I'm so sorry for taking so long updating…Staples comp-knapped my laptop. It completely died. It needed a new hard drive. Anyway, enough of my rambling, here's my new chapter. Promise to keep updating now.


He turned on the engine, "Don't worry Lindsay, I'm coming." And he drove off to the rescue of his Montana.

"Why do you want me here?" Lindsay asked, "Why this place?"

Rikki's hand was shaking. She was white and cold as marble. If Lindsay couldn't hear her breathing she could've sworn she was dead. Lindsay understood, however, that after Rikki's little boy Ruben died so a part of her also died. Rikki gave Lindsay a shaky breath, "Just keep driving. Don't stop here, they'll know." She said, "Danny will know." She barely whispered Danny's name. Lindsay grimaced and remembered how hard Ruben's case was for everyone—for Danny.

She has been driving for hours, or she thought. Lindsay kept her eyes on the road and her hands tightly on the steering wheel. She knew Rikki didn't want to hurt anyone, she just needed help. "Rikki, why do you want me? Why are you doing this?" Lindsay asked.

Rikki pressed her gun against Lindsay's temple tighter, "Stop asking questions. I know a warehouse close to this place." She giggled, almost crazily, "But, that wouldn't be too original, huh?" She pressed the barrel of the gun harder, Lindsay closed her right eye. "Let's try somewhere else, shall we? Let's make this crime interesting for your team."

Lindsay sighed; maybe this won't be as easy to get out of as I thought.

"Turn right, and park over there. I need to make a call," Rikki pointed at a gas station, "And don't get cute. I know you cops." She warned Lindsay.

Lindsay's thoughts were a million a second. She kept thinking of different ways to give signals to people around her, to get away from Rikki as fast as she could. She looked down and touched her stomach. She doesn't know about you little baby, don't worry we'll get out of here, Lindsay thought and a little tear escaped her redden eyes.


Danny arrived at the boulevard; Mac, Stella and the SWAT team hot on his heels. He got out of his car, grabbed his gun and ran to the house. He was on full-hero-mode, he forgot about his bulletproof jacket. He slapped himself mentally, but remained focused.

He kept yelling her name, "Lindsay?" he knocked the door, "Rikki, please don't do this!" he kicked the door, "Lindsay!" he yelled again.

Mac, Stella and the SWAT team came in and Mac took Danny's arm. "Clear" was heard from every room of the house. Danny shook his head, "She's not here" he said in a whisper. Mac frowned and Stella sighed. Mac's phone rang which made the three of them jump. Danny started blankly at Mac.

"Taylor" he said and sighed, "We figured, Adam. We're at the location, but Lindsay's not here. Try tracking her again. We're ready to put the alert." Mac hanged up and motioned a NYPD officer to come his way.

"Yes, detective?" officer Nelson asked.

"I need an Amber alert; I want every New Yorker to know that one of my detectives is missing. I want them to find her. Every single piece of evidence counts." Mac ordered, the officer nodded and opened his phone. They will find her sooner than later.


Lindsay looked out the window as Rikki seemed to argue with the person who she was talking to. She began inspecting every object that was inside her car. Her phone and police radio---gone. Her pager gone, she had absolutely no ways of communicating with the lab, but there was a little kid outside. Maybe she could make some signs to grab her attention.

Lindsay began moving her hands at the little girl. She looked at Lindsay and waved back, thinking Lindsay was playing. She frowned. Ugh, Lindsay thought. Rikki was walking back to the car. "Ok, I have the perfect place. An old police station, we're going to New Jersey. Drive." Lindsay was confused. New Jersey?



I know, I know very short chapter. But, I needed to update. I'll make them longer after this one, don't worry. :) Have a happy holiday!