Disclaimer: I don't own any of these but I want to.
Rating: PG-13
Author:sara_4_cath (it's not my real name but anyway)
(Note=this is my first fic please R&R)
Sara's POV.
It was a dark and stormy night. I had just finished work and was dropping Cath home. I stopped the car outside her apartment complex. She climbed out and ran up the outside stairs of the building. I waited until she was on the top platform, punching in her security code. I pulled out of the parking lot. As I looked back I saw this figure, tall, dark, out of the corner of my eye. He was walking up the stairs. When he was about halfway up he reached into his coat and pulled out something shiny. I knew instantly that it was a hunting knife. Cath was fumbling for her keys. The light over the door had gone out. The figure was getting closer. I tried calling her cell but the signal was really bad because of the weather. I parked the car and climbed out, yelling to her "Cath-behind you!!!", but she couldn't hear me. The figure was only three to four feet away from her. He raised his knife and drew it down, striking it across her neck. Cath fell to the ground in a heap. I ran up the stairs, slipping as I went as the stairs were wet. The figure opened the door and walked inside. By the time I got to the top the figure was gone and so was Cath. Her life had been taken and I couldn't do anything about it. The door wasn't locked. I walked inside but which had the figure gone into was a mystery. I walked back outside to Cath and tried to call Gil, but it was no good. The look on her face was one of terror. She looked scared. I walked back inside and found a payphone on the wall inside and called Gil and told him to come to Cath's apartment as someone had killed her. I hung up the phone and walked back outside to sit with Cath's empty body, that was what she would have wanted. About five minutes later Grissom came. He did a once over at the scene but there was no evidence of anyone having been at the scene as the rain had washed it away. All I could do was go home and sleep.
Her spirit still lives on but her life does not.
~FIN~
(Note=this is my first fic please R&R)
Sara's POV.
It was a dark and stormy night. I had just finished work and was dropping Cath home. I stopped the car outside her apartment complex. She climbed out and ran up the outside stairs of the building. I waited until she was on the top platform, punching in her security code. I pulled out of the parking lot. As I looked back I saw this figure, tall, dark, out of the corner of my eye. He was walking up the stairs. When he was about halfway up he reached into his coat and pulled out something shiny. I knew instantly that it was a hunting knife. Cath was fumbling for her keys. The light over the door had gone out. The figure was getting closer. I tried calling her cell but the signal was really bad because of the weather. I parked the car and climbed out, yelling to her "Cath-behind you!!!", but she couldn't hear me. The figure was only three to four feet away from her. He raised his knife and drew it down, striking it across her neck. Cath fell to the ground in a heap. I ran up the stairs, slipping as I went as the stairs were wet. The figure opened the door and walked inside. By the time I got to the top the figure was gone and so was Cath. Her life had been taken and I couldn't do anything about it. The door wasn't locked. I walked inside but which had the figure gone into was a mystery. I walked back outside to Cath and tried to call Gil, but it was no good. The look on her face was one of terror. She looked scared. I walked back inside and found a payphone on the wall inside and called Gil and told him to come to Cath's apartment as someone had killed her. I hung up the phone and walked back outside to sit with Cath's empty body, that was what she would have wanted. About five minutes later Grissom came. He did a once over at the scene but there was no evidence of anyone having been at the scene as the rain had washed it away. All I could do was go home and sleep.
Her spirit still lives on but her life does not.
~FIN~