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Lisa

Sara, Nick and Warrick

When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love

Sara winced as the gun shot exploded around her. She wasn't sure if it had been her own fingers on the trigger, or if Mobley had pulled out a weapon. She braced herself for the impact that never came. Opening her eyes slowly, she saw that it had indeed come from her weapon. She had tried to kill Mobley. The thought scared her more than she liked to admit.

"Nice try, Sara." Mobley laughed and advanced toward her.

Nick and Warrick crashed through into the clearing.

"Sara!" Nick shouted, and ran to her. "Are you alright? Did they shoot you?"

Sara shook her head. She was still in shock. The gun was still tightly wound in her fingers. "I…" She couldn't speak. She didn't know what she was doing.

"Sara, where did you get the gun?"

"Mine." Sara decided to stick to one-syllable words for the moment. They were easier for her.

"So, your new boyfriend has come to the rescue yet again." Mobley said, his accent growing heavy.

"Mobley. What a surprise. I never trusted you." Warrick spat out.

"Well, I guess we're even then. I never trusted you either. You're crooked." Mobley retorted.

Warrick tried his best not to laugh. "Me? Crooked? No way." He took a step toward Mobley, and drew his weapon. "I think that position is currently being filled by you."

Mobley stared at him, and pulled his own weapon out of the jumpsuit he was wearing. He turned to Sara, training the weapon on her. "Did you really think I was unarmed, Sara? Did you think I could do that? Come out here to kill everyone with my bare hands?"

Nick turned on his heel and stared Mobley in the eye. "What, you? You're the people person. I've never seen you get your hands dirty before. You would have hired someone else to do that." Reaching for his own weapon, he thought against it. It was currently still concealed, and he wanted to keep it that way. He knew how to get to it quickly if he needed to.

When evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you fell my love

"Listen, this could be really easy. I just need Sara. That was the whole point to this affair." Mobley grinned. "The mudslide was just a bonus. A nicely added one at that."

Sara stared at them, trying hard to focus on everything. Mobley kept talking, but blood was pounding so hard in her head that she couldn't hear a word he was saying. She tried to focus on Nick instead. For once, she felt safe, despite the situation. Nick was there. He would protect her.

"You can't have her." Nick stated. He stood in front of her. "You'll need to go through me first."

Mobley waved his weapon around. "That seems easy enough."

Warrick stepped into place next to Nick. "You'll need to go through me too."

Mobley rolled his eyes. "This is easier than I thought. Two birds with one stone."

Grissom and Catherine

I know you haven't made your mind up yet
And I would never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
There's not doubt in my mind where you belong

Catherine groaned. She had been for the past hour in her unconsciousness. Grissom held her in his arms, trying to keep her warm. The thunder was booming overhead, and the wind was stirring the dirt around. Closing his eyes, he held her face against his chest. He didn't want her getting hurt anymore than she already had.

"Catherine." He half-spoke, half-shouted.

"Mmph." Was her response. "Gil…"

"Catherine, it's okay. You're going to be okay." Grissom said, more for his benefit than for hers.

"Gil, what happened?"

"The helicopter that carried us… It exploded."

"Are you sure?" Catherine said.

"Yes." Grissom was tired of this futile communication with her. "Are you okay?"

"My head hurts. I…" She raised an arm to her head. "I need to stay awake. Stay with me Grissom. Please."

Tightening his hold on her, he sighed. "I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. You can count on me."

Sara, Nick and Warrick

I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love

Sara sighed. Her vision was blurry. She wasn't sure anymore who was talking. She could see Nick and Warrick in front of her. At least, she thought it was them. It didn't make sense to her that Mobley would be there, saving her.

Sara licked her lips and tried hard to focus.

"Listen, Nick. We've tried every other avenue. Obviously, the only way for me to get Sara to Hank is to kill you. There isn't really any room for negotiation."

"Sara is going to Hank over my dead body."

"That can be done." Mobley aimed his weapon at Nick once more. "What kind of idiot do you take me for? I knew that you would come back for her. Just like I knew you would protect her, or die trying. My plan was flawless."

Warrick glared at Mobley. "Only one problem."

"What's that?"

"You didn't count on me being here. If you get one shot off at Nick, I'll make sure you drop like a ton of bricks."

Mobley shook his head. He squeezed the trigger, almost to the point of release. "I hated for this to end this way."

Nick dropped to his feet and cover Sara. Warrick dove out of the way.

Once more a shot fired through the air, seeking it's destination.

There was the sickening sound of it tearing through flesh. It was a sound they never soon would forget. Then there was the thump, coming from a body hitting the ground.

Nick had been holding his breath. He was waiting for the impact. The feel of the bullet tearing through his skin. But it never came.

He saw Warrick lying on the ground near them. "Sara? Are you okay?"

Sara turned her glassy eyes away from Mobley to stare into Nick's face. She merely nodded, tears brimming.

Nick shuffled over to Warrick, still keeping his back to Mobley. He didn't want to look at the man in the eye.

Warrick turned himself over and stared at Nick. "Nick, you okay?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Fine…."

They both turned. "Mobley?" There Mobley lay, his eyes staring at them. His face contorted in a mixture of fear, and loneliness. It was hard to tell if he was still breathing.

"Warrick, did you fire your weapon?"

Warrick merely responded by shaking his head.

They both turned again. They looked at Sara.

"Sara?"

She took a ragged breath. "I did it. I killed the bastard…" With that, she closed her eyes, and passed out. She welcomed the darkness that would finally take away the pain.

The storms are raging on a rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothin' like me yet

Nick leaped to his feet. "Sara! Sara!" Nick reached for her wrist and grasped at her neck .He needed to find a pulse. There is was, beneath his fingertips. Strong as usual.

Nick pulled her against him. "Oh God, Sara. I love you." He wrapped his arms around her and held her. He let the tears fall that had been building up inside of him since he had heard the shot earlier. Something inside of him broke, like a dam. He cried harder than he had in a long while. He just kept thinking about how he almost lost her, and then he started crying again.

Warrick stood to the side of them. He didn't want to interrupt. They needed to keep moving. They needed to get out of here.

"Nick. I hate to interrupt, but… We need to get to the top of that ridge. Grissom and Catherine. They're injured. We need to get in touch with Brass."

"How, Warrick? Smoke signal?"

Warrick walked over to Mobley's body. He was still breathing, but barely. He reached for the cellular phone that now lay next to him. "Nope, by phone."

Nick breathed a sigh of relief. They would be going home sooner than he thought.

Warrick flipped the phone open. There was very little service, but just enough to get a call out.

"Brass."

"Jim, it's Warrick."

"Warrick! What happened? I've been trying to reach you. You need to watch out for Mobley. It's him."

"I know."

"How did you figure that out?"

"I'm using his cell phone, aren't I? He came after them again." He looked over at Nick, who continued to hold Sara, rocking her back and forth. "We took care of the problem."

"I'm tracing the call. We'll get you out of there."

"Nick, Sara, Grissom and Catherine all need medical attention. Sara's the worst off. I'll explain later." Warrick waited for the trace to be done, and he snapped the phone closed. "We're going home."

"Home." Nick repeated. He couldn't wait.

There and nothin' that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
Make you happy make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love

A/N: Okay, so I tossed in a bit of G/C. They had been missing a bit. Hope you guys liked the end of the cliffhanger.

I'm thinking 1 or 2 more chapters left in this little tale. I can't believe it's almost done!

As usual, please R&R!

Song: Make You Feel My Love by Garth Brooks CD: Hope Floats Soundtrack