And Out of the Ashes 7?

Author's Note: Thanks to all those who reviewed! I was pleasantly surprised with all of your guesses, but only three people got it right. gives cookies to the people But I appreciate the effort none the less!

…. OH YEAH! throws confetti If any of you saw the end of WTG you know WHY I AM HAPPY!

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: I own CSI!. ….. yeah.. I WISH

Chapter 6:

Grissom sat unmoving in his office blanketed, in darkness. The leather of his couch beneath him crunched as he slouched and lowered his head into his hands. He could almost feel the impending migraine and there was an odd ringing in his ears. Sara had been missing for almost four hours now and there was still no sign of her.

At least it had been obvious at the crash site that she hadn't left on her own God-given will.

A few minutes 'as soon as he learned that the smiling brunette had disappeared, Grissom had sprung into action and called in the cavalry. In less than 20 minutes, Nick and Warrick had arrived at the Crime Lab raring and ready to go, even though it had been their day off. The entire team had worked frantically trying to find even the smallest amount of evidence of Sara's unknown location.

They still hadn't found a single conclusive thing.

Nick appeared in the doorway of Grissom's office, his face appearing forlorn. "Grissom," he said quietly to his boss. "We'll find her."

Grissom lifted his head and met Nick's eyes as the CSI, the one person in the crime lab who had once been taken himself, continued, "You found me."

"We were lucky, Poncho…" Grissom answered with a small, depressed sigh. "I'm not sure we will be that lucky this time. I'm not sure…"

"It was more than luck, Grissom," Nick voiced softly before turning and leaving to go back to the search.

Sara glared heatedly at the man who stood in the doorway. Her chestnut brown eyes were defiant, but still held a glimmer of fear. She was well aware of what this man could accomplish; she was no fool. Sara had seen his last victim, and the poor woman's image was still burned on the inside of her skull. She would never forget her; they were too much alike.

"What do you want with me?" she asked him carefully. She raised her head to the best of her ability, considering the restraints, and met the cold, blue eyes of her kidnapper, so different from the warm, blue ones of Grissom. She had loathed him terribly the first time she had seen him, and that was only through the viewing room at the Crime Lab. The man was practically indifferent to what he did and that completely terrified her.

"Hello Debbie" he said with a small chuckle. "It's good to see you again, too."

Sara glowered angrily. She knew who he was referring to: his former victim Debbie Marlin. His former victim had been the spitting image of the captive Criminalist. Sara remained mute however as Dr. Vincent Lurie advanced menacingly toward the bed, her mind paralyzed by alarm.

TBC…