A/N: Sorry for this wait but here ya go:

-Unknown Location-

Room 1

Catherine looked up as the door opened and a body was rolled into the room with her. For a brief moment she swore she knew the individual shutting the door but couldn't understand the pity. Limping to her new companion she frowned at the outfit. Black trousers and sleeves but a red shirt. It looked very much like one of those things Hodges characters wore from one of the shows he showed her. Turning the body onto its back she shuck her head tears pricking her eyes as Sara's pale face looked up at her.

"Sara?" She gave her a gentle shake. "Come on now wake up."

"Hmmh," The moan was enough for her and she pulled the women to her feet. Yanking one arm over her shoulders she dragged her over to the available bed. It was slow especially as she started to struggle as consciousness came to her. "Lwet go of me."

"Shove it kid I'm helping," She growled getting a smirk from the women. Brown eyes flickered briefly as she deposited her on the bed. Dropping to the floor with a groan she clutched her aching leg. "You owe me for that. Come on … wake up."

"Shot … tranq …" Sara moved her mouth as if trying to get it to work right.

"You need water. Mouth will be dry until the effects are gone … and a bit after. Still have to wake that's and order."

"Yes mom," The giggle that followed that made her smile a little. Eyes flickered again. There was definitely more then a tranquilizer in what ever they shot her with. "I called you mom. Ha."

"Yeah, you did." She brushed her hair and wondered what was with this person. Why kidnapped four people? Why keep her wounded if he had plans. Unless she was to die but then why. And why dress up Sara as if she was some sort of Star Trek character or something.

Room 2

"Get dressed," The door opened and garments were dropped on the floor. Lindsey looked nervously at the floor where the items fell. The door didn't shut but the individual didn't show themselves. "It be best to cooperate or he will do it himself. Sorry, Linds … really am."

"H-Hodges?" Lindsey rushed off the bed and tried to get to the door before it pulled shut. Spinning she faced John eyes wide. "He … one of the suspects. But … I think he's like us."

"Here," John held up the sixteenth century style dress to her holding his own ridiculous garments close to him. "I'll change in the corner facing away from you."

"What the hell is this from?" Lindsey grumbled quickly dressing so he wouldn't have to wait for her. "A Romeo and Juliet … no," she spun quickly shaking her head fear gripping her. He turned tucking in the shirt into the tights that went with his outfit. "They can't … are we … John I don't want to die."

"Hey baby," He rushed to her pulling her against his chest. "No matter what we will be together okay."

"I want to live with you. Grow old with you in my life. I know were young and we still have much to experience but I want to experience it." She whimpered. "Not … I'm not Juliet!"

"I know, baby. I know."

"Oh god!" She stepped back terrified now. "My mom … my sick role is she forced into."

-Crime Lab-

Break Room

"Nicky what is it?" Grissom asked as he watched him try to call the same number for the tenth time. The look he got told him all. Pulling out his phone he sent a text to Brass and motioned for Nick to stay put. "What ever this guy is planning he wants us most likely as well. We stay they remain safe."

"Do they, Grissom?" He swallowed. "I mean if he is looking for pairs …"

"Nicky we have …" He couldn't even think enough positive thoughts to finish the sentence. Sinking into a chair at the table he barely noticed the younger man stand and head his way. Nick clasped his shoulder and tried to smile.

"Maybe, she is just asleep and we are over reacting. I mean … it's not like we can … plus didn't he say that Lindsey and John would get to be together for the rest of their lives right? Not in death."

"This person might not see it like that." Grissom whispered. "What if he thinks that they can live in death together or something sick like that."

"Hey … uh …" Warrick entered and then sighed. "Brass just called needs a team at Nick's. The unit there found a spent dart and Sara's Denali with the door open. I'm sorry … Nick …"

"I know … I'm now officially off the case." He sunk into a chair as well.

"Call in those we haven't yet. Days will work …" Grissom faltered for a minute and Warrick nodded understanding.

"I'll call my backup unit to handle the Sidle missing persons and keep days as primary on the Grissom and Marshall crimes. Me and Greg will remain as extra hands but keep back to prevent any issues."

"Any sort of note?" Grissom asked cautiously. "To … has Archie reported another email at all or phone call?"

"No, sorry boss man but there's nothing." Warrick watched as Greg approached holding a folder. Holding out his hand he took it and read the contents. "Scratch that … David Hodges residence was empty and shows signs of … shows signs of a struggle."

"Damn it!" Grissom stood his chair flying backwards. The entire lab seemed to freeze at the unusual and rather frightening display. "I want them all found Brown! Now!" He stormed out and Warrick cursed motioning Greg back to work.

"Brass, Brown … no we have a problem, boss man just lost it and stormed out of the lab … well if I knew where he was going I wouldn't be on the phone with you."

-Tangiers Casino-

Sam Braun's Office

"And who exactly are you?" Sam asked into the phone the high pitched voice not phasing him at all. What was phasing him was the threat he just received. When he was simply reminded of the threat he grinned coldly. "Listen closely, I have done many things in my life but crossing my daughter is not one of them. I highly recommend to you not doing the same. Now, I am willing to pay what ever you want for the release of every individual you claim to have. If all are unharmed you go unharmed."

"I plan to kill them all. No ransom. No saving for any of them. How ever your daughter is lined up special, she will be hung but if you do not do as I say I will ensure she is tortured first. Bring me Stokes." The click that followed did not soften that blow. The initial threat of death on his daughter was nothing knew. Many had called before to threaten those he cared for. This was different, specific and clearly going to be followed. Pressing a button he called for his secretary to get him in touch with Nick Stokes.

-Grissom Residence-

Nursery

"Thanks Lily," Grissom whispered entering the room his twins were sleeping peacefully in. His two beautiful babies were now nine months old. Two months married to their mother and she went missing. Two months as Lindsey's official father and she was missing. Lily, cautiously, approached him and cupped his face with both hands.

"I called your mother and she will be here in the morning to help as well. You … you focus on being strong for your girls. Cathy and Lindsey will need you to be strong right now."

"Lily … my babies won't know there mother," He fell to his knees and she followed him cradling him as she would any of her children and rocking him.

"Oh, my boy, no matter what they will. They sleep now because I spoke of her. I spoke of Lindsey. The memories I have of them. As you will no matter what happens." The two remained locked like that for a good hour as he cried. Lily then lead him to the rocking chair where he drifted off. Covering him she went to take care of the house. Another four hours later and the front door was opening and she greeted Betty Grissom like she was an old friend. The two instantly set to work passing the time checking in on the man who refused to leave the nursery. They left him food and brought up food for the twins. Cleaned the house and took care of the horses.