A/N thanks everyone for reviewing, also thanks Michelle for the review as I couldn't reply…..anyway here's the latest ramblings from my brain……..

Cath spotted Sara a bit in front of her heading towards the garage and had to pick up the pace to gain any ground on her.

Nick was wiping the oil of his hand and staring down at the car he had just taken apart when he was greeted by a loud noise.

"Hello," shouted Sara, running through the room and out the other side. Nick was even more confused when Cath appeared a few seconds behind her.

"Cath?" Nick questioned, staring.

"Sorry Nick, can't stop we're, um, timing something," said Cath, now at a flat out run after Sara, who had left the building and was now running around the parking lot, at the risk of getting run over.

"Sara," shouted Cath angrily. "God, I need to start going to the gym again," she muttered to herself, taking deep breaths to keep going as she slowed down. "It's the drugs making her fitter than me - that's it, keep telling yourself that, damn," sighed Cath, realising she'd lost her again and coming to a stop, leaving her stood in the car park, hands on knees and gasping for breath.

Sara was now wandering through the halls of the lab once again, staring at the objects dancing around her, when she was suddenly distracted by something to the side of her.

"NO," shouted Sara, receiving nothing more than the odd glance. Most people around the lab had become accustomed to her sudden shouting when she got frustrated, or occasionally at other members of the lab.

Sara was now running full pelt towards the drowning creature. She slammed hard into the door, almost knocking Grissom's sign down. She threw it open and stumbled across the room. In front of her was a large jar filled with liquid containing a foetal pig.

To Sara it was tank with a pig drowning in it.

"It's ok, I'm going to save you," Sara shouted at the side of the jar, pulling it off the shelf and tugging at the lid. Finding it to be stuck on, Sara began looking for something to remove it with. Looking around she was horrified to see that there were animals stuck to walls behind glass. There was one large spider that seemed to be trapped in place on the wall.

"I'm going to help you, hang on," Sara shouted, attracting some attention from passing techs who simply shrugged it off as one of Grissom's experiments.

Knocking everything off Grissom's desk and rummaging through it, Sara couldn't find anything to open the lid. She was becoming worried as she didn't know how long pigs could hold their breath for. Scanning the room she spotted a metal ruler on the side. Grabbing it, she managed to prise the lid of the jar.

"Hey Archie have you seen Sara?" asked Warrick, wandering into the room.

"Yeah, she was shouting something down the corridor so I decided to steer clear," Archie answered with a slight smile.

"Was she shouting anything in particular?" Warrick asked, slightly worried about what Sara might shout in her current state.

"No," replied Archie, not looking up from his work.

"Where was she when you last saw her?"

"Near Grissom's office."

"Thanks," replied Warrick almost running out the room dreading Grissom finding her in this state. He slowed to a jog once in the corridor, so not to attract any more attention. He noticed Grissom's door was slightly ajar. Daring to stick his head round he was taken back by what he saw. He froze on the spot.

There in front of him was Sara Sidle with her hand in Grissom's jar containing a foetal pig.

It took a second for Warrick to process this image before running in.

"Sara," he shouted, rushing over to her.

"It's drowning, help," cried Sara, wrapping her hand around the shrivelled creature and slopping the fluid around it onto the floor.

"Sara, let go."

"No, you did it, you hurt it," cried Sara, finally managing to pull the pig out.

"Sara, it's dead," shouted Warrick, shutting the door quickly.

"We need to help it," said Sara.

In one quick movement Warrick grabbed Sara round the waist and pulled her backwards, causing her to drop the pig amongst the mess on the floor. He was afraid she might start the kiss of life on it.

"Sara, it's been dead along time Sara," Warrick said, turning her to face him as she flailed her arms against him. He didn't have a clue what to do with her now. She was staring at him; her bottom lip quivering like she was about to cry.

"They're all dead?"

"Yes," replied Warrick, slightly unsure of what to say.

"No, we need to find who did it so I can arrest them."

"No, you can't," said Warrick, dragging her towards the door as she straightened her legs and dug her heals into the floor; tears now running down her face.

"No, NO!" Sara shouted, now attracting some attention from outside.

"Hello?" There was a knock on the door and Greg's voice filtered through.

"Greg, stay there," shouted Warrick, trying to restrain Sara who, for someone so skinny, was surprisingly strong. Luckily he was stronger and managed to subdue her so she was lent against him crying.

"What's going on?" asked Greg, ignoring Warrick's requests and opening the door to see Sara lent up against Warrick in tears.

"Sara, what's the matter?" asked Greg, his voice full of concern.

"Nothing," Warrick answered for her before Sara could speak. "Experiment went wrong…affected her eyes, they won't stop watering."

Sara wiped at her eyes with her sleeves seeing something more interesting than the animals - Greg's hair. Stepping forwards towards Greg, Sara outstretched her arm and tried to grab his hair. Warrick grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back.

"She also hit her head," said Warrick dragging Sara who was now shouting incoherently.

"Maybe you should get her checked out," suggested Greg.

"Yep, will do," said Warrick, already striding down the corridor having lifted Sara's feet off the floor so they were now waving around, kicking him in the shin every so often while her arms flailed widely. Warrick dragged her into the nearest empty room and shut the door and curtains. Then he realised he had just shut himself in with a very pissed and high Sara.

Flipping his phone out Warrick called Cath to inform her he had their detainee.

"Cath, this is Warrick. I need immediate back up in the layout room. Prisoner is hostile."

TBC ……………………

A/N I'm going in holiday for a week so it will probably be just over a fortnight before I update, that said please keep the reviews coming as I love to read them, thanks