what else he did. Who knows what he's capable of?"

"I'll tell you what he's capable of…" Brass stated as he walked in. "Abduction." The team just stared at him, wanting to know more. "Cop pulled him over downtown and found his daughter in the backseat, covered in blood. She's on her way to the hospital, and her lovely father is on his way here." Brass said. A look of relief was shared by all, but things had only just begun.