COLLIDE

A Sandle-Fic… I shall say no more… Characters are NOT mine and never will be…. I forgot about Romeo and Juliet... Whoops…

Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide

Sara froze. "Oh no…"

Greg stared at her. "What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

"Romeo and Juliet! What happened to them!" she was panicking. 'And for good reason' Greg thought as he pulled out his cell.

"Greg! I was just about to call you back! Ugh…does Sara have cats?" a slightly agitated sounding Warrick answered.

Greg sighed. "That's why I'm calling. Are they okay?"

He heard Warrick laugh. "If you want to call putting up one hell of a fight in an attempt to escape a cat carrier 'fine' than yes…"

"They're fine," he told Sara before returning his attention to the phone. "Have you found anything else out?"

He heard a brief shuffling of papers. "Hank's the one who trashed Sara's apartment. We found his prints on everything. Brass is getting a warrant but I'm pretty sure Hank's in the wind."

Greg growled. "Damn!"

"Hey, man. I have the cats with me. Want me to drop them at your place?"

"Please,"

Warrick hung up his end of the line and turned down the street to Greg's apartment.

"Warrick's bringing Romeo and Juliet over."

Sara sighed in relief, "Good."

He gave her a reassuring kiss before removing the empty coffee cup from her hand and placing it in the sink.

"Thanks for doing all this for me," she smiled.

He looked back at her. "I'd do anything for you," he replied.

Sara walked to him, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm glad I have you in my life," a knock on the door interrupted them just as he kissed her.

"Hey, Warrick." Greg greeted his friend at the door, holding two cat carriers.

Sara took them from him. "Thanks Rick." She said, releasing the two tabby cats.

He nodded at Sara, "No problem. Feeling any better?"

Sara smiled. "Yup. Medicine and sleep'll do the trick." She said.

Both men laughed. "Well, I have to get back to the lab. Brass is still hunting for Hank. I'll call you later," he smiled and walked out.

"Bye!" they called, Juliet sitting contently in Greg's lap, Romeo at his feet.

Sara laughed. "They seem to like you," she teased.

He rolled his eyes. "Ya think?"

He leaned over to kiss her when another knock on the door interrupted them again. Greg opened it a bit and upon seeing no one noticed the envelope that sat outside the door.

"Hey, Sar." He looked back toward her. "Hand me some gloves."

She looked at him curiously, but handed him a pair of gloves. "What for?" she asked, standing behind him as he slipped them on.

He sighed, picking up the brown envelope. "I think someone's trying to scare us," he said, slowly opening the package.

"Hank…" Sara growled.

Greg nodded, pulling out a note and a photo.

"Sara,

I know you still want me. If you don't leave him, I'll do it for you. Just remember- Every shot that kills ricochets…

-Hank-"

Greg read the note aloud. "Bastard…."

Sara shrugged. "He's quoting an author. A book I told him I liked as a kid. Gilbert Parker's 'Romany of the Snows'." She explained.

He looked worried. "What did he do, tape everything you've ever said to him?" he asked.

"Maybe." Sara sighed.

He moved over to her, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting hug. Then he remembered the picture.

"Sara," he said. "He's been in your apartment before."

Sara took the picture. It was of her and Greg sleeping on the couch the previous night. It could only have been taken from inside. "How did we not see him?" she asked, now rather panicked.

He shook his head. "We weren't looking for him."

She broke down again. "Why is he doing this?" she cried against Greg's shoulder.

"I don't know, Sara. But he's gonna pay for it…"

Another chapter down… The song is still Howie Days and the quote in Hanks letter is from that book Sara mentioned… I'll update soon… and I appreciate all the reviews… goes off to update Alone and A Tale of Two Friends… REVIEW!