Don't own, this fic would not leave me alone, so I decided to write it down. the Italics are the perps POV, so it is a little disoriented, he is crazy. RRSVP a le fin. I have decided to put this up now, both in honor of Leap day, the day that only appears every four years, and the 106th day since Sara/Jorja left CSI, she shall hopefully return soon
"Sara Ann Sidle, We have told you repeatedly, we do not want you to see that boy" Lauren screamed at her daughter.
"Mom, why don't you like him, you don't even know him" Sara screamed back.
"He is eighteen, you're only fifteen" Dan Sidle joined in.
"So, three years, such an age gape, you would of even noticed if we had met in five years, why now?"
"He goes to collage, you are a junior in high school, there is a huge difference" Laura said, trying to calm the 'conversation' down.
"You're mothers right," Dan started. "Go to you're room, now" he added when she didn't move a muscle, she turned and stormed up the stairs, followed by her door slamming shut, and finished with the lock click shut.
"What are we going to do with her?" Laura asked her husband.
"I don't know" Dan replied as they sat down and turned the news on.
'And unfortunately, the World Killer has struck again. For those who have yet to hear about this killer, he has been moving around the world, and kidnapping women from different countries. This is his twelfth attack, and has slowly been getting closer to the US.
'His first victim was Amaya Sang from Japan, a thirty-five year old teacher. The next was from Russia, Irina Yankosliv a thirty-three year old farmer's wife. After that came Chinas thirty-four year old stay-at-home mom, Feng Sum. India came next with Alpana Barka a thirty-one year old market stand owner. After her was twenty-eight year old Pahana Derkat, an unemployed woman from Saudi Arabia. Nakia Solpun a thirty-year-old doctor was taken from Egypt, and shortly after Artemis Atherni a twenty-seven year old pre-school director from Greece was taken. She was followed by Bibiana Linguin a twenty-five year old waitress from Italy. Twenty-three year old, Crescentia Ugolsot, a German factory worker followed her. The rest, Chantal Lunette a French twenty-four year old, Isabelle Gargen a twenty-year-old from Spain, and Alice Harpen a nineteen-year-old from England were all students in college. All women are taken of the streets; he takes whatever was in their hands, places it on the ground, and leaves a map of the world on it, with the countries he has already hit crossed of
'Many people are starting to worry, where is he going next? Many people fear that his next target will be the States. Husbands won't let their wives leave the house alone, and fathers are getting more worried about the ages of the women he has taken already. With the age slowly going down, and the only similarities in all the victims is their gender, we have no idea what age and ethnic group he is going to target next. It could be anyone anywh…' Dan clicked it off with the remote.
"Who would do that?" he asked to no one. He had been following it since they realized that it was a world wide serial. He just sat there with his wife until they heard a crash from outside. Laura rushed upstairs to Saras' room, while Dan ran outside to see what, or who, had caused the noise.
When Laura finally managed to get the door open, she found the room empty, and the window open. She looked out the window and saw Dan standing on the ground, inspecting the now broken tree branch that had previously been about two feet under the window.
"I'm going to kill that girl," Dan said from under her. He turned around, and Laura rushed down the stairs, they climbed into the car and started to search the streets for their condemned teenager.
Sara Sidle watched as her parents' car drove past, and she crawled out from under the bush when they were out of site. After she brushed herself off, she started to walk in the opposite direction her parents had vanished to. She had made plans to meet her friends, and every intention of going. It wasn't long before she was walking through the entrance of the park she always met her friends. She walked past the currently deserted playground, and toward the trees that bordered the park on one side. She could see that everyone was already there.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late," she said as she walked up to them.
"No problem, we just got here anyway" Nick Stokes replied.
"Ya, but you normally are the first one here, so what happened?" Warrick Brown asked.
"My parents sent me to my room, they don't want me to see Gil anymore" she replied.
"And why don't they want you to see me anymore?" a voice asked from behind her, as she felt someone lift her off the ground.
"Hey baby, they think you're to old for me, being in college and everything" she replied as he put her back down.
"They do have a point" he said, the joke laced into his voice.
"Hey, you're not supposed to agree with them, plus its only a three years difference, and they are four years apart, I don't see why it should matter" she argued, with just a little less fun in her voice then in his.
"I know" he replied in mock defeat.
"So, now that that's done, what do you guys want to do?" Catherine Willows asked.
"Lets go see a movie" Greg Sanders eagerly replied. "We can go see that new movie, what's it called?"
"Voice Mail?" Nick suggested.
"Yeah, that one" Greg agreed.
"Fine by me, anyone have a problem?" Gil asked, and when no one spoke out he continued. "So, we're going to see Voice Mail, and its agreed, lets go."
They all started to walk back through the park, and down the road. The theater was about a mile away, but they had walked farther then that, they all preferred to walk then to driving, first of all, because only one of them had a car (Gils' bug), and only two others could (legally) drive.
He could see her, his next target, she was perfect, sure a little younger then the others, but that was the joy of it, the surprise the world would get when they saw how young he would go. He felt an instant connection with her the moment he lay his eyes on her. He felt like the last twelve had been practice. He had always been able to read people with a little as one glance, and he could see the strength that lay inside of her, the fiery passion that burnt in her heart. He was as sure as he could be as he pulled out the map, and finally added the United States to the countries with big black X's through them.
"How much money does everybody have?" Warrick asked.
"I got paid yesterday, I have thirty dollars of spending cash" Gil replied.
"I have seventeen from mowing lawns on my block" Nick added.
"My parents gave me a twenty to get out of the house," Greg said.
"Funny, my parents did the same with a ten" Warrick commented.
"I left my money in the house when I snuk out, sorry" Sara put in.
"I have twenty-three dollars, babysitting money" Catherine finished.
"So we have $100 all together," Sara quickly added up in her head. It was another thing they always did, pool their money together so they could do more stuff.
"So, we can all get tickets, and our own food" Greg added.
"Yup, lets go inside" Catherine said, and the rest just noticed that they had arrived at the theater about two minutes ago.
"That was a good movie," Greg said as they walked out into the dim outside light.
"Yeah, freaky at some points, but still good" Catherine agreed.
"Hey guys, I better call my folks, see you" Warrick said as he pulled his phone out of his pocket.
"I'll tag along with you" Catherine commented as they walked off.
"What about you guys?" Grissom asked the last three, since he was the oldest, he would always make sure the others made it home safe.
"My moms here to pick me and Greggo here up, don't worry about us," Nick said, as his moms' car pulled up to the curb, him and Greg climbed inside, and she drove away.
She was alone, except for that boy, but he could take him out, he's taken out bigger guys. They started to walk, and he noticed how the boys' arm was around her waist and holder her close. He noticed how she leaned into his embrace, and let him lead the way. He noticed the comfortable silence that had enveloped them. He was jealous of the boy, none of the other victims had him so captivated, and yet, none of the other victims were so young, and pure, so untouched, he wanted her so bad, and this boy was in his way.
"I guess that leaves us to walk" Gil said as he turned to Sara. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her close.
"You won't here me complaining" she replied.
"I know you won't, but you are going to be in some huge sh…crap when you get home" he told her.
"I know, and that's a chance I'm taking, now isn't it?" she questioned.
"I guess so" he responded, and they fell into a comfortable silence as the sky got darker.
About half way back to her house Gil stopped.
"What's wrong?" Sara asked.
"Nothing, for a second I thought I heard somthing behind us" he replied, and they started to walk again.
They could see her house when he stopped again.
"Who's there?" he asked, only half expecting someone to answer, when a fist flew out of the darkness and hit him square in the jaw.
"Gil!" Sara screamed.
"As for you girl, you're coming with me" a deep voice said as a man stepped out from the shadows. Sara turned around and started to run toward her house. She could hear the mans heavy stops following her, and ran as fast as she could. Even though she was running her top speed, she could tell by his even breaths that he could run faster if her wanted, yet, he seemed to enjoy the chase.
She got to her house, but her parents hadn't returned from looking for her, and she had left her key in her room. She ran back down the driveway, and across the street. She ran back the way she came, towards Gil. She had to make sure he was fine. She lost him for a while, and could see Gil laying on the ground, he was starting to come back, and was groaning, when she felt a hand wrap itself around her ankle. She fell hard, and before she could react, the man had tied her up and placed her purse on the ground at the exact spot she had been standing before he had tripped her. She saw him put a folded piece of paper into it, and he started to walk towards her. He bent down next to her, and cupped her cheek with his hand; she tried to move away from the touch, but was paralyzed with terror.
"You're the final one, and you're perfect for it" he whispered into her ear before punching her harder then he had punched Gil. The last thing she remembered was Gil calling out her name, as she was thrown into a car and blanket of darkness wrapped around her.
He had her, he had followed them all this way from the theater, and she almost escaped. She had more fire in her spirit then he had first assumed, and that was a dangerous assumption. But, he had her, and the fear in her eyes will forever give him joy as long as he can draw up the memory. Her fear fed him power that none of the others could ever dream of giving him, it made him feel untouchable, invincible. She was his, but that yell, from the boy will never leave him either. That boy would of defended her to his last breath if he could of, and as he drove away, the boy tried, chasing after the car, until he put it in reverse and ran him down. Due to the crowd that had immediately formed around the boy, it was safe to say he was still alive, and that was bad, from the look in that boys eyes, he will stop at nothing until he gets the girl back, safe and sound.
Now seriously, how many of you did NOT see that coming, anyway, if the rest isnt all up by now, it should be up soon, RRSVP