You made it..... you stuck with me through chapter 3! You are a champ! Read on my friends, read on!

Sara stopped at her locker, re-stalking her kit and grabbed her vest.

As Sara neared the crime scene she could see Brass standing outside talking to a few neighbors.

Sara brushed past them, heading strait to work.

David was bending over the body, talking to himself for the most part, making sure he didn't miss anything.

"Hey David. What have we got?" Sara asked while donning a pair of gloves.

"White female, about 5'7, several stab wounds to the chest and abdomen areas. I count 16 total, but I haven't flipped her yet." David trying to sound optimistic.

"Did you find a weapon?" Sara now taking in her surroundings.

"No, nothing around, under, or on the body."

Sara gathering what trace evidence, blood samples and several pictures of the body she needed for her reports and then released her to David for transport.

Now Sara had the place to herself and all that was left was the meticulous job of gathering evidence.

Brass entered to find Sara laying on the floor in front of the sofa.

"Sleeping on the job?" Brass' curiosity peaked.

"There is a pair of shoe's under here, and there are bare footprints directed away from the house...." Sara sitting up as she bagged the shoes. "They might belong to our perp."

"I see. Our vic is Kelli Westin, 32. I talked to some of the neighbors. No one saw anything. The Westin's moved in about seven months ago. Seemed like a happy couple. Kevin Westin is still missing and and one of the two cars that the Westins owned is also missing. I'm going to head back and do some checking. Credit, job history, where they came from.... stuff like that."

Sara nodded as she listen to the usual start to any investigation.

"Officer is still outside if you need anything." Jim added.

"Thanks Brass. I'll let you know if I find anything." Sara said while staying focused to the task at hand.

As the hours past and the evidence piled up the case seemed to be pretty strait forward.

Husband killed the wife and is now nowhere to be found.

An APB was put of on Kevin Westin and a dark blue Toyota Pickup truck.

As Sara walked around the house one last time she was greeted by a visitor.

A man walking through the backyard.

The lack of daylight made it hard to make out a face.

Sara flew into action.

Her gun as freed from its holster and she kept out of sight.

Sara held her breath as the back sliding glass door opened and a man entered.

'Where is the officer?' Sara thought as she crouched in her position.

Once the mystery man walked past her and had his back to her, Sara stood with a firm hand holding her gun pointed in his direction.

"STOP RIGHT THERE..... put your hands in the air. Stay right where you are." Sara's voice never faltered as she shoved him into the counter to gain leverage.

Sara grabbed her two-way and started to call the absent minded officer who was still sitting outside none the wiser.

"Control this is CSI Sidle. I'm on location with possible suspect. Officer Barker is MIA. Requesting back up. Code 2"

"Copy that. Request for back up. Code 2 ETA 5 minutes."

The less then stellar officer, who was seated in his cruiser heard the broadcast.

Realizing that as the address that was being read out over the radio was the address he was seated in front of.

As Well as a request on his '20'.

He was dead meat if or when Brass catches wind of this.

Sara still standing behind the intruder decided that now might be a good time for a interrogation.

"What's your name?" Sara asked as she let the man know that the gun as still on him.

"What are you doing hiding in the dark? Let alone in my house?" The man ask trying to gain the upper hand, anger evident in his voice, and the effortless attempts to push away from the counter.

"So you would be Kevin Westin. Why are you sneaking in your own house at 3:00 o'clock in the morning?" Sara successfully shoving back against the counter with a bit more force. "Don't move!" She repeated.

Sara could feel his anger rise.

"Stupid bitch!...." Wisten kept mumbling over and over through clenched teeth. "You wave that gun of yours at me again and I'll give you a reason to use it."

Sara suddenly had second thoughts about her interrogation and opted just to stay quite while he continued his rants.

Though she nearing her breaking point to use his anger against him and get him talking.

Finally, her knight and shinning officer came rushing in with gun drawn and flash light pointed at the mans face.

"Sidle! Are you okay?" Barker hoping that there was no damage.

"Yeah, can you cuff him please...." Directing her attention at Mr. Westin now, "my friend Brass is going to want to talk to you."

"Screw you!" Westin spat out. while being dragged from the house.

Sara finally let her arms relax.

By the time Officer Barker was hauling Westin off the front porch two more cruisers had pulled up.

Now Sara had a new crime scene and new evidence to gather.

While Barker drove Westin back to the station he called ahead letting Brass know that Kevin Westin was in custody.

"Sidle huh? She was a fire cracker. She would go slow I'd imagine....." Westin rambled.

"Hey! Quite back there!" Barker shouted.

".... She'd fight for ever last breath....." Westin went on.

Brass was waiting outside when Barker entered the PD parking lot.

Barker pulled to a stop and stepped out of the car.

By the look on Brass' face he had already caught 'that wind'.

"Look Brass... I, I didn't know... I'm I..." Barker stumbled over words.

Brass just held up his hand by mean to stop the rambling.

"You and I will have a chat later." Brass delivered in monotone.

"Look, You should know that while on the way over here, Westin wouldn't stop making threats toward CSI Sidle." If Barker was scared of Brass before, he didn't know what to think now.

The threats to Sara didn't stop at the interrogation room.

Brass experiencing them first hand and Grissom Listen from the other side of the one way glass.

Grissom's thoughts went to Sara and instantly reached for his phone and called her as he walked to the parking lot.

RING

RING

He now pushed through the PD doors, walking towards his SUV.

RING

"Sidle" Sara answered.

"Sara! It's Grissom. Honey, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little surprised, that's all." There was a moment of silence and then she continued. "Um... I need someone to come here.... I, I'm evidence."

Grissom swallows hard and thought the worst.

"Are, are you okay? Your not hurt are you?" Panic evident in Grissom's voice.

"No, no, I just, I had full contact with him. He could have transferred trace evidence from him to me."

Grissom smiled inwardly, being very proud of her at the moment.

"I'll be right there." Grissom almost whispering now as relief washed over him.

Sorry for the delay. I'm getting the hang of this.... or I'd like to think so. Leave a review PLEASE!!