A/N: Hey everyone! You may have already read this so sorry if I give you déjà vu. It's under my new name as well, and all I did was make it two chapters instead of one. This is my first fic so tell me what you think! Just a one shot, but if I get decent reviews, I might start a series. Enjoy, r&r please and thank you! xoxoxo Jessica.

Warning: Violence and sexual content in Chapter 2!!! (Sry if you read it and were upset, I thought I had a warning up  )

I DON'T OWN ANY RIGHTS TO CSI!

September 20th, 1999

Las Vegas County Court House

"Mr. Stokes, please tell the jury what your findings were in your investigation at the defendants residence" the District Attorney requested as Nick Stokes sat in the witness chair of a trial regarding a recent rape case. "At the defendants residence we found hairs that were a DNA match to the victim as well as fingerprints and blood also from the victim," he said calmly.

"Thank you Mr. Stokes, you may step down." He nodded and did as he instructed. Later that afternoon the jury filed back into the courtroom as the foreman stood. "How do you find the defendant?" the judge asked. "After deliberation and consideration of the evidence presented today, we find the defendant guilty." The judge nodded.

"Sentencing will take place tomorrow at 1:00. Bailiff, take the defendant into custody." The judge banged her gavel against the hard wood and everyone stood to leave. The defendant, John Alverson, stood and turned to speak to who looked to be his brother judging by their similar looks. Before the bailiff led John out he turned around and looked at Nick. Nothing but anger was revealed in his gaze. The words "You're done" were mouthed by Mr. Alverson as he turned away. Nick turned and tried not to think about it as he walked out beside Grissom, just a meaningless grudge threat. "Not bad for your first trial," he smiled patting Nick on the back as they headed back to the lab.

August 2005

Las Vegas Crime Lab

"Hey Nick," Sara said as Nick walked into the break room. She walked over to him and gave him a quick kiss before sitting down beside him on the couch. "How long before you head back?" he asked. "5 minutes. There's a crazy case and I can't for the life of me figure out how to nail this guy. We all know he did it, but we just don't have enough. Not to mention the guy is out on bail which just makes it all the better," she said sarcastically filled with frustration. "Don't worry you'll get him, you're more than smart enough to figure this out. I know you'll do great," he said smiling. "Thanks," she said resting her head on his shoulder, "I think Warrick and I are gonna check his place out again," she said, "See you later babe." She gave him another quick kiss before heading back to work, and calling Warrick over to where she was analyzing some other fibers.

"Hey Warrick, ready to head out?" "Yea just gimme a second Sar," Warrick answered, finishing up some paperwork and putting it back in it's file. "Before you say anything girl, I drive today," he grinned. "Aww, no fair." Sara fake pouted. "Hey, no puppy eyes, that's not fair!" he laughed as they headed out the door.

Nick's House

9:00 am

The next day after shift, Sara got into her car and headed over to Nick's. "Hey," she said as he answered the ring of the doorbell, "Enjoy your day off?" she asked. "Not until now," he smiled taking her jacket. "Good, 'cause I'm not tired she grinned. She wrapped her arms around him and locked lips. He grabbed her under her knees and picked up her light frame, carrying her to his bedroom and kicking the door closed behind him.

After about an hour and a half, Nick rolled over to see Sara's face calm and peaceful, like an angel, he thought to himself smiling at the sight. She was serene, with a small smile on her lips. Interrupting the moment, Nick heard the phone ring. "Stokes," he answered. "Alright, I'll see you in a bit." He rolled over and sat up, putting his feet on the floor. He ran his hair through his now messy hair. He got dressed, tried to fix the mess on his head and decided to go with a ball cap. "Hey, where're you going?" he heard Sara's voice call from behind him. "Hey," he said sitting down beside her on the bed, "That was Grissom; case came in and he's a bit short handed. Some lab techs are sick, so I'm heading in early." "I'll get dressed and meet you there ok?" she said rolling out of bed. "Alright, if Gris called hear, he probably tried your place too." Nick went to the kitchen to make some instant coffee. It would last him until he made some Blue Hawaiian once he got to the lab.

Sara came out ready to go and snatched the cup out his hands. "Hey, what do you think you're doing darling?" he drawled. She stuck out her tongue teasingly before taking a sip. "Fine then. I'll make another," he smiled as he added some mix to his cup and poured some hot water into another mug. "I'll see you there Nick, I have to stop at the store and pick up a couple things," she said as they headed out the door. "Ok, don't be too long. Love you," he said getting into his Denali. "I'll be five minutes. Love you too," see called as she opened her car door and climbed in.

Marty's Quick Mart

11:00 am

Sara walked in and headed to the back of the store and grabbed a bottle of Advil, a toothbrush, and some mini shampoos to keep at Nick's house. She'd been spending more time there lately, so she thought she should have some stuff there for her. She looked around the store for a minute to see if there was anything else when she heard a commotion coming from the front. She saw a man with a gun at the counter with some other guy. The clerk was clearly scared out of his mind. Sara got down on the floor and called 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" "This is Sara Sidle Las Vegas Crime Lab; I'm at Marty's Quick Mart on Blare St. There's two guys at the front with guns holding up the store" she quietly told the woman. "Thank you assistance will be there soon." Sara hung up the phone and crawled down the aisle to get a look at the robbers. "Easiest way to get some cash once your out" the man with the gun said. "Got the right John," the man beside him said. John, Sara made a mental note of his name. She brushed up against a panel and a bag of Cracker Jacks fell on the floor. Shit. She pressed her back against the shelf and closed her eyes. "John," the man nudged at the other.

"I thought you made sure there was no one in here." he said sternly. "Whatever, check it out." Sara could hear footsteps coming closer. "What do we have here?" the man joked. He now had a gun in his hand as well. Now or never, she thought as she reared her leg and kicked the man and got out of the way as fast as she could, but the man was much bigger than her, and he grabbed her leg. She fell over and her ID and wallet fell out of her pocket. The man picked her up and held her arm, gun pushed against Sara's back. "Hey John, look at this." The man picked up the ID and wallet and handed it to the man. The guy called John looked at her CSI ID and smiled big.

"Well isn't this my lucky day." He opened the wallet which contained a picture of Sara, Nick, and Warrick together at a restaurant they were at a while back. "Wow, this really is my lucky day. You know this guy? Nick if I'm not mistaken." He showed her the picture. "How do you know-" "So you do know him. No doubt you called the cops already" he grinned seeing the phone antennae sticking out of her pocket. "Hey man, this could be better than I thought." Sara could hear the sirens, and they were getting louder by the second. "Hey pass her over here," John told the other man. He released her arm and pushed her roughly into John. He held the back of her neck with the gun pushed into her back. "What do you say we put on a little show. I'm sure you're little CSI friends are on the way. You gave your name to 911?" he asked. "What are you gonna do if I did?" she spat at him. Then she did spit at him. "Attitude huh? I can deal." He grinned at his partner and he grinned and gave her a punch in the stomach. She doubled over in pain, and her eyes went wide. Oh god, not my stomach she thought. She collected her thoughts and gasped trying to get her wind back.

"Jimmy, I think we can get a little more cash with this little one than we could from here." He led Sara over to the window.

Las Vegas Crime Lab

11:35 am

Gil Grissom sat at his desk looking over some evidence from a case he was currently working on, when the phone rang. "Grissom. Yes. I'll be right there." His face went slightly pale. He ran out to the others. "Nick, come with me." "Grissom what's wrong?" Warrick asked. "911 just got a call about an armed robbery at a convenience store." "Why are we going?" Nick asked. "Because Sara made the call." Nick's face also went slightly pale and he started panicking in his mind. He stood up and the two of them headed out.

As they drove as fast as they could, Nick turned to Grissom. "Gris, why'd you ask me to come with you?" "Nick, I know you're dating her. I've known for quite some time now. I haven't said anything and I won't as long as you don't let it affect your work, and you've been doing a good job of that." "Oh. How?-" "I may not be great with people, but this was a little obvious. I'm happy for you too. Sara's been happier than she's been in a long time." Grissom answered. Nick managed a weak smile as they continued on, both silently praying that nothing bad had happened and Sara had gotten out.

Marty's Quick Mart

11:50 am

When the two got there they saw Sara's fearful face behind the glass door of the store. With a gun against her temple. "Oh god no," Nick whispered. As he approached the police car beside them. "Good thing you're here. He's had her like that for a few minutes. Won't let her go. He's threatening to shoot if we don't back off of his car around back" The officer said filling them in. "Do it," Nick said immediately. "Already done. He just won't move." "Hey there Nicky! Long time no see!" he heard a voice yell. It was the man holding Sara.

"Well ain't this a coincidence? I told you'd I'd come back for you, but I guess your girlfriend's mine instead of you. Just as good in my books. Talk to you soon!" Sara looked at Nick with fear for both of them. She struggled against her captor and stepped on his foot with force. He pistol whipped her and she let out a wince of pain. Warm blood trickled down the side of her face. Nick flinched at this and filled with anger. He stepped forward, but Grissom put a hand in front of him. Nick looked over and saw as much pain and fear on his face as he felt himself. Sara looked up and saw Nick. She tried to say 'I love you' before she was pulled away from the door and taken out the back of the store.

There was a dark blue van parked by the back door. "Jimmy, got anything back there to keep our guest in line?" John said, tightening his grip on her. "Well I do believe I do," Jimmy answered pulling out some cables from the back of the van. He grabbed Sara's wrists and pulled them behind her, binding them with the cable. He grabbed her ankles and tied them next. He ripped a piece of cloth from an old blanket in the back and gagged her with it. "John, you still good with electronics?" "I think I know a thing or two." He grinned as he took the cell phone from her pocket, turned it off and threw her into the van, hitting her head wound on the hard floor. Sara looked up and felt her lids get heavy as she gave into herself and closed her eyes and fell into unconciousness.

Las Vegas Crime Lab

12:30 pm

Day 1 of kidnapping

Nick sat on the couch and just stared blankly at the floor, as thoughts ran through his head at a million miles away. He thought she was just running a little late from the store, even if it had already been almost 30 minutes longer than she said she would. That wasn't the worst part he thought. He knew me; he did this because he knew me, but who? Why would anyone want to do this to Sara because of something I've done? Oh god, it's all my fault… Warrick walked in and sat down beside him.

"You okay man? It's gonna be alright, we'll get her back soon." He put his hand on Nick's shoulder and tried to comfort. "I know, but she can't get hurt 'cause of this, I'd never forgive myself, she would never-" "Don't say that man, Sara's strong, she'll be okay," he said squeezing Nick's now shaking shoulder. "You don't understand Warrick. Sara's pregnant." "Pregnant? But – how long have you-?" "Almost a year, she's two months along. I found out two days ago. I was going to propose tonight. Then we were going to tell everyone, Sara didn't want it affecting work so we kept it quiet." "Nick, I didn't- we're all doing our best to find her and fast as possible. I promise you we'll get her back." Nick leaned over and put his head in his hands for a minute then got up. "Who's processing the store?" he asked Warrick. "Catherine and Greg. The security video is on it's way over." "Thanks, I'm gonna go see Grissom." Nick stood up to leave then turned. "Warrick?" he looked up. "Thanks man." "We'll get her Nicky, I promise. By the way, congrats dad." Nick smiled and opened the break room door then headed to Grissom's office.

Warrick leaned back against the couch and took in the new information, which was a lot to take in at this time. Sara and Nick, Sara and Nick's baby. He silently prayed that they were both alright. He got up and headed to the lab. He couldn't just sit around anymore; he had to do anything in his power to help find her faster.

Grissom's Office

Grissom just sat there. This couldn't, shouldn't be happening to Sara. Ever since Sara came to Las Vegas, they'd grown closer than before, but she was like a daughter to him. He felt like a piece of his life was taken. He could only imagine how Nick feels. Sara had become extremely close to Nick. He didn't know why but he felt like there was more too the situation than Nick told him in the car on the way to see Sara. He heard a knock at the door and saw Nick. He looked like he hadn't slept in ages, even though he only started shift an hour ago.

"Come in Nick, sit down." Nick walked in and sat down in the chair in front of Grissom's desk. "Was she at your place this morning?" Nick nodded. "I thought so. She didn't answer her phone when I called. Can you tell me what happened this morning?" "Well you called and I got dressed and Sara said she would come and help out too. Around 10 we got in our cars and she said she had to go to the store to pick up a few things. The next time I saw her was-" he stopped and looked down. "Thanks," Grissom said as he made a little note. "Is there anything else?" Grissom asked looking up. "She's two months along." Nick said looking at the floor. Grissom went blank with shock. This can't be happening. Not to Sara. Not an innocent life. "Nick I-" "Just find her Gil." "We will Nick. We will."

3:30 pm

Day 1

Sara awoke still dizzy from her head injury, which was still throbbing. Her wrists and ankles were still bound. She was propped up against the wall in an empty room. There was a large steel door across the room. She struggled against her bindings but they wouldn't budge. Then she felt the pain again in the side of her stomach and looked down. Oh god, please be okay, she thought. She kept fighting against the rope until she heard the door open.

In walked John and Jimmy, Jimmy with another rope in his hand. She pushed her body against the wall and tried to move away until she was in the corner with the two of them in front of her.

"Miss us babe?" John smirked. "What do you want from me? What did I do? Let me go, I won't turn you in." Sara asked anger ever increasing in her voice. "Don't worry babe, you're just going to help me get what I deserve after the past 5 years I've had 'cause of that asshole Stokes."

"What did Nick ever do to you? Leave him out of this!" She felt a rough hand come across her face, stinging her cheek.

"Don't you talk to me like that little girl. You're precious Nicky put me away for 5 years. That girl never said no!" he kicked her legs. "I didn't do anything wrong!" he kicked her again.

She fell on her side, tears escaped her eyes. "String her up and get the camera. We're gonna have some fun first." Jimmy grabbed the ropes around her wrist and dragged her to the middle of the room. He took the rope in his hand and looped it through a large hook hanging from the ceiling. He tied it to the ropes binding her and pulled, hoisting her body off the ground.

She felt her legs dangle just above the cracked wood floor and started to swing. She kicked as hard as she could at John, but he grabbed her legs and pulled out a knife. Her eyes went wide with fear. He grabbed her shirt collar and cut down the middle of the shirt and the sleeves, removing her shirt. The cold air hit her body like needles. Her dizziness returned and she shook her head. It's just blood loss, fight it Sara, she struggled to keep her eyes open. She felt the cold blunt edge of the knife glide down her leg as he cut off her jeans, leaving her in her underwear and bra.

She looked down and saw the bruises on her stomach and legs. She didn't think it was that bad, she felt pain, but now she started to worry. Please let the baby be ok, please be ok. She thought as she saw a flash go off.

She heard a lighter light as Jimmy lit up a cigarette. He breathed in then exhaled the smoke. He held the cigarette then smirked. Sara let out a small cry as she felt the hot object touch her thigh and saw another flash go off. He did it again to her other leg as more flashes went off.

"You're pretty tough girly. I thought you'd be out by now." John grinned as he pulled out his knife. She cried out as he walked behind her and dragged the blade down her back, blood pouring down from between her shoulder blades down to the curve of her back. He continued to slice her arms, then he gripped the handle of the 3 inch blade and stuck it into her leg. She screamed as the blade was pushed deep beneath her skin. Flashes went off as it stuck out of her bleeding leg. He slowly pulled it out making her cry out again.

"Get her down John. We'll be back later girly." John cut the rope with his bloodied knife. Sara fell to the ground. She felt the ropes around her wrists and ankles loosen as they were cut. "You're not going anywhere are you? Good." He turned and left closing the large door behind him.

Sara tried not to give in as she pulled her body across the floor where her ripped clothes were thrown on the floor. She grabbed for her shirt and ripped a long strip. She reached down her body and tied it tightly around the stab wound which was still steadily bleeding. She wiped the blood and sweat from her face as her body went limp and she slipped back into unconsciousness.

Las Vegas Crime Lab

2:00 am Day 2

Nick looked at the clock in the lab where the television was. He watched the tape over and over. He watched as she tried to fight back, then he punched her hard in the stomach, making her fall as her captor gripped her arms. He watched in fear as the fist came into contact with her stomach. "Please be okay baby. Both of you," he whispered. He stood up and turned the tape off. He walked into the lab where Greg was analyzing some evidence gathered from the store.

"Are the DNA and AFIS results back from the samples?" Nick asked. "Yea, hold on," he said as he pushed his chair over to where the file was. "The blood found was Sara's, the print found was from an ex-con, got out about a couple months ago for rape, name John Alverson. Nick you ok?" Greg looked at Nick who froze at the name. "Do you have his file?" Nick asked. "Yea, said he went away due to evidence found at his place by... you." Greg looked at Nick with the same worry. Nick bolted out the door and headed to Grissom's office.

He opened the door and saw Grissom sitting at his desk, with unshed tears threatening to pour from his eyes. "Grissom what is it?" Nick asked, panicking in his mind. "This came by rush mail about 10 minutes ago." He handed Nick several Polaroid pictures and he fell backwards into the chair behind him. Images of Sara's bruised and bleeding body hanging from a rope were on the film. He looked at the next one, a long gash down her back, another, Sara's leg had a knife in it. Nick started shaking as he dropped the pictures.

"Oh god…" Nick hung his head in his hands. "This came with it," Grissom said holding out a piece of paper. Nick looked up and took the paper. "Paybacks a bitch isn't it? I'll call you." He put the paper back down on the table. He gritted his teeth as his fists tightened turning his knuckles white. "I want this guy now Gris," he said, anger rising. "I know I do too Nick." Nick looked down as his cell phone rang.

He held the phone to his ear and Grissom stared with worry. "Stokes." "…Ni..Nick…" "Sara!" Grissom's eyes went wide as he paled with worry. "Nick…I…" "Sara, it's okay, Sara I'm going to find you" Nick said as a tear fell down his cheek. "Aww how cute. Going to be her knight in shining armor?" another voice said through the phone. "You bastard. Where is Sara!" Nick yelled. "Now, now, don't think you're going to get your damsel for free now? You're smarter than that." "What do you want?" "Five million in cash. Tomorrow, wired to the account I'll call you with later. If I smell a cop near here I'll put a bullet in her head. I think you'll find the internet a good pass time till then, SaraWatch is fun I've heard. Bye for now Nick." The line went dead. Nick closed the phone is his pocket.

"Gris I need your computer." Grissom stood up and let Nick sit down. Nick clicked on the internet icon and type into the browser. "Please let him be lying" he thought as he waited for the search to finish. Suddenly a window popped up. A figure was lying on the floor, bloody and barely breathing. From the camera angle, it looked like it was on the ceiling in the corner of a small room.

Grissom turned away, he could barely stand to look. She looked awful. He turned back and watched as she rolled over and the camera could see her face. She was almost like a ghost she was so pale from the blood loss, her eyes weren't the ones he knew, they were darker than normal, not the bright eyes full of energy and life he'd seen everyday, full of determination. He couldn't bare to see her that way. He put his hand on Nick's shoulder as he put his head in his arms on the desk. He held in sobs saying over and over quietly "Sara I'm sorry, it's my fault, Sara I'm sorry…" Grissom bent down and came to Nick's level. "Nick, Nick listen to me. This is not your fault, okay? It's not, it's John's." Nick took a deep breath and brought his head up.

"Hook my phone up to trace the next call. I wanna nail this bastard." "I'll get Catherine to get it done, I need your phone." Nick drew the phone from his pocket and handed it to Grissom who them walked out of the office. Nick looked at the monitor as memories of his time in the box flooded back. Lying there alone, no one knowing where he was, watching him not being able to do anything. "I'll find you Sara, just hold on." He touched the screen where she was laying. She pulled her head up and struggled to sit herself up against the wall. He watched as she sat up her head fell and rested against her chest as her arms were wrapped around her stomach tightly.

"Catherine? Can you call Brass and get him to get him tracing software over here as soon as possible?" "Yeah no problem. Have you found out anything more about Sara?" "Yea, that's why we need the equipment. The kidnappers are going to call back soon." "Call back?" "Yes, they just called Nick's cell from Sara's no doubt. Nick's watching her in my office." "Watching her?" Catherine asked confused. "The sick bastard hooked a camera up in the room she's being kept in." "Oh my god," Catherine said looking down. "Nick's taking it really bad. He's been a wreck all day, but this just made it so much worse." "Nick?" "I might as well tell you, Nick and Sara have been seeing each other for almost a year and Sara's pregnant." Catherine froze and tears filled her eyes. "I'll get Brass here fast as possible," she said turning and heading to her phone wiping away the tears. "Be okay Sara, hold on," she said to herself as she dialed Brass' cell number.