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Co-Author: CSI Kris and Verena

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Chapter 2

Greg arrived at the lab and ran through the hallway, almost colliding with a lab technician. "Sorry" he said without looking back as he continued his way to the DNA lab. "Wendy, I got something for you. It's gotta be processed ASAP. Forget your other cases, this is priority!" He said out of breath, handing Wendy the evidence bag. "Whoa, what's the rush? You forgot about a case and Grissom's going to get you for that or what?" Wendy was teasing him, obviously not knowing what was going on.

"Stop talking and get started...please!" Reluctantly she took a sample from both the fingernail and the skin cells under it. "Alright, there are intact epithelials under the fingernail. I'm going to run both DNA samples through CODIS...Care to fill me in now?"

"I can't believe you haven't heard about it by now! Grissom and Catherine disappeared from a crime scene. We assume they've been kidnapped." Wendy started to laugh a bit. "Oh come on. I've heard some excuses, but that is ridiculous. You want me to believe that? The samples are being processed already so no need to fool me." She shook her head and turned away from him, going back to work.

Greg grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face him. "I'm serious here! You think I would make something like that up?! They were at a crime scene and the only thing left of them is Catherine's kit." Wendy's mouth hung open, her eyes widened in shock. "OH MY GOD! Do you know what happened exactly? Do they know who did it? Did the kidnappers leave a message or something?" "No, until now we have nothing! The only evidence is that fingernail and hopefully one of the kidnapper's DNA...We assume it's Catherine's and she left it behind on purpose after scratching the guy."

Just as Wendy wanted to say something, the computer started to beep and the results of the analysis were printed. She took the sheet of paper from the printer. "Okay, the fingernail IS in fact Catherine's. The DNA is male, but I'm afraid there was no match in the data base..." Greg slammed his fist on the counter. "Dammit! That's impossible. You gotta..." Wendy interrupted him. "Hey, there's nothing else I can do at the moment. If you bring me another sample I can compare those two, but if not...I'm really sorry."

"Yeah, I know. Thanks anyways. Let's just hope the others find something useful." Greg slowly walked out of the lab with his cell phone in his hand, dialing Sara's number. "Yeah Sara, its Greg, The fingernail was Catherine's, but we got no match from the epithelials under it. I'm afraid we have nothing...What? A tire impression? Where? Why haven't we seen it before? Okay I'm on my way." Greg started to run again, back to his car. He jumped in and rushed off.

He arrived at the crime scene. All the camera crews had left and there was no one else there except a few police officers and Nick, Sara and Warrick, standing on the street. Greg jogged over to them. "Hey, where's that tire impression?" "Right here. It's a clear impression. We shouldn't have a problem finding at least the type of the car, maybe even more." Nick said enthusiastically.

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After she'd taken care of Grissom's injuries, Catherine sat down on the bed next to him and took a deep breath to steady herself. "Gil, what are we doing here? Who are those people? What is this all about?" Grissom laid his hand over hers that was resting on her thigh.

"I don't know Catherine, I really don't. We need to find out what they're up to. I'm sure everything will be alright." She turned her head to look at him. "Yeah right...nothing is alright. Look what they did to you! Those bast..."

"Cath! Don't. You must not let your anger take over. We can only be strong if we are in control of our actions. That is the only way we could beat them, if we stay calm-- they lose their trump card. They'll try to scare us, don't let them get to you. And I will be fine; it's not even that bad."

Just then the door was slammed open, a man remained outside and a woman walked in. She had a well toned body, not too muscular but you could see that she was strong. She walked up to them and stopped a few steps away from the bed. "So, have you accommodated yourselves? Is everything to your full satisfaction? I hope so because that's as good as it gets." Catherine wanted to speak up but was interrupted by the woman who raised her index finger. "Don't even think about it! You will stay quiet when I'm talking. Is that clear?!...Good. Now, here are some rules to make getting along a bit easier. Don't try to escape - You will fail. Don't try to trick us – You will regret it. Do whatever we tell you to. Don't talk if you're not asked to...You," she nodded in Catherine's direction, "get up."

Catherine did as she was told and now that she was standing face to face with the other woman, Grissom was surprised to see that both women were almost the same height because when he'd first seen her he thought she might over tower Catherine by a few inches.

The woman kidnapper let her eyes wander over Catherine's body, from top to bottom and back up again. "Catherine Willows, 43 right? The pictures didn't do you justice, you are very attractive." She reached out and tucked a strand of Catherine's hair behind her ear letting her hand linger momentarily. Catherine stood her ground as she remained firmly planted and held her gaze. "What do you want from us?"

"That is none of your business. But I can tell you that you are going to stay here for a while, which reminds me...I assume you still menstruate?" Catherine let out a short scandalized breath. "THAT is none of YOUR business!" As soon as she'd finished that sentence she stumbled back a few steps and felt a burning pain running through her head. The woman kidnapper had slapped her face with the back of her hand.

Grissom jumped to his feet and grabbed Catherine to steady her. "How dare you disobey my orders?! I told you to do everything I want, that includes answering my questions! And YOU sit back down!" She pushed Grissom away from Catherine and he sort of fell back down on the bed. Catherine had tears in her eyes but she was not going to cry in front of that woman. "I'm waiting. Or do I need to slap you again to refresh your memory?"

"Yes...Yes I do." Catherine said through clenched teeth.

"See, it wasn't that difficult." And with that she turned around and left the room.