Grissom was sat watching Sara her ID card lay on the floor next to her and she had pulled her knees into her face again and was gently rocking herself. He feet were red raw and had large blisters on them, she had them raised from the floor clearly anything touching them sent pain through her. It was then he noticed her lips were moving. He took the mouse and zoomed in on her face.

"When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse "

He recognised them, she was singing. It was one of the songs she had on when she was driving. She'd brought him the album calming she was trying to educate his music taste he had told her she was turning into Greg. He leapt form the chair and ran to his office fumbling about he found the CD in his draw he ran back to he room grabbing Archie's stereo from the side he put the CD in flicking to the song she was singing.

He flicked through the book with the CD finding the words as they began to play around the room he fast-forwarded to where she was. Her lips moved in time with the music and he could almost hear her sing. She was rocking in time subconsciously with the beat trying to get rind of the fear causing her nails to dig into her knees as she had convinced herself the walls were closing in she sang louder trying to drown out her fear

"When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?"

Grissom scanned the page looking to where she was. Quietly at first he began to sing wit her.

"Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you"

He could see tears running down her face and didn't realise they to were running down his as the song finished.

"Not bad" came Cath's voice form the doorway as the CD went onto the next track she stopped it.

Grissom wiped at his face with his sleeve.

"There in the layout room you'll want to look," said Catherine as he got up taking his CD out.

"You've got a duet partner" smiled Catherine at the computer screen sitting down "hope you realise I'm not singing" she added laughing partly at the fact she was talking to a screen but somehow it made her feel less useless if she did probably as singing with her made Grissom feel connected.

"Well what we got?" asked Grissom nearly running into the room.

"An address for where the video was filmed" said Warrick handing Grissom the photo as they all cleared out the room.

"Well done" said Grissom looking at it and following the others.

The drive there was a frustrating twenty minutes long. Nick drove with Greg flicking at the radio every few minutes, Grissom in the back tapping at the window so hard it was surprising it didn't fall through and Warrick taking up the final seat staring of into the distance.

"There" Nick pulled the car round just short of the house.

"There might be tracks" he said getting out and examining the floor.

"Got some, they'll need confirming but they look like the others" he said snapping pictures. "They end at the road again, no rubber marks they were taking their time" he observed while Grissom was printing the door handle and around it.

"What if he never left?" suggested Warrick "I mean he could have put her somewhere here that would explain why he wasn't in a hurry to leave"

"No" said Nick snapping more pictures.

"I've got two set's of prints going in and one coming out but with more of a indentation, I think he was carrying her"

"He burnt her feet he probably had to" said Greg hanging back behind Grissom waiting for him to open the door.

Slowly Grissom swung the door open, the room was empty but defiantly where the film came from. The only thing to indicate what had gone on there was a bowl of now warm water and a chair.

"Greg print the bowl," instructed Grissom looking around.

Grissom took charge of the chair noticing small bits of fibre caught in the splintering wood, the restraints he had used on Sara.

"I've got a blood drops," said Greg freezing near the bowl.

"Well Sara had a thick lip if she bit her tongue she probably spat it out, there's not enough to indicate any other injury" said Warrick examineing the small splatter of blood the floor while Nick went into the adjoining room.

"Hey" Nick reappeared holding a wooden beam

"Hey" he repeated himself when Grissom didn't move his focus from the chair. He could see her tied up scared and with this monster.

"GRISSOM" shouted Nick snapping him back. "You think this is relative" he asked holding the beam up.

"Until it isn't" replied Grissom in his usual cryptic answer.

"Was there anything else in there"? asked Warrick

"No this was it. Place is a mess there a couple of voids, the sinks clean and the kettle the place still gets power" said Nick labelling the beam.

"I've got a disturbance were the camera was" said Greg looking at three marks on the floor.

"I'll take these back to the lab and process them" said Greg as Nick handed him the beam.

"I'll go with see if I can find out anything about this house" said Warrick leaving Nick and Grissom to check the rest of the small house.

"GRIS" Greg practically jumped him as he and Nick arrived empty handed back at the lab. "I think we've got something," he said excitedly.

"What?" asked Grissom now paying attention

"Well Warrick found that the house used to belong to Dan Gordan and that beam Nick found is from a mine," he said almost in one breath.

"How do we know this?" asked Grissom following Greg into a room where Nick and Hodges were assembled.

"The beam contains trace of a lubricant Grenzae it used to be used to oil mine carts not sold commercially but only to companies Warrick checking it out," said Hodges.

Cath sat bolt upright as Sara lurched forwards for a minute she thought she was going to be sick. Sara had become more and more agitated

Sara began feeling the floor with her hands, she'd had enough of just sitting she needed to do something. She grabbed a small branch she found on the floor and crawled to the opposite wall. She began starching at it with the stick.

"Sara what you doing?" asked Catherine putting her coffee down.

Sara scratched deeper not wanting her message to corrode easily, she didn't' know how long before they found her. She froze momentary how long, would she still look like her or would they find soup. Sara fought back the bile rising in her throat as she saw her friends finding her remains.

"Come on Sara their good they'll find you," she told herself scratching her message again.

"Walter's brother" said Cath squinting, as the wall was only just visible on the feed "we know" said Cath reaching out and touching the screen.

Sara looked around maybe this could entertain her for a while stop the shacking in her hands. She felt cheated; Nick had been left a tape to record his goodbye's on she didn't get to say anything the last things she said to her friends would be what she said earlier. Then she realised she could leave them a message; she needed to leave them one. She began scratching under Walter's brother.

"It's not your fault," read Catherine as Sara's twig snapped she shuck her head as Sara turned to the other wall and began scratching with her are fingers.

The soil was hard and scrapped against Sara's hands but it made her feel better somehow the pain was a realise she'd tried screaming but it did nothing. Half way through and her clothes were stuck to her skin, the heat was stifling so she took her shoes and socks of throwing them to the side then rolled up her trousers to just below her knees before removing the white tee shirt she was wearing to reveal a white strappy top. Blood from her raw fingers stained the top as she discarded it.

It took nearly an hour to write out her message by the end her breathing was hard and ragged and the place felt like it was a hundred degrees with the trapped heat. Her whole body burned her muscles ached and her skin glowed red with heat. She wiped at the sweat of her forehead and sat back admiring her work she began laughing. She thought she'd lost the plot sat in her underground prison looking at the wall and wondering if her writing was neat enough to understand. Her fingers were red raw and bleeding but the pain barley registered. She suddenly realised that when Nick had been taken there had been a camera. Why wouldn't there be one now, he had made a point of letting everyone know earlier. She looked around but was unable to see the camera hidden above her. Instead she lay down as it hit her, this was how she was going to die. Her laughing subsided into sobs as she coughed laying on her back chocking sobs back she rolled to the side her body shaking she closed her eyes and wished for it to be over for her to go to sleep and never wake up.

Tears were running down Cath's face as her hand rubbed against the screen. Warrick placed a hand on her shoulder, as he looked at the person lying on the floor he would never have recognised her as Sara.

"She's claustrophobic" Said Archie appearing in the doorway "I'm surprised she managed to hold it together this long" he said putting a cup of coffee down and sitting in a chair.

"I didn't know," said Cath wiping at her eyes and grabbing piece of paper from the side.

"Yer, she got shut in the evidence cupboard one night found her in a state having a panic attack, I said I wouldn't' tell anyone but" he suddenly lent forwards "is that writing" he asked as Cath took a pen and nodded " a message" she said writing it down word for word

'Greg great CSI

Warrick ask Cath out

Nick settle down

Cath Linds is a credit

Grissom love knows no boundaries.

The last one was barley legible because her fingers had long given up.

"That's' a quote" said Archie looking at the piece of paper "it was form a recent case highlighted in these two teenagers book, I can't remember which. The girl was supposed to be having an arranged marriage but she was secretly seeing a boy from school, parents found out and killed him, she then committed suicide. Sara shouted that quote at Grissom and stormed out his office," said Archie looking confused "doesn't make much sense to me"

Catherine smiled "he's finally realised just hold on" she smiled telling Sara

Sara suddenly jolted and the screen went black

"Archie what's happened"? asked Cath as Archie began frantically cheeking wires.

TBC……

A/n the mien cart lubricant is mine I invented it all by myself ok so I made a name up!