Only time could tell | By : Nepeace Category: CSI > General Views: 4334 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I was standing in the kitchen preparing something to eat when I heard Lindsey scream. I ran into the living room and there was a man standing over Lindsey’s lifeless body. I screamed aust ust prayed that this wasn’t the same guy that almost killed Sara. He was pointing a gun at Lindsey and forced me to pick her up.
“Pick her up and start walking towards the door, if you don’t then I’m forced to shoot her.” He said in a cold harsh voice. “Do it now!”
What else could I do, than do what he said? I quickly felt Lindsey’s pulse and I was relieved when I found it pounding fast right under her skin. She would have a mayor headache, but at least she was alive. I picked her up and he directed me to the front door. I opened the door and he asked me if I saw anything suspicious.
“No, I don’t see anyone on the street.”
“Then you walk to the car in front of your house, the black SUV and you get in. I’ll be right behind you with the gun. Don’t make me use it cause you know that I will.” He laughed evilly when he noticed the fear in my eyes. I could only wish that Lindsey would stay unconscious until I could hand her over to Catherine.
We drove off and I was sitting in the backseat, with Lindsey on my lap. When all of the sudden I remembered my cell phone.
The idea freaked me out but I had to try, for Lindsey’s sake, and for Catherine’s. I moved my hand towards my pocket and slowly pulled out the phone while I covered my actions with Lindsey’s body. He couldn’t see what I was doing. I thought for a minute, and I choose Grissom’s number. Catherine gave it to me for emergencies when I wasn’t able to reach her, Grissom would most likely know where she was.
Grissom’s POV
I picked up the phone, unknown number. “Damn, this better be good I don’t have the time to get phone calls now.” He grumbled, he was mad. Mad that he let that guy escape. He should have killed him when he had the chance. And now he had Lindsey and Jenn.
“Why are you doing this to us, instead of making a fast get awhen hen you escape, you go hunting down some more innocent people?” …
“Shut up Bitch!” …
I stopped breathing that was Jenn, Catherine’s sister. She managed to call him. I covered the phone and connected it to a recording device. And started recording the call.
“Your driving down to lake Mead, I can’t believe it, you could have been miles away and your driving down to lake Mead with hostages.” …
“I thought I told you to shut up, what is so hard to understand about that?” …
I smiled, that could only be Catherine’s sister no doubt about it. She was just like her sister.
At that moment Warrick opened the door holding Catherine in his arm, she was crying. Sara followed close behind them, walking with her crutches. She looked so vulnerable when she entered the room and sat down on one of the chairs.
“Go to the break room now, I will be there soon.”
Warrick turned around and he stepped out of the door. S car carrying Catherine, he would probably be glad when he could lay her down on the couch.
Sara was struggling to get up from the chair and I gave her a hand. “I have to go to the trace labs, I’ll be right back.” She nodded silently and headed towards the break room.
Sara’s POV
I was glad when I could sit down on the couch. Catherine rested her head on my lap, she was still sobbing and I could feel her pain. I just wish that everything would be alright. My vision became blurry, I knew that there was nothing that I could do to comfort her, nothing more then just wish.
Grissom and Nick entered the break room, Greg slowly followed them.
Grissom sat down in front of Catherine and me, he grabbed Catherine’s hand, and started to explain slowly what had happened.
“Catherine, I just got a phone call from your sister. My phone is down at trace, your sister managed to contact me without that ‘that’ bastard knows it. She gave me some clues, about where they are heading. I told Ecklie and he’s after them. They are doing everything that they can. There is a team of snipers available in case we need them. Jenn is alive, she doesn’t seem to be hurt. She gave us some clues about Lindsey being unconscious, I just heard that when I was at trace.”
Catherine started crying again, Grissom gently caressed her cheek. Catherine listen to me; “It’s maybe be tha that Lindsey is unconscious, at least she won’t know what happened. We are doing everything in our power to save them.”
Lindsey’s POV
I woke up my head was pounding, never in my life had I ever had such a painful headache. But then the truth kicked in, this wasn’t just a headache, something or someone hit me in the back of my heahe lhe last thing I heard was my aunt Jenn screaming my name, but I couldn’t answer. The world around me went black and the sounds and pain faded away in the distance.
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