Disclaimer: I don't own any of the charactors.

Mood: I feel sick bleck

Listening to: Taylor Swift songs

So, I started Track for my school this week so I don't have as much time to write anymore bbuutt not to worry I shall still keep the writing up. Oh and by the way, if you are reading my stories 'Getting It All Straight' and 'We Can Make It Through This' the next chapters should be up soon. And if your reading 'I'd Lie' I still need to think of a second chapter for that one and a third chapter for 'Happy Ending' they should be up soon too though.

So, now for what you really came her for: The story.

In the Box

"Tony, if you do not shut up!" Ziva yelled, jumping up, leaving the rest of the threat to Tony's imagination.

"It's so boring in here," Tony sat with his head cradled on top of one his hands and his elbow against his knee.

"What? You don't have one of your magazine's in you jacket?" she rolled her eyes and stood, leaning against the wall.

He looked undignified, "I don't carry them everywhere."

"Only most everywhere."

"You know what, I am just going to shut up!"

"Thank god!" Ziva slid back down onto the floor beside Tony.

"If both of you don't shut up," Catherine would much hear the silence then them two. Tony and Ziva had been argueng a good part of the next hour after Nick and Stella had showed up.

"Anyway," Nick turned back to his conversation with Warrick, "I can't believe you didn't tell me man."

Warrick sighed. He had told Nick about the divorce soon after he had got put in here. That way, he could here it from him and it wouldn't be sprung on him from a, still, slightly upset Catherine. "Sorry dude."

"Whatever. It's all whatever," Nick shrugged.

"Tony!" Ziva yelled as Tony, once again, did something to piss Ziva off.

"Oh my god!" Catherine jumped up from where she was sitting, ready to hurt someone.

As fast as Catherine jumped up, Warrick was by her side. He put an arm around her shoulders gently, "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay."

Catherine took a deep breathe and glared at Tony and Ziva before spinning around and stopping to the other side of their jail.

"I'm sorry," Tony whispered to Ziva.

"Yeah, me too," Ziva sighed, "it's just this whole boxed in again thing. I hate it. At least, there isn't guns firing at us this time."

"Not yet," Tony said before Ziva slapped him. "Sorry."

"We have to think positive," Ziva took a deep breathe.

"Can we all have a conversation again?" Lindsay asked lifting her head off of Danny's shoulder.

"Good idea!" Natalia jumped up a little bit too excited for their current situation.

"Okay," came several responses as the moved into their circle in the middle of the room, making room for Nick and Stella.

"I personally think we should have a couples counseling session for you two," Catherine nodded towards Ziva and Tony, trying to rub the headache they had caused away.

"Cath," a small, pleading sound came from Warrick.

"What would we need a counseling session for. We aren't a couple," Ziva looked somewhat confused.

"You argue like one," Catherine continued, "or two people who want to be a couple but are pig-headed to admit it."

Tony just stared at Catherine and she started to say something else but a hand was put over her mouth and Warrick's voice came, "She a little... off, right now."

He moved his hand and she sighed, "I think we have made some real progress here today."

They entire group was staring at her wierdly before Natalia spoke up, "So, anyway, I am feeling this real closeness now."

The group let out a laugh and Nick suddenly spoke up, "Do you think that Grissom knows?"

"Well, I think he would have noticed half his team missing, duh," Catherine replied rolling her eyes, receiving more odd stares.

Nick shook his head, "No, I mean about Sara and Greg."

"Maybe now, I mean, with us missing Greg will be sure to be comforting Sara and she will take it," Warrick shrugged.

"He's kind of oblivious to what's going on around," Catherine laughed.

Warrick looked at her worriedly and put his hand to her forehead. His eyes grew ever more worried as he pulled his hand back, "God, Cath!"

"Is she okay?" Danny voiced up.

"She's burning up," Warrick answered.

Stella reached over and put the underside of her wrist to Catherine's forehead, "She is."

"Is she going to be okay?" Eric asked.

"I don't know," Warrick took her worriedly in his arms.

Natalia pushed her head into Eric shoulder, looking like she was trying to hide from what was going on around her while Eric kept his eyes on Catherine. Danny pulled Lindsay to him, holding onto her like her was trying to protect her, his eyes not leaving the red-head woman who had broken into a sweat. Nick and Stella stared at Warrick holding onto Catherine, who had at this point, also looked as if she had tears running down her face. Ziva grabbed hold of Tony's hand and as soon she had, she glanced at him, feeling that she had crossed some barrier that should be there. One that she had always wanted to tear down. He just squeezed her hand reassuringly, looking back at Catherine as she whimpered in pain.

Warrick recognized this and he knew that if they didn't get out of here for help soon, he would lose someone he loved. He bent his head close to her ear and whispered where only she would be able to hear, that is if she could even hear right then, "Please, don't die, my love."

In the Lab

"Sara. Sara. Sara!" Greg shouted and cupped his hand around Sara's chin so she was looking at him, "You need to relax."

He had walked into the locker room looking for Sara, who had disappeared after they returned from where Nick and Stella went missing. They had gotten the tape and Greg took it to the A/V lab and then went to find her. He had found her sitting on the bench with her head in her hands crying.

"I can't," she shook her face and wiped the tears from her cheeks just so that the could be replaced by newer fallen ones.

"They will be okay, Sara, you just need to relax and we need to put all of our energy into finding them," he took her into a hug.

"Greg, I am so scared," she admitted and he knew he was the only one she would ever admit that too.

He kissed the top of her head softly, "So am I, Sar. We just have to do our jobs. Just like when you had to do your job when I was in the hospital."

"Which time?" she teased.

"Exactly," he whispered backing away and taking her hand leading her out of the room to the A/V lab.

Grissom felt the now familiar sting of jealousy when he saw them walk out of the locker room. As he approached them he said, "You should really have told me about this." He motioned at them and there intertwined hands.

Greg felt Sara tighten her grip on his hand and her nail trying to dig into his skin, but he ignored it. He shrugged at Grissom, "Sorry."

Sara's face suddenly became angry and Greg noticed this and turned to continue to the lab. As they walked into the lab she let out a growl, "God!"

"What happened?" Calliegh asked and noticed Greg rubbing his had and saw the nail impressions.

Sara noticed them too and her eye's got wide, "I am so sorry!"

"It's fine, Sar. Can't blame you," he dropped his hands.

"Well, what is it?" Ryan re-asked Calliegh's question.

Sara scoffed but didn't get to say anything as she was stopped by Greg's hand, "It's nothing."

"Hey, license plate," Archie said interrupting them. He turned to Abby and gave her a high five.

Wow, I am going to make myself cry -tear tear- Well, that's why Catherine has been all -stumbles around- since they got put in the box thinga ma jigga... Hope you enjoyed this chapter... Please Review