18/04/2006 10:25:00

When Grissom woke up, he looked around and felt light headed. "that will be the chloroform" he thought to himself. He felt that he was moving, he was in a van or something. When he stood up, he saw it, he was alone in the cargo space of an enormous truck. Him being gone should have been noticed by now, were they already looking for him? Since standing in a moving vehicle was a little difficult he decided to go and sit in a corner. While he sat there he thought about things, including Sara and the rest of his life. About the last wasn't much to think about, that rest was pretty much filled with bugs and other forensics stuff.

One of the things he most regretted was that he hadn't told Sara how he felt about her. He loved her since the first time they spoke back in Boston, he could just never find the courage to tell her.

Sara's place

"Whaa!" Sara shouted as she suddenly came from sleep back into reality, someone was knocking on the door. She quickly wiped the remaining powder of the table, threw the purse under the couch and cleaned her face.

"Sara? You in there?" that was the familiar voice of Catherine, Sara quickly ran to the door and opened it.

"Hi, were you still asleep?" "Yeah" her answer was short since this terrible headache didn't allow her to find a better one.

"Come in, wanna have a cup of coffee?" Sara asked her as she walked to the kitchen. "I nicked this form Greg last week, he is probably still looking for it" both women laughed as Sara handed Catherine the cup.

"Found anything back at the lab's parkinglot?" Sara knew that this was the place where Gil was taken. "Warrick found only a cloth drenched in choloroform. Oh,shit, is it already this late? I have to get back to the lab, but you are staying here, you are not in any position to work yet." "I can work! "Sara exclaimed," it will be good for me to take my mind of things" "Ok then, but I'll work with you." Sara nodded as they walked out of the apartment.

Sara couldn't really concentrate while processing her piece of evidence, a guitar used to crack open a fellow band member's scull. She wasn't quite sure this was because of the fact that she was thinking about Grissom all the time or because she hadn't taken a line of coke in almost 12 hours. Somewhere she hoped that it was the last as she walked out of the room and went to find a bathroom where she would take her desperately needed dose of drugs. Sara however forgot to check the other stalls, in one of them Catherine heard a sniffing noise. Reason enough to check out she thought, so she waited a couple while opening the door of her stall only an inch and staying completely silent. Suddenly one of the stall doors opened and a woman stepped out, it was Sara, who was wiping her nose with her right hand as she shot a quick glance at the enormous mirror.

Now Catherine knew for sure, Sara was a user. Compared to this her DUI was nothing.

"Sar! Hold on a sec!" Catherine exclaimed as Sara wanted to leave the bathroom. When Sara heard this voice she froze, what had Cath heard? Did she find out? Was she going to tell anything to Eckly? Was he going to fire her? When Sara turned around putting on her best "there-is-nothing-wrong-smile" Catherine only looked at her, she looked Sara straight in the eyes trying to find out what she was thinking, this moment took forever in Sara's opinion. "Why" this was the only word Catherine said, then she walked towards the almost stunned Sara and reached into Sara's pocket taking out her wallet. Catherine unzipped it and held it upside down near the sink slightly shaking it, except for the normal things like credit cards, a few coins and 2 advils a small tube with powder and a piece of straw fell out. Sara just started crying " I'm so sorry, I just couldn't handle it anymore" "I understand, but I care about you and I don't want you to end up like the average junkie. So, let's get you home, there we can see what we are going to do about this all."

At that moment Grissom suddenly woke up, someone was sticking him in the arm with the barrel of a very large gun. "Get up stupid Geek!" the man with the man with the gun spoke. He was tall, hairy (complete with moustache and beard) and smelled of alcohol. Gilbert quickly jumped to his feet trying to find his balance. The gun was pointed to the back of his head as he was brutally ordered to leave the truck and enter an abandoned warehouse. There Gil's wrists were taped behind his back and he was put in a chair. Suddenly he heard the sound of a car engine, brakes and doors slamming, two other people entered the warehouse, one of them carrying a professional quality video camera and an Apple PowerBook. The guy flipped the notebook open and hooked it up to his camera, he pushed a few buttons and suddenly a moving picture appeared on the screen. "The cam works" spoke the man to his partner. "OK, let the fun begin!"