The Age of Innocence
Chapter 1
Emmy moaned as she smacked her head against the wall behind her. "God help me," she begged as she struggled against the handcuffs that held her hands above her head. She was literally sobbing in pain and fear when the left cuff popped open, causing Emmy's eyes to dilate and her mouth widen. She slowly brought her hands down to admire their state below her chest. Emmy gasped as a wayward branch hit the small window in the basement and a wide smile soon spread across her face.
She faced the girls hanging in front her and blew a kiss at them before jumping and running to the window to climb through it. She pulled herself up off the ground and through the window, amazed that she still had the strength to haul her body weight off the ground.
Emmy crawled through the dirt until she had pulled her entire body through the small window, careful not to make a sound. She immediately started running to the nearest police station, without quite knowing where she was. Emmy sprinted through what looked like a normal neighborhood trying to notice her surroundings like her step-father had taught her, until she saw the bright lights of her home town. Seeing the Las Vegas strip lit up after thinking she was never going to see it again gave her the energy she needed to keep running until she could see what she recognized as a crime scene van in front of a large building. Emmy saw a young blonde man getting out of it and instantly sped up toward him and started screaming to get his attention.
"HEY! HEY! HELP! HELP ME! PLEASE, HELP ME!" She yelled as came closer and closer to the building. The young man turned around at the small girl's pleas, and ran up to her as she came into his view. When he finally reached her, he could see her many abrasions on her head and arms. Her clothes were ripped almost to shreds, her hair was a ragged mess, and her face looked like it had been the target of batting practice for the Mets.
"Miss, Miss, calm down. Come on, calm down. What's wrong?" The blonde asked the girl he was holding out in front oh him.
"Help… Please… Kidnapped… Murderers… PLEASE HELP!" The young girl collapsed into her savior's chest, sobbing uncontrollably while trying to catch her breath, dragging him down with her.
"Miss, come on, calm down. It's ok, you're going to be ok. It's alright. Come on, calm down. Shh, it's alright now. You're ok." He said stroking her bloodstained hair trying to soothe the crying girl who seemed vaguely familiar to him. "Sweetheart, can you tell me your name?" He asked gently. Emmy nodded.
"Emmy… Emmeline… Alex-Alexander," she said before passing out in his arms. The young man's eyes widened at the name. Emmy Alexander. He and his team had been searching for her and six other girls for almost seven weeks. He looked around the parking lot for anyone who might be able to help him with the teenaged girl in his arms. He spotted a car he recognized pulling into a parking space.
"SARA!" He yelled as a young woman got out of the car. The woman looked around for the source of the voice that had called her name. "SARA!" he called again. "OVER HERE!" Sara looked over at the young blonde man and ran in his direction and stopped at his feet.
"Greg, what's wrong? Who's this?" She asked bending down to the two people on the pavement below her.
"You'll never believe it, Emmy Alexander." Sara's eyes widened.
"I'll get Grissom," she said. Greg nodded as she ran into the building to get her supervisor.
"It's ok Emmy, it's alright," Greg kept reassuring the girl and smoothing her hair even though he knew that she couldn't hear him. "It's gonna be ok now."