Disclaimer: I do not, by any means, own Cold Case or any of its characters.
Chapter 1 Kiss Her Goodbye
Scotty entered the breakroom looking for Lily, who had gone to get some coffee, and was met by a sight he did not expect. Lily was asleep in the couch, strands of hair covering her face. She looked exhausted, dark rings appeared beneath her ayes and she looked paler and thinner than usual. They had been working on an extremely difficult case, an eleven-year old girl beaten to death in an alley, not far from her house. A few days ago they had received proof that the murderer was someone close to the girl and that he might do it again, later they had found out that it had been her teacher. The had prevented the second murder from happening just in time. It had been a horrible case, the way the girl looked after he had finished with her was not a pretty sight and Lily had been affected by it in a way Scotty couldn't fully understand. The only thing he knew was that he had never seen her so determinate to find the killer. Subsequently, she had burned out.
As Scotty made towards her to wake her up, he caught sight of her lips. They were parted and glossy, the rosy pink contrasted brilliantly with her white, pale skin. Scotty felt mesmerized, he had never felt such an urge to kiss someone. He'd had feelings for Lily for a while now, ever since Christina. He had realized something while dating her, she was pretty, she was nice, she liked him and she was a Rush, but she wasn't Lily and he wasn't willing to settle for anything else. Yet, he wasn't willing to admit it to her. He feared that if she rejected him or if something went wrong, he would lose her forever.
"Lil, wake up. C'mon, Lily, you're exhausted. You need to go home." Scotty shook her gently, speaking her name softly. He knew Lily was a light sleeper and she was awake in no time.
"Scotty…" She said groggily, squinting her eyes. "Did I fall asleep?"
"Yes, you did. You look really tired, Lil, you should go home." Scotty saw her mouth opening to complain. They were still there because Lily had insisted on finishing the paperwork that night, even if she had to do it herself. Scotty had stayed with her because he was concerned about her, she was overworked and he had never seen her so close to an emotional breakdown. So he cut her off before she could say anything.
"No, Lily. We'll finish the paperwork tomorrow, tonight you need to get some sleep." He would've suggested her taking a day off from work too, but he knew she would probably bite his head off. Usually, being her usual stubborn self, Lily would refuse to go but that night she felt drained. So, instead of fighting, she just let Scotty lead her towards the exit, only pausing to get their coats and scarves.
Outside, it was really cold, Scotty could see that Lily was shivering and he instinctively pulled her towards him. She scowled but she didn't fight him. That was until he offered to drive her home.
"No, thanks. Besides, it's out of your way."
"I don't care, Lily. It's late, it's not safe for you to go wandering the streets on your own." Scotty knew, as the words left his mouth that they were the wrong ones and he only managed to get her mad.
"I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself, Scotty. I don't know if you've noticed but I have a gun with me and I can kick the arse of half the men in Philly. I don't need you watching over me!" She said this words in a cold fashion, never being one to yell. She tried to storm away but Scotty grabbed her by the hand, pulling him towards her. He was getting angry, why the hell did she have to behave like that whenever someone was trying to help her?
"Please Lil, let me drive you." At the begging he thought he was going to yell at her for being so stubborn, but what came out was totally different, his voice soft, almost as if he were pleading. He knew that on any other situation Lil was completely capable of looking after herself, but she was tired and unfocused and Scotty needed to know that she had gotten home safe. He took her other hand in his own. "Please, Lil."
"I'll be fine Scotty. I'll see you tomorrow." Lily spoke softly, as anger subsided. Her mind told her to leave, yet she didn't move nor Scotty let go of her. She looked into her partner's eyes, trying hard to decipher the emotions shown in them. She could see concern and frustration, but she could also see something else, something she could not quite place. Scotty really wanted to kiss her that instant, he really wanted to and if he had done it, he was sure she would have kissed him back. However, he hesitated on second too many and the next thing he knew she had pulled away. All he managed was an awkward wave.
During the next few moments Scotty felt like everything was moving in slow motion. He was watching her leave, when he saw someone creeping behind her. He was about warn her when a hand clamped over his mouth and he felt something that felt very much like a gun digging on his backside. That moment, the other man made to grab Lily. She had been right earlier, she really could defend herself. The moment she felt her attacker, she turned around and hit him a few times and Lilly was already going for her gun, when her attacker told her something that made her freeze on her tracks and look up. Scotty realized that that son of a bitch must've threatened to kill him if she didn't remain still.
Lily felt helpless as the man lying in front of her rose to his feet and walked behind her. First he took her gun, which he threw a couple of feet away from them. She noticed he was wearing gloves, smart guy. He then took her hands and bound them behind her back. He pushed her towards a black van parked next to where they were standing. Lily wondered how she could've not noticed it earlier.
Scotty was standing shaking with fear and helplessness as he saw them push Lily into a van. Then, the man standing behind him moved. He hit him in the head with the back of his gun. Scotty fell, his head colliding with the hard, cold floor. He felt a foot connect brutally with his stomach a few times. He was screaming, but he wasn't aware of it, he didn't notice his pain. He was too concerned with Lily who he could see, was watching from the distance and was trying to fight off her captors as now, trying to get to him. He saw one of them put a cloth over her mouth and her body go limp, just as the attack upon him ceased.
He felt someone crouch besides him and a threatening voice in his ear. "Don't make us hurt her." Then the man left along with the van and Lily.
Scotty felt himself losing consciousness and panic grip him. He had to get Lily back! What if they hurt her? What if he never saw her again? There were a million "what if's" running through his mind, but his last thought before he blacked out was how much he wished he had kissed her before, how much he wished he had kissed her goodbye.
A/N: Well, there's the first chapter. Please tell me if you think I should go on.