Disclaimer: I don't own any CSI characters, but the idea for the story and the original characters are all mine.
Don looked out the window over his kitchen sink. He was still half asleep. He hadn't gotten home until four that morning from working all through the night on a case. He rubbed his eyes then looked back out across the alley. He could see right into the window of an apartment in the building next to his. There was a girl that lived there; he had noticed her before. This morning she was sipping her coffee and staring down into the alley. Don looked down to see that she was watching a cat rummaging through trash. When he looked back up, their eyes met and she smiled. He looked away, slightly embarrassed. Don kept his eye on her as he watched her turn her back to the window, then he saw a man come into the apartment and struggle with her. She was kicking and flailing her arms but the man's strength was too much and he pulled her out of the apartment.
Don grabbed his cell phone as he watched the man taking the young woman. He talked to operator as he also ran to pull on some shoes and head out of his apartment. He ran to the stairs and then down to the bottom floor to try and cut them off. As he ran he described the woman and the man to the operator.
"I'm in pursuit now. I need backup; they're heading east on 99th," he continued as he ran. As he came onto the sidewalk he looked through the crowd of people and didn't see them anywhere. He told the operator they were gone and to send backup to the apartment. He headed into the woman's building and up to her apartment on the third floor. The door was open a few inches and he pushed it open with the front of his tennis shoe. He looked around and could see there was a struggle and his inclination that she had been kidnapped was proven.
"Detective?" a uniformed officer caught his attention from the doorway. Don turned and saw him with another officer.
"I live across the alley and I saw this girl get abducted. We need to get forensics in here and see what we can find."
About fifteen minutes later Don walked into the apartment again, now in a suit and tie. He walked past Danny getting finger prints off the door and walked toward Mac in the kitchen.
"So, how's it goin' in here?" Don inquired.
"Well, Danny found a couple prints on the door. Nothing too substantial yet. The uniforms said you saw the whole thing?"
"Yeah, the window in my kitchen looks right over here to her window. I was at the sink and looked up and saw some guy come in and grab her."
"Did she seem at all like she knew the guy?"
"No, she looked scared from what I could see. When I realized what was really happening I called it in and tried to get over there but by the time I got down to the street and I didn't seem them anywhere. I'm gonna meet with the sketch artist but I didn't get a very good look at the guy, I mean there's a good thirty or forty feet between these buildings. Has Lindsay found anything that will tell us anything about this girl; anything that will help us find her?"
"Well, her name is Andrea Lewis, she's owns a photography studio in Chelsea. From the looks of things she lives here alone and doesn't have a boyfriend," Lindsay interjected as she came into the room.
"Did we contact her family?"
"Her mom lives in Queens and is on her way to the precinct."
"Alright, I'm gonna head down there and talk to the mom and get with the sketch artist. Call me with updates."
After Don talked with the sketch artist he met Andrea's mother in an interrogation room. He set a cup of coffee in front of her then explained a little further what they had discovered about her daughter's abduction.
"Where's Andrea's father?"
"God, I don't know. We got divorced when she was only two; I never wanted him to be in contact with her. He was an avid gambler. I even changed her last name back to my maiden name, so he couldn't even claim her as his."
"Have they been in contact at all over the years?"
She sighed. "When Andi graduated from high school, her father showed up at her graduation. She had been saving up for over a year to take a long trip to Europe, and when she told her father about it he told her his mother had died and that he had come into some money. I was beyond surprised that he hadn't gambled it away yet. He told Andi he would pay for the trip, and if she decided to go to college when she came back he would help pay for that as well. I tried over and over to convince Andi not to accept the money, or even take her father seriously but she did. Then when she came back from Europe she tried to contact her father to get him to pay for her tuition, and like I predicted, he didn't have the money anymore. Andi was forced to pay for her tuition herself by working full time and going to school."
"After all that did she stay in contact with him?"
"No, unfortunately Andi had learned the same hard lesson I had and she decided to break all contact with him, just short of getting a restraining order."
Don paused. "Can you think of anyone who might have some kind of problem with your daughter?"
"No, Andi gets along with everyone. We talk a lot and I know that she would tell me if there was someone out there that had it out for her."
His phone rang from his belt. "Flack," he answered. "Are you tracing the call?" he asked. "Alright, keep me posted." He ended the call. "Mrs. Lewis, Andrea's assistant, Chelsea, tried to call Andrea's cell phone not knowing she had been abducted and apparently the call was answered and she could hear some men talking about abducting Andrea."
"So, that means you'll be able to find her."
"Well, we're gonna do our best. I'll have a uniform drive you home."