Hey! Thank you all so much for the reviews! Sorry it has taken me so long (again) to update but life has just been...well not so great. But I will try and update again in a few days or so. And this is not beta read or anything so sorry for any mistakes. Let me know what you think! Enjoy
KJ
CHAPTER 13 - What Have You Done - Within Temptation
Charlie rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He wondered what had woken him up but then realized his phone was ringing.
He quickly pulled him self off the couch and grabbed the phone.
"Hello?" He answered.
'Charlie, it's Sara.'
"Sara!" Charlie said now wide awake. "Did you find Logan?"
'No. We uh we're at a dead end in the case.'
Charlie sighed.
'I'm off the clock right now but I um I was wondering what the other addresses where.'
"Look Miss Sidle-"
'Sara.'
"Sorry, Sara I love my son more then anything in the world but I don't want anything to happen to you. Neither of us knows who has him."
'I'll be fine. I may not even find him, but I can't just sit here and do nothing.'
"Okay, but I'm going with you."
'No. That would be even worse Charlie. You have to trust me. I need to do this alone.'
Charlie thought about it for a moment. "Okay hold one second."
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Sara scribbled down the last address.
"Okay thanks Charlie; I'll let you know if I find anything okay. Bye." Sara hung up the phone and leaned against the seat.
"Oh what am I doing?" She said aloud.
Sara pulled out her keys and stuck them in the ignition.
As she pulled out of the parking lot Cathrine was walking out of the lab. She saw Sara's car and thought she was turning the wrong way to go home.
She then thought that Sara probably had to pick something up from the store or had gone to get some food.
She brushed it off as nothing went inside.
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Sara kept driving for what felt like hours until she was finally at the fourth place on her list of six.
Again it was an old wear house.
She got out of her car making sure she had her cell phone and gun handy.
As she walked up she got an odd feeling. As she pushed open the door, she called out Las Vegas Police.
Something moved to the right of her. She spun around quickly, her heart pounding.
She lowered her gun. Two cat's where sitting in the corner.
"Damn it." She said under her breathe.
Sara quickly scanned the rest of the wear house but it was empty.
'Off to the next place.' She thought as she got in the suv.
Sara looked at the address. It was out in the desert. It took her about 20 minutes to get there.
As she got closer she noticed there was smoke coming from an old house. She looked at the piece of paper in her hand.
That was it.
She pressed her foot on the gas. When she got close enough she practically jumped out of the car.
"Logan!" She called out but got no answer.
She looked around. All she could see was the road. Nobody else was in sight. It was 30 minutes from the nearest fire station.
"Sh!t!" She said as she headed into the old house, tossing her gun and cell phone to the ground. She knew if she took them with her the metal would melt in the fire.
Within seconds her eye sight got blurry and she started coughing.
"Logan!" She called out but almost choked on her own words.
The flames where almost covering the house now. She could barely see anything.
A house beam fell in front of her and she jumped back, losing her balance and falling to the floor.
She tried to cover her mouth and nose as she got up. Her arm hurt but she ignored the pain.
"Logan?" Sara called out. Still no answer.
She walked deeper into the house.
"Hello?" She called again but the smoke was too much on her voice. She bent over coughing. Her lungs hurt badly.
She would die for a glass of water right now.
She was almost about to give up when she thought she saw something move. Sara quickly ran over.
She crouched down. It was Logan.
His hands where tied tightly behind his back, his feet where also tied together.
"It's gonna be okay." She said to him.
His eyes where closed and his head hung down, but she could see the rise and fall of his chest.
Sara franticly untied the rope. The fire had almost engulfed the whole house.
Once she got the last knot undone, Sara quickly picked Logan up and held him close.
Sara started back. She dodged parts of the falling ceiling. One piece came dangerously close to her.
Her heart was pounding. She kept telling herself it would be okay but she couldn't stop herself from thinking the worst.
Sara finally saw the door but just as she reached it she noticed something she hadn't before.
A gasoline container sat just a few feet from the raging flames.
Sara quickly started for the door again. Now just feet away from the door, she thought she was home free. But she wasn't.
All of a sudden her foot went thru the floor. She cried out in pain as her ankle twisted.
Things started to go black but she fought it off as best she could.
Sara held Logan in one arm and pushed herself up with the other. She quickly made it out the door, even though her foot hurt like hell.
Even though she was out of the house she kept running. Sure enough when she was about 20 feet away the flames over took the entire house. The fire connected with the gasoline.
Sara didn't know how but she fell to the ground, coughing and shaking.
She pushed herself up and brushed the soot from Logan's face as he began to wake up.
"It's going to be okay." Sara said, her voice hoarse
Logan seemed to be okay so Sara just laid down next to him in the dirt. Her breath coming in short gasps.
"I see you made it out with Logan."
Sara sat up. Looking behind her she saw a man pointing a gun at her. She tried to get up but it was no use. Her lungs burned from the smoke and her ankle hurt too much to even move it.
So she sat there helplessly.
Sara looked around and saw that another car was parked next to hers. Another man standing by it, a gun visible under his coat.
"You know it's a pity." The man said. "We'll now have to kill you too." A smile growing on his face.
Sara just looked at him. Now she whished she had her gun. She looked around again. It was about 8 feet away from her.
"There's no point, if you try and get it, you'll just die sooner."
"Who-" Sara started to speak but ended up coughing more.
"Ah smoke has gotten to you hasn't it. Well I'm guessing you where going to ask who I am. I'm Ricky Neven. I'm sure Charlie told you about us. And over by the car is Mark Rolen. I bet you've heard of him too."
Sara cleared her throat. "What about Brandon?" She said but it came out as more of a whisper.
"Oh that other boy. Well you see we sent Mark to get him and well Mark is not the smartest of guys. So he picked up the wrong kid. What can you expect from well Mark. It was a shame having to kill him and all but you know, we couldn't really let him go.
So now I'm gonna go over and talk with Mark. I trust you not to do anything stupid. Ah hello Logan, I'm sure you remember me. We wanted to come back to make sure everything had gone smoothly, I'm glad we did, because your proof that it didn't." He said as he started walking away.
Sara turned and looked at Logan who was now sitting up.
"Hey Logan how are you doing?" She asked softly.
"Okay." He said his voice small and quiet.
"Logan I want you to stay right here okay? Don't move. Everything's going to be fine." Sara said.
He shook his head.
Sara glanced over her shoulder. The two men where talking. Ricky's back was to her and Mark was facing her but it looked like he was much more interested in what Ricky had to say then what she was doing.
'Here we go.' She thought.
Sara pushed herself up painfully and ran over to gun and picked it up.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing?" Mark yelled.
'What does it look like I'm doing a$$hole. I'm saving my own life!' Sara thought as she pointed her gun.
Mark took out his gun and pointed it at her. His first shot he missed, the second was a little to close for comfort.
Sara took her aim and fired.
Mark fell to the ground holding his leg. Sara ran over to him, as best she could, her ankle hurt even more now. She kicked the gun away from him.
"You forgot something."
Sara turned around to find Ricky holding a gun to Logan's head.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no." Sara said under her breath.
"Drop the gun he goes free." Ricky said his once pleasant features now dark and angry.
"If I do that you're just going to kill both of us." Sara said taking a few steps closer.
"Is this how you want to die?" He asked her. "In the middle of the desert, trying to save a boy who is going to die anyway. I know I wouldn't want to go out like that."
Sara looked at Logan's face. He didn't even look scared.
"Do you mind if I kill you Logan? Mmm? Do you mind if I kill the pretty lady here who saved you?"
Ricky smiled at her and pushed his gun closer to Logan's head.
Sara knew that it happened fast but to her it felt as if it was in slow motion. Like she wasn't herself. Like she was watching herself do everything.
Ricky pushed the gun harder against Logan's head and smiled.
Sara took her chance. "Logan run!" She yelled.
She raised her gun and fired. The shot sounded so loud. Sara saw Logan duck and cover his head.
Sara looked at Ricky. Blood pooling around him. She dropped the gun and sank to her knees.
This wasn't her. She could never kill anyone. But proof lay right in front of her. Sara looked down at her hands, the gun lying in front of her. Ricky's lifeless body. Logan looked at her but didn't say a word.
"What have I done?" Sara said softly, more to herself then anyone.
A million voices where screaming at her in her head.
'What have you done?'
She wanted the dream to end. To wake up in Grissom's arms, him telling her it was only a dream.
But it wasn't.
Sitting there she realized how much pain she was in. Her eyes stung, her lungs burned, her ankle was already starting to swell and her arms where scraped up pretty good.
She sat there in a daze.
'I found him. He's safe.' She kept thinking over and over. But another thought kept going thru her head and she couldn't get it out.
'I killed someone. I swore I would never take a life.'
Logan crawled over to her and put his arms around her.
Sara looked down at him. This 10 year old boy had been thru so much. "Thank you." He whispered softly.
Sara felt something roll down her cheek. She hadn't even noticed she was crying.
"Can we go home?" He asked looking up at her.
Sara looked at him. "Yeah. We'll go home real soon."
He smiled.
Sara smiled back at him, wiping the tears from her eyes. She got up slowly, she picked Logan up.
"Let's go sit in the car and I'm gonna call you dad and we're going to get some people out her to help us. Okay?" Sara said, wincing every time she took a step.
Logan only nodded his head, his eyes already closing.
Sara finally reached her suv; she opened up the side door and softly put Logan down. She then went and picked up her cell phone. She leaned against the hood of the suv and called an ambulance and fire truck.
Sara called Charlie and told him to meet them at Desert Palm. At first he didn't get what she was saying but then he realized.
'You found Logan?!'
"Yes, and he's okay."
'How can I even thank you Sara?'
She could tell he was smiling. "Just...Be there for your son when he wakes up okay?"
'You can bet on it.' Charlie said. 'See you in a little bit.'
"Okay." Sara said hanging up.
She then dialed the familiar number.
After getting his voice mail she hung up. She then called Cathrine.
'Hello?'
"Hey Cath its Sara." Sara said coughing at the end of her sentence.
'Sara what's wrong are you okay? What happened? Where are you?'
Sara couldn't help but smile a little.
"One thing at a time." She said her voice still scratchy.
She told Cathrine where she was and said she would explain everything when she got there.
Cathrine told Sara not to go anywhere, but was relived when Sara told her that she could hear the sirens.
When Sara said that she could hear Cathrine sighing in relief but then her realizing that sirens meant something had happened.
Cathrine was about to say something else but Sara said bye before she could.
Firefighters arrived first. Two of them came over to check on Logan and her. The other's starting to put out the fire.
They gave Sara and Logan each a blanket and oxygen. The paramedics arriving shortly after.
They went over to Ricky first. They pronounced him dead, but Sara didn't hear them. She looked away drowning out all the commotion.
One paramedic went over to Mark.
"Get a gurney over here!" He yelled.
Sara stared over at them. She had done that. She had caused another human being pain.
Sara looked away trying to get herself together when a paramedic came over to here.
"What's your name ma'am?" He asked helping walk over to the ambulance.
"Sara Sidle." She said hoarsely.
"Okay well I'm going to get you on some oxygen and then check out your ankle okay?"
Sara nodded.
As she sat down on the back of the ambulance she noticed another paramedic bringing Logan over.
Just as Sara was getting her ankle checked out Cathrine arrived.
"Oh my God! Sara! What happened?" Cath said rushing over to her.
Sara tried to say something but still had the oxygen mask covering her mouth. She rolled her eyes and took it off.
"Well it's kind of a long story." Sara said, looking at Cathrine only to find she was looking behind her.
"You...you found Logan." Cath said turning her attention back to Sara.
Sara smiled a little.
"Okay start talking Sara." Cath said sitting next to her.
"Well Griss told me to leave but I couldn't just sit and do nothing. So I called Charlie and asked him for the other places that they may have taken Logan. And I started going to each of them one by one.
When I got to this one I noticed that there was smoke, so I got out and went inside."
"Why the hell did you go inside? You didn't know Logan was in there!" Cathrine said, her motherly tone taking over.
Sara looked at her. 'Why did I go in?' She thought.
"To tell you the truth. I don't really know why I did. I just kinda knew he was in there."
"Okay then you can continue." Cath said giving Sara a small smile.
"So I went in and found him, came out and there was a guy pointing a gun at me. I uh had tossed my gun down before running into the house. He um went over to talk to Mark, the other guy, and when he did I went for my gun. Mark shot at me and I shot back and got him in the leg.
I turned around to see that Ricky had a gun to Logan's head. When the chance came I um...I-I..." Sara tried to say it but she couldn't bring herself to.
Cathrine seeing Sara struggle gave her an affectionate look. "It's okay Sara."
"No it's not." Sara said. "I...I shot him and-and I killed him."
Tears where now falling from her eyes. She stared at the ground but she wasn't ever really looking at it.
"Miss Sidle, I'm sorry to interrupt but if you wouldn't mind waiting here. We are taking Logan and Mr. Rolen back." The medic said.
"It's okay I can take her. Desert Palm right?" Cath said.
He shook his head yes.
Cathrine took Sara's arm and placed it over her shoulder and led her over to her own suv.
"You okay?" Cath asked when they made it inside the suv.
"Considering today event's...pretty crappy." Sara said.
Cathrine looked over at Sara. She wanted to do something for her but didn't know what.
So she started the car and followed the ambulance.
As Sara looked out the window a million voices still echoing in her head.
'What have you done?'
