"Ok so there's about enough air in there for twelve hours, there's no additional supply" said Nick putting down his pen and starring at the piece of paper in front of him "we don't' know how long she's been in there already" he added looking apologetic.

"Ok so we need to work fast," said Catherine taking charge.

"Talked to the boy, no security no way of knowing who left it……..oh my god" muttered Brass seeing the computer which Warrick was sat staring at watching over Sara as he had done Nick.

"That call out this morning couldn't have been a coincidence I mean a room full of pictures of us, he's got to be playing mind games" said Cath pulling Greg from his seat.

"Come on we need to go over that place with a fine tooth comb and quickly, he's not as smart as he thinks" she said

"Warrick you go help I'll watch," said Nick putting his hand on his shoulder.

"No it's ok," said Warrick

"I want to," said Nick as Warrick got up.

"Grissom" Cath was slightly shocked as he appeared in the room he had got up with no warning what so ever and left a few minutes ago. He was carrying his kit in his hand along with a pot of his famous red creeper.

"Big guns" said Grissom simply.

"Oh man is that the red creeper stuff, Sara told me about that it's really good" said Greg a bit to enthusiastically he compensated for been upset by trying to make sure everyone believed he was ok which made him extremely jittery and eager.

"Nick Archie, Hodges and Mia are all willing to swap, I'll be back in an hour tops" he said not really talking to Nick but talking to Sara.

"Hey Nick she still out of it?" asked Hodges coming in and looking at the screen.

"What you got?" asked Nick not bothering to be polite

"Footprints are useless the only good one's I'm ninth nine percent certain are Sara's her size as for the others hard to get a size but as a educated guess I'd say ten no pattern to go by to distorted sorry" he added putting down a piece of paper and leaving

Catherine found herself stood where she had been just hours before outside the small cold looking house with her kit in hand only this time she was flanked by Greg and Grissom.

"Show us what you got," said Grissom following Catherine in each wore white protective covers over their shoes. Cath lead them down the corridor to the small entrance left open from when they left.

"Greg you process the house" he said to a slightly shocked looking Greg. "If you need any help let me know and well get someone from days on it" Greg nodded knowing what Grissom meant was spend as much time as you need because no one is touching this who I don't trust. Grissom was a complex man but surprisingly Greg actually understood him. He wanted to help Sara and knowing Grissom just the fact that Greg was processing it meant something was out of his control. Not which he didn't' trust him but Greg was fairly certain Grissom liked Sara and if he wasn't' processing it that meant someone may have missed something he wouldn't and Greg wasn't about to let him and Sara down by doing that.

One hour later and Greg had worked his way through from one side of the house and was now stood finger printing the front door. So far he had found no prints what so ever the whole house might as well have been sterilised no prints no trace nothing it was frustrating and Greg knew every minute he didn't find something Sara was still trapped with her time running out he could only hope Grissom and Cath had more luck

"Hey how you doing?" Greg popped his head into the orange-lit room startling Cath who physically jumped at his presence.

"We got lots of prints to the eye they all look the same but one is better than none, were going to take this all back to the lab get Archie to get us a time lien on these photo's. As for the boxes we got newspaper cutting about the lab, several note books written in code and a big heap of nothing you?" she asked sounding hopeful at the last question

"Nothing no even a print" sighed Greg as Grissom passed him a box out through the gap

"Were getting nothing here lets take these bag to the lab and start going through them maybe Warrick will have something" said Grissom with a tone in his voice Greg had never heard before he almost sounded defeated.

Warrick found himself stood in a graveyard a few people wondering with flowers several stopped to look at what he was staring at. A mound of dirt to the side and an open coffin lid. The name on the had stone read Julian McLain according to his headstone he had been dead as Robbins predicted just over three months. Around the open grave was taped of. He'd finished processing and had nothing but some tyre marks most likely from whatever dug this grave up. It was furthest away from the entrance and after following the tracks Warrick found the 'digger' had been driven in of the road so he'd lost that way of following it. He'd thought about looking into people who had access to one but that was time consuming and unlikely to turn up anything. The ground was dry and yielded only the occasional footprint which may not even be related. He guessed that the grave was a simple random choose he'd looked around it was one of the more fresh ones and furthest away from the entrance less likely to have been spotted digging it up. He sighed picked up his kit and ducked under the tape heading back to the lab with little more than he'd set of with.

"Hey" Brass walked into the layout room to find Grissom, Greg and Cath buried behind piles of boxes. Brass's suit was not it's usual crisp looking self but dishevelled he'd abandoned the tie he wore earlier and unbuttoned the top few as if hoping to cool him down.

"I checked out connections to Mr Gordan starting with family, none to speak of his only daughters in jail parents dead and his brother has literally dropped off our radar"

Cath looked up as if to enquire if this was suspicious.

"He had lived here sold his house, legit" he added "and left I've got someone working on a current address but so far we can't seem to find him in any state, might be something might be nothing" he said sitting down "as for friends were having an even harder time I've got officers speaking to neighbours where he lived, nothing as for work he was retired but someone's gone round to see if he kept in touch with anyone there" fished Brass as Warrick entered looking just as defeated as everyone there.

Nick was sat playing with is coffee when he noticed Sara start to stir.

"It's ok," he mumbled "don't' panic ok" he didn't' realise he was talking out loud.

"It's going to feel really small like it's closing in just breathe calmly and it will seem bigger."

Sara shuffled on the spot her head was cloudy and her body cold. She felt rough dirt against her back. Her eyes adjusting to the light she realised it was red. Opening her eyes fully she saw she was in what looked to be a hole in the ground. There were wooden beams above her head. She crawled to her feet trying to look for a light source but could only find an emergency light giving out the red glow. She banged her hands against the ceiling panicking as she realised she was stuck in she banged harder.

Nick could tell she was panicking she was shouting but he couldn't read her lips. Banging against the prison that held her in as he had once done. She crawled on the floor rubbing at the dirt sides with her hands looking for a week spot. She couldn't' find one. Fear froze her she suddenly wanted to disappear. She fell backwards leaning against he dirt wall "let me out" she whispered pulling he knees towards her chest she hated small spaces.

Nick watched as Sara drew her knees to her chest her hands trembling gripping them she squashed herself into the corner making the space around her feel bigger. She sat staring at the wooden ceiling above her. She cold see bits of dirt above meaning even if she could get rid of the wood she didn't know how much dirt was on top of her.

"Come on Sara" Nick pleaded with the computer screen.

Sara knew she need to do something sitting like this he could feel the panic rising she wanted to bang against the wood and beg for someone to get her out. She began fumbling in her pockets she found her ID card. Fanning in front of her face she found relief. The temperature had risen as she panicked realising body heat in the enclosed space. She began flipping the card in her fingers they way she had once seen Grissom do when he tried to teach her a magic trick.

For one second Nick thought she had lost it she kept putting what looked like her ID card behind her hand and then trying to flip it out.

"Nick" Grissom's voice startled him.

"She's awake," he said as everyone appeared.

"How's she doing?" asked Warrick Nick moved so they could see.

"What's she doing?" Asked Catherine thinking she had gone into some sort of panicked state.

"Magic" replied Grissom taking up Nick's seat "she's doing magic" he said his hand reaching in his pocket and flipping out his own ID card "I'll watch now" he said as Cath lead everyone else form the room he slumped down in the chair watching as Sara's trembling hands repeatedly flicked the card.

"Were coming" Grissom spoke quietly "I'm coming" he repeated.

TBC?………

A/N thanks for the reviews please keep them coming if you don't' know what to say answer these questions'

In Shooting stars why did Warrick go se Tina in the middle of shift?

Why didn't' he take his shirt off I got excited for nothing?

What's with Greg's hair and why was the straw hat back?