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Chapter 14 – Where is Lindsay?

Sara went into the ER doors holding Catherine's hand the entire way. She wasn't fully conscious but she was awake enough to have an idea where she was. The paramedics had to get Catherine to let go of Sara's hand, but she was reluctant. When she did Sara stood there and watched the stretcher wheel around the corner. She looked down. Her hands were bloody. He clothes were bloody. Her shoes were bloody. Realization hit her. This was actually happening. She turned around and sat in a chair to cry.

After about ten minutes of crying, Sara pulled her head up. She tried to remember everything Catherine had said to her. What was she doing? Where had she been going? Then a little more realization hit her. Where was Lindsay? Sara had never met Lindsay before, but Catherine had told her that she was only 7. Not too much older then Charlotte. Sara took out her cell phone and called Grissom.

"Do you know where Lindsay is?" Sara asked desperately.

"No…I thought you did," Grissom sounded as stressed as Sara, except he wasn't close to tears.

"No…Grissom, I didn't see her at the house, but that doesn't mean she isn't there."

"I don't know Sara. If she was hiding she probably would have come out by now. Where else could she be?"

"I don't know," Sara thought she might burst into tears again. She stood and paced while she thought. "Catherine said the guy came up behind her right after she got out of her car."

"Well she could have been doing anything."

"Yeah, but either Lindsay was in the car with her and the guys…" Sara closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to think about what would happen to a little girl if they were kidnapped, "the guys could have taken her."

"Or Catherine could have dropped her off somewhere." Grissom. Always the light of hope.

"I sure hope so," Sara said, he voice getting shakier.

"Sara, ill tell you what. I will look for Lindsay here. You stay there and wait for Catherine to wake up. When she does ask her if she knows where Lindsay is."

Sara nodded. "Sara?" Grissom asked.

"Oh, Yeah. Ok. I'll call you when anything changes," Sara said and hung up the phone.

She sat down again and ran her hands through her hair. So much for the night off. Then she remembered. Jeff was still at her place. She checked her watch. 6:30. He could be up. Or Charlotte could have let him sleep. She decided to call anyway so she took her phone out again and dialed her own number. Charlotte picked up on the fourth ring.

"Hi, baby, what's going on there?" Sara asked tiredly.

"Nothing. Where are you?" she asked. She sounded a little worried.

"Oh, Charlotte, it's ok. I'm at the hospital," she said without thinking.

"What?! What's wrong?" Charlotte asked, panicking.

"Oh, no, no. Charlotte, I'm ok. It's ok. One of my friends is here, that's why I had to leave in the night like that. I'm sorry I scared you. I'm ok," Sara tried to reassure her.

"Ok," Charlotte said in a small voice.

"Ok. Can you do me a favor and wake Jeff up so I can talk to him?"

"Jeff is here?" Charlotte asked.

Sara smiled a little. "Yes. Can you give him the phone please?"

Sara heard Charlotte put the phone at her side and start running. She could tell when she was going up the stairs and heard the creak of her door as she entered quietly.

"Jeff," she heard Charlotte whisper. Sara smiled. Charlotte ran a few more steps and called Jeff louder. Sara heard Charlotte put the phone on the table and she called his name some more. Sara assumed she was shaking him awake. Then Sara heard Jeff grunt awake. Charlotte handed him the phone.

"'ello" he said groggily.

"Hi, Jeff, it's Sara," she answered.

"Oh, hey. Where did you go?"

"One of my co-workers was attacked in her house last night. She called me and I had to leave. Sorry to just leave you high and dry."

"That's fine, babe. I can look after Charlotte until you get back."

Sara smiled and sighed. He was being so great. "Jeff you have no idea what that would mean. Thank you so much," She closed her eyes and pressed on them with her middle finger and thumb as she spoke.

"Anything for you, Honey. Just call me when something changes." Sara sat up very straight. She paused a moment before she blinked back a few tears then said a soft good-bye, closing her phone. Alex used to call her honey. That was his name for her. She closed her eyes and tried to fight back tears. A few squeezed out but she took a deep breath and she controlled them.

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Sara sat in that uncomfortable chair for close to two hours. She had washed up just for something to do. She wanted to go home and be with her daughter, but she also wanted to stay here with Catherine. At the end of the two hours a doctor came and told her she could go and see her. She nearly ran after the doctor and burst into Catherine's room.

She was asleep but he said she should be awake within the hour. Sara lost the battle of fighting tears, but she walked over to the chair beside Catherine's bed. She pulled the chair close and put her hand on the sleeping woman's. She had a black eye and a few scratches on her face, and that was what Sara could see.

"You poor woman," Sara whispered. She took a deep breath and let it out through puffed cheeks. After about ten minutes Sara decided to call Grissom and tell him she was going to wake up. She went into the hall and dialed his number with shaky hands.

"Grissom," he answered on the third ring.

"Hey Grissom. The doctor said Catherine should be awake soon. Just thought I'd tell you."

"Ok."

"Did you find Lindsay?" That thought had been eating Sara alive for the past two hours.

Grissom sighed into the phone. "No. There is no sign of her here. But there is no sign of a ransom note or anything so I don't think they took her." Grissom tried to reassure Sara.

She let out a shaky breath and they said good-bye and hung up. She ran her fingers through her hair and stretched before going back into Catherine's room.

As Sara walked into the room, Catherine's head shot toward the door. She was awake and wondering where she was.

"Catherine!" Sara nearly shouted and ran over to the chair again.

"Wha- where am I?" Catherine stuttered, running fingers through her own hair.

"You're at the hospital," Sara said gently, holding Catherine's hand, "Do you remember what happened?" She asked softly.

Catherine's eyebrows furrowed as she tried to remember. When she did her face changed from confused to complete angst. A hand shot to her mouth and the tears fell down her face. It nearly ripped Sara's heart out of her chest.

Catherine looked around then back at Sara. "Did you find them?" she asked, suddenly angry.

"N-no. I'm sorry, Cath, they got away." Sara almost didn't want to tell her that piece of news. "But, Catherine I have to ask you a question. Do you know where Lindsay is right now?"

Catherine looked down and tried to think. Her mind was hazy. Then it hit her. "Yes! That…that's where I was. I dropped her off at…at Natalie's house. That's where she is. She wanted to go on a sleepover." Catherine finished triumphantly, but the thought of Lindsay caused more tears to fall down her face. "Have you told her yet?" she asked in a small voice.

Sara was completely relieved at the news of Lindsay. "No. we didn't know where she was so we had to wait for you wake up. But we will. I'll bring her here as soon as I can, ok?"

Catherine nodded. Sara told her she had to go and call Grissom so she left Catherine by herself while she stepped out to call Grissom for a second time.

"Catherine's awake," Sara said without a hello. "And I know where Lindsay is."

Sara heard Grissom sigh a sigh of relief into the phone. "That's great…where is she?"

"She's at a sleepover. Catherine dropped her off right before she got attacked."

"Ok. Umm, Sara we found something you might want to hear."

Sara was confused. "What?"

"There was a note on the table in the kitchen. It said 'this is payback. And we aren't stopping here.' It's written in magazine cut-outs."

Sara was silent for a few beats. "What does that mean?" she asked with a shaky voice.

"I'm not sure. Why would he want payback?" Grissom wondered out loud. "Was it something you guys did when he attacked you the first time?"

Sara thought a moment. "Yes! Grissom, I shot him. In…in the arm." Sara was glad she figured it out, but now she was scared. They wouldn't stop there? What did that mean? He would go after her? After Lindsay? After Charlotte? Sara didn't want to think about it.

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