When everyone else got to the scene, they all said the same thing- DAMN. They processed the scene, getting samples of the blood, all praying that it wasn't Sara's. They took the loose hairs they found- they were all long brown hairs. "It's looks like there was a struggle," Warrick said taking a picture of some of the disturbed areas. "Well, duh," Catherine said. "Sara's not weak!" she said sighing and walking out of the building. Grissom just watched as she walked out- he knew how she felt.

The whole team was feeling grieved, but they knew the most they could do to help at the moment was to process the scene, and see if they could find any evidence that led them to where the kidnapper had Sara this time. "I'm going back to the lab and taking these samples to DNA," Nick said holding up the hair and blood samples. "We'll be in touch," he said to Grissom before jumping in his Tahoe and driving off. Grissom sighed as he looked at the horizon- the sun had almost set for the day. "God…Sara, where are you?" he said to himself.

Sara was squished between two seats, and the fact that the kidnapper wasn't a very good driver didn't help either. Every now and then he'd bump into things in the road, some of which bumped Sara and would make her yelp. He didn't care- he just kept driving and eventually stopped in what looked like the middle of nowhere. He got out of the car and brushed some dirt off of the ground, revealing a metal latch, which he opened up. He then headed back towards the car.

He opened the back doors and grabbed Sara, dragging her along to the underground hideout. She struggled and tried to get away as best she could, but he had a firm hold on her, and she soon realized she wasn't going anywhere. He carried her inside and set her on the ground. He turned on a light before closing the metal latch. "It's got heating, air conditioning, lighting, and an oxygen supply," he said proudly.

Sara just looked at him. This guy was really determined- he wasn't giving her up without a fight. He stood up with a grin on his face. "And now," he said moving closer to her. "You'll be mine forever," he said kissing her on the lips. She couldn't move away so she had to bear through it. She had a tear run down her face as he finally moved away, and moved further through the underground hideout leaving her alone.

"DAMMIT!" Nick said throwing a binder through the halls of the lab. Catherine heard him yell and ran over to him. She picked up the binder and walked over to him. "Nick?" she said putting the folder on the table in the DNA lab. "What's wrong?" she asked him. "The blood and hairs we found at the scene were a match to Sara!" he said looking at her. "That son of a bitch," Catherine said, her jaw dropping. They walked out of the lab to go back to the crime scene.

Grissom found some old ropes that had been cut and looked at them- there were bloodstains on them. "Bastard…" he said looking at them with his flashlight shining on the stains. "He tied her so tight she bled…" he said bagging the ropes. He sighed as he stood up, suddenly greeted by Catherine and Nick. "DNA?" Grissom asked. "Sara's…" Catherine said sighing. Grissom felt his stomach drop. "…I found blood stained ropes…" he said holding the evidence bag up. "…Let's go have the ropes tested- just to be sure…" he said handing the bag to Nick, trying his hardest to hide his grief.

Tom came back to Sara, who was exhausted. The ropes were like knives cutting into her wrists each time she moved. Tom watched her with amusement as she moved. "You know, you're really turning me on," he said smirking. She stopped when she heard this comment.

"Another address?" Grissom talked to Brass over the phone. "No? Damn!" he said sighing. "Okay, check his properties," Grissom said. "Huh? I'll wait, I don't care," Grissom said over the phone impatiently. He waited as Brass checked. "He owns a strip of land out in the desert," Brass told him. "What; in the middle of nowhere? Where, exactly?" he asked. Brass told him. "Alright, I'm on my way," he told Brass, who said he would meet him there.

Grissom jumped into his SUV and sped off, knowing in his gut that if he didn't hurry, it might be too late when he finally makes it there.

Tom sat by Sara, moving some of the hair out of her face. "You truly are beautiful," he told her. He moved in and kissed her yet again; Sara tried not to gag. He moved in more and kissed her more and more. He tried to scream for help, but her cries just came out in muffled screams.

Grissom was getting closer to the location. "Hang in there, Sara! I'm almost there!"

Tom planted a kiss on the back of her neck, which sent a shiver down her spine. "Stop it," she told him trying to move away. He didn't stop it and he just kept kissing her. She finally elbowed him and that was when he lost it. He hit her brutally across the face as he had done before, but this time with more force- she could tell he wasn't holding back at all on her account. He heard a car in above the ground. Sara looked hopeful, but Tom just grinned. "They'll never find us," he said, crushing all of her hopes. "Because we're underground," he told her.

Grissom drove up- nothing was there! "Damn!" he said stomping his foot on the ground. He heard a muffled scream and he looked around. "Sara?" he said looking to his side and then behind him- no one was in sight.

From under the surface, Sara was trying to let Grissom know where she was, but Tom grabbed her and covered her mouth with his hands. "Shut up!" he said punching her gut. The air was knocked out of her and her entire body went limp. "I am the only one that can have you!" he said loudly, but made sure his voice couldn't be heard from above.

Grissom looked at the ground. He sighed, but then he noticed something- disturbed dirt. Oh god, had he buried her alive? Grissom didn't let his mind ponder the question and started digging away at the dirt. Soon, Brass had shown up, as had all the rest of the team, and they ran to help.

TBC…