Again I own nothing. Sorry this chapter is terrible! worse than the first two!

Chapter 4

It had been a long day, two new cases had come in, leaving Adam with a lot of processing to do. Time had flown by and before he knew it a new day had begun and Adam was still in the office. "Whoa, I need some sleep, or at least some coffee." Adam spoke to himself knowing no one else was about. "I need something I'm talking to myself again!" Stretching his arms he moved across to the break room and poured a cup of lukewarm coffee. Sighing, it wasn't the best but it was better than nothing.

"You know that isn't good for you. It shouldn't compensate sleep." Sipping the coffee Adam looked up to see Stella leaning on the door frame. "You really need to get some sleep."

"I know, but I need to finish up here, I don't want it lingering over my head, I wouldn't get any sleep." Stella grinned, he reminded her a lot of Mac in that respect, neither knew went to stop and take a break. "Will it still be there in the morning?" Adam looked at her with confusion. "In the morning will all the work still be there? Will it disappear?"

"Well no but - "

"Well then you can leave it for now. You need to go home and get some sleep." Gently removing the coffee from his hands she ushered him out of the room. Grabbing his coat and bag from the lab she guided him to the elevator. Once there she waited for the doors to open then pushed a slightly confused and very exhausted Adam inside. "Goodnight, see you in the morning." He was about to object as the doors closed on Stella's waving hand and grinning face. Shaking his head in bewilderment of what had just happened he slung his bag over his shoulder and waited for the doors to open again.

Back at his apartment Adam opened the door and carelessly picked up the envelope, he had come accustomed to finding one there now. Hanging his coat on the rack, he put his bag down next to the door and started to open the letter. "Your late." Adam didn't even batter an eyelid as he started to reply,

"Oh yeah, sorry 'bout that time slipped aw-" Okay so he knew when he left this morning that he didn't have a room mate, and he knew that no one was paying a visit, and he was pretty sure he wasn't talking to himself. Or was he, oh no, he hoped he hadn't finally lost it, they all said that working for the crime lab messes with your mind, what if he really was just losing his marbles. No, don't be silly, he was as sane as the next man, so long as the next man didn't include the man who had spoken to him when he entered the apartment, that man was definitely insane. "Who are you, and what are you doing in my apartment?" He seemed to be fairly calm and relaxed considering he had a half opened letter from his stalker in his hand and was staring at a man who had broken into his apartment.

"Oh yes I forgot, you've never seen my face before. I see you have my letter." Suddenly the young man's hand started to shake, the voice did sound familiar, he remembered hearing somewhere before, and thinking about it, yes it was him. "Well open it, I thought you might like it." Upon opening the envelope a photograph fell out of the folded piece of paper. After watching it fall to the floor Adam retrieved it had looked at both the letter and the photograph at the same time.

Dear my one love,

You looked so peaceful and at ease, its been hard to watch you so tense these last few months, but there you reminded me of the first time I saw you.

Turning to the picture in his other hand Adam could see it had been taken whilst he had slept in Mac's office. "But how did you…" Adam was trying to work out how any of this could be possible.

"It was quite easy most people don't like being threatened and so are more than happy to allow me access to the lab." There was an evil grin in the way he spoke that sent chills down Adam's spine. "Don't go tense, you know I never mean to harm you." Gently the man tried to touch Adam's shoulder but was quickly brushed off. "Don't be so cold, I'm only trying to be friendly." Sure Adam thought, friendly. It wasn't quite how he would have described breaking and entering, and stalking for that matter.

"Get out before I call the cops." Adam voice had more conviction in it that he thought it would.

"Oh we are getting tough aren't we?" The man just smirked and came up beside Adam, gently stroking the back of his head and neck whispering in his ear, "But don't forget who is tougher, oh yes let us not forget the past." Adam shivered as he remembered the last time the man had come.

"No, you have to leave sir, I will not ask you twice."

"Oh but you already have." The man was still stroking Adam's hair, but soon a hand came up and swiped it away. "Adam, don't try to get away, it just makes me angry." Adam was slowly moving away from the man backing into the living room. "Come back here." The man made another lunge to hold Adam, but was soon met with a punch to the face. Adam was in disbelief not thinking that he had actually done that. The man reached up to touch his bleeding nose. "You hit me!" It would seem the man was in disbelief as well. Soon a brawl had started with both men trying to hit the other whilst not being hit, Adam was losing and was soon on the floor in the corner trying to protect himself from the onslaught from the other man. As if realising what he had done the other man suddenly stopped and bent down. "I'm sorry, you just made me angry, I'm sorry but you shouldn't have tried to back away." Adam was falling out of consciousness due to the fact he had one too many kicks to the head. Retreating the man left him and ran out of the apartment shutting the door behind him. Adam now lay unconscious on the floor as his blood made a small pool around him.

"Hey Stella, did you see Adam leave? I thought I saw him a couple of minutes ago." Stella nodded.

"Yeah I sent him home, which is what I will be doing to you in a minute if you don't start packing your stuff away." Mac just smiled.

"I'll talk to him in the morning then."

"What did you ant to talk, to him about?"

"Just these letters it mentions someone getting hurt, I wondered if Adam might be able to shed some light on it." Stella watched him re-enter his office and grab his coat. "I'm going home now, what about you?" Stella nodded again.

"Yeah I was just making sure the rest of you were out." she answered with a smile. With that both of them made there way to the elevator to finally get some sleep.

4.25am, the phone rang.

There was no answer.

The answer phone kicked in.

"Hey Adam, sorry about earlier, but you were being unreasonable, you know I have a short temper. I hope it hasn't affected our relationship at all."

The line went dead.

Adam was still slumped up against the wall with blood soaking through his clothes.