(A/N: Thank you all for the wonderful reviews and thank you Ravyn for the idea. I hope you all enjoy this chapter!)

Chapter: 4 Las Vegas, Nevada

Sara rolled her had around, trying to get all the soreness out. She sighed and looked back at the table in one of the layout rooms. On it were the pictures from the crime scene, pictures of Rachel Louis, and files of other kidnappings of young women with the same MO.

"Sara, you still working?" Catherine Willows, former swing shift supervisor asked.

Sara looked up, her eyes taking a second to focus before answering, "Yep." She looked back down at all the files. There were seven of them. Seven files of young women who went missing in the passed year and a half, with the only clue that they didn't leave willingly was that their houses were ransacked.

"Shift ended two hours ago, you know?" Catherine said, leaning against the layout table, looking at the files.

"Yeah I know. It's just that seven women have gone missing in a short amount of time and no one connected any of it!" She said irritably.

"Who worked the cases?" Catherine asked; taking the top file and looking threw it.

"Just guess." Sara said, opening her water bottle and taking a long sip.

"Dayshift." They said together. Sara gave her coworker a smile, they hadn't gotten along since they got in and argument about a year ago.

"So you're working all of these by yourself?" Catherine asked after a few moments of looking threw another file.

"Yep, all seven of them." She said, sounding exhausted.

"Well, I just finished my case if you needed any help." Catherine said, giving Sara a small smile.

"Thanks," Sara said, giving a heavy sigh, "I just don't know where to start. I can't believe dayshift never noticed this!"

"Never noticed what?" Conrad Ecklie said from the hallway, his head poking into the room.

Sara tried not to groan aloud. She hated Ecklie and she didn't want him messing around with her evidence.

"Something dayshift missed working on a case." Catherine replied not looked up from the folder in front of her.

"Are you guys taking dayshifts cases again? Isn't nightshift backed up? If Gil put you guys on one of another shifts case-" Ecklie started, as he stalked into the room, looking at the files.

"No, this is not dayshifts case. It connects to a case that dayshift worked a while back." Catherine said in her all too cool demeanor.

Ecklie fell silent, as Sara stared in wonder. She really didn't know that he could do that. After a moment, he seemed to find himself again.

"What did dayshift miss?" He asked, grabbing a file off the layout table.

"The fact that seven women were kidnapped in a short time period, all with the same MO." Sara said. She watched as Ecklie looked interested and for a few minutes looked through all the files.

"There was no report filed on these connections?" Ecklie asked, looking up from the files.

"No report was ever filed." Sara said in a grim voice.

Catherine took a seat next to Sara and gave a heavy sigh. "And none of the bodies were ever found. Seems quite strange…I mean the earliest victim was taken about a year and a half ago and we haven't found the body? Either the body was hidden well or…"

"They're all still alive." Sara finished.

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Sara balanced copies of the seven case files on one had while she held her purse and tried fishing out her house keys with the other. She had worked another hour with Catherine before Grissom came into the layout room and reminded both of them that they were over hours on overtime. Sara had no choice but to leave.

She climbed the stairs to her apartment hoping to look at the files once more before catching a few hours of sleep. Sara climbed the final only to hear yelling from where the crime scene was. She changed her destination and walked down the small outdoor hallway to where she saw a woman with shoulder length blonde hair arguing with the police man who was assigned to guard the scene.

Sara approached to hear the woman yelling.

"I need to talk with someone who's in charge with this investigation! Just tell me where I can find them!"

"Ma'am, I'm gonna need for you to step away from the crime scene."

"I have information! You're just going to turn me away like that! What about this poor girl who's missing!"

"Excuse me." Sara said as she reached the room. She turned to the officer and asked, "What's going on here?"

"This woman claims to have information, Miss Sidle." He said, not looking all too interested.

Sara turned to the woman with wide eyes. "Hello, I'm Crime Scene Investigator, Sara Sidle. I'm working this case."

Sara held her hand out and the woman took it.

"Allison DuBois, I work with the district attorney in Phoenix."

Sara let go of Allison's hand and moved to steady the case files. The bottom case file slipped under her fingers and fell to the floor with pages and photos scattered all over the place. Sara murmured a curse as both women bent down to recover the papers.

"Sorry." Sara said as she set the other case files aside to gather all the papers together. "Did you say Phoenix? Isn't this a bit out of your jurisdiction?"

Allison gave a small laugh, "Yeah, but I-" She stopped in the middle of the sentence. Sara looked up to see her looking at a picture. Sara eyebrow went up as she saw what picture it was.

The picture was of a young woman, Elizabeth Luther, a 22 year old stripper who was the first to go missing. She had blonde hair that went to the middle of her back and forget-me-not blue eyes.

Sara gently took the photo away from Allison. She watched as the woman blinked a few times, and then refocus.

"I'm sorry…Is this Liz?" She asked, handing the other papers she had collected back to Sara.

"Elizabeth. How did you know her name?" Sara asked, finding the situation getting stranger and stranger.

"I work with Miguel Devalos, the district attorney." Allison said as they both stood up.

Sara blinked, didn't they already clear up the fact that she worked with the district attorney?

"I'm their medium."

"I'm sorry…you do, what?" Sara said, trying to understand what this woman was saying.

"I have this kind of gift…I can see and, well talk to the dead." She said with a smile that did not go with what she had just told her.

Sara let out a sigh. Damn and I thought that she'd be able to help me with the case.

"I'm sorry, Ms. DuBois, I don't have enough time for this…" She said waving her free hand in the air as she tried to find the right word, "…this." Sara turned away and started to walk back to her apartment.

"Miss Sidle, I know it sounds crazy but I have information that may help about Rachel and Liz, please just listen to me!" Allison said as she followed her.

Sara turned around sharply and gave the woman a hard stare. "Look, this is an official investigation. I don't have enough time to have to deal with this." Sara quickly turned away and started to walk away when she heard Allison say something.

"Elizabeth is dead."

The coldness in Allison's voice made Sara turn around.

"She died either yesterday or the day before. I saw it happen in a vision."

Sara sighed and turned around and up another staircase.

This case is strange enough. She didn't need a woman with mental problems screwing it up.

(A/N: Thanks for reading and please leave me a reivew, you'd make my week. I'll try and put up another chapter soon! And for any of you who love CSI and are obsessed with Sara/Grissom romance, OMG, I read in TV guide the other day that Lady Heather is coming back! (high pitched violin music plays making someone scream) Yeah I know! I really needed to get that off my chest... wow I feel like I can breath again. Alright please leave me a review telling me if you have any ideas with this story...and letting me know how I am doing! Thanks!)