Hi guys, here's the newest addition to this new story. Thanks for all the support with the reviews, I really appreciate it. Keep reading and reviewing so I know how I'm doing.

Disclaimer:I do not own any part of the CSI:NY franchise(no matter how much I wish I owned Don Flack).I only own the characters that I invented(eg. Violet, Emma, the case, the killer, and anyone else not from the show).

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Chapter 4: The Phone Call

"You just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you?", Violet yelled.

" What did you want me to do? Ignore them?", Don yelled back.

" It wasn't anyone else's business but ours, and you damn well know it!", Violet screamed.

" I couldn't just ignore them, they're my coworkers, not to mention my friends. They asked who you were. They had a right to know if they're going to be working with you", Don reasoned.

" I can't believe you told them about us though, you couldn't have just said that we were married and leave it at that?", Violet asked, still shaking with anger.

It was one thing to be married at a young age, but no one would understand why they were still married if they did not love each other, and she didn't love Don. She just could not understand why Don would tell them their whole story, or most of it anyway, there was one detail he knew nothing about.

" No, I would've but Danny kept asking more questions. He's my best friend, I couldn't very well not tell him the rest. I've lied to him for the past five years about it as it is", Don said, guilt leaking into his voice.

Violet didn't answer for a few minutes, seeing the guilty look on his face. It only made her angrier that she felt bad about him lying now. She turned around and started to leave.

" Where are you going?", Don asked, his voice sounding forlorn and lost.

That stopped her in her tracks. She turned slightly before saying, " I can't argue with you when you sound so reasonable." Then she left.

Don sat down and thought about everything that had gone on for the past five years. He had never told anyone about Violet because she had left him and he thought she'd never come back.

He never thought he would ever have to tell anyone about Violet, but the past had a way of coming back and biting you in the ass, which was exactly what it was doing now. Don shook his head and went in search of a coffee.

Violet sat for a long time in her car thinking. She had been the one to leave, so she should have filed for divorce, she knew that. Nevertheless, she had been surprised when she had never been served divorce papers.

She distinctly remembered the day she left him. They had been arguing constantly, and she was getting frustrated with him, so she had packed up her stuff while he was at work, and she wrote him a note telling him she was leaving, then she left the key on the table along with the note, and walked away.

She had found that she could be transferred from one precinct to the other and she did, once she got an apartment. It was around that time that she had found out she was pregnant. She had cried for days once she found out.

She snapped out of her reverie when her cell phone rang.

" Hello?", she answered.

" You have a very pretty daughter, Violet", the voice replied.

Violet stilled. She didn't recognize the voice and the number didn't come up on her screen. She knew it was a man, however, he had a very deep voice.

" Excuse me? I have no idea what you're talking about", Violet replied, calmly.

" You know exactly who I'm talking about. That little girl with long, dark brown hair and blue eyes. You know your own daughter, Violet. I know her too, she's very pretty, along with her name. Emma. A very pretty name, if I do say so myself. You wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her, now would you?", the man asked.

Violet shook her head but realized he wouldn't see it and then said, " No. I wouldn't."

" I thought so", the man replied cheerfully, then added seriously, " I know where you live. I know where your daughter goes to school, and I know where you work. Lay off the case, or I will hunt you down and kill you and your daughter. Am I in anyway unclear?"

"No", Violet replied, in a shaking voice.

"Good", and then the line went dead.

Violet sat there and looked at her phone. The guy wanted her to lay off the case, and she was only working on one case right now. He must have been the killer, the only problem was, he knew where she lived. Moreover, he knew where Emma went to school. She didn't know what to do for once.

Shaking, Violet got out of her car and locked it. Then she started feeling her way along her car because she didn't quite trust herself. As she walked around to the back of it, she ran straight into someone's arms. Violet screamed.

"Whoa. Violet, relax", Don said, soothingly. He held her in his arms, and it felt good. He looked down at her face before adding, "Violet, what's wrong?"

Violet wondered what would make her ask that and then she realized she had tears running down her face. She argued with herself briefly about telling him the truth, and then made her decision.

"I got a phone call", Violet said.

"A phone call? About what?", Don coaxed her.

" I was threatened. The killer phoned me and told me to quite this case, to leave it alone", Violet explained, leaving Emma out of it.

Don's eyes darkened. " He threatened you? How do you know it was him?", he asked.

" Because I'm not working on any other cases, Don. He knows where I live, where I work, hell he probably knows where my parents live too", she answered.

" What did he say? He just wants you to leave it alone?", Don asked.

" Yes, I don't know why, so don't ask me. I can't leave it alone, I need to find out who is killing innocent people", Violet replied.

" It's not worth risking your life for", Don stated.

" You risk your life everyday, Don. This is no different", Violet replied.

" It is different, because I don't get phone calls everyday from psycho killers threatening to kill me. This time is different, Vi. You can't risk your life for this, I won't let you", Don said.

" What are you gonna do, Don? Are you gonna chain me in a room and leave me there with guard dogs?", Violet asked sarcastically, before backing out of his arms.

" Yes, as a matter of fact, I will. And I'll put every good police officer I know down there too", Don replied, reaching for her.

" You can't, Don. You have no right to do that", Violet said, the humour leaving her eyes. Then she added, " And don't touch me."

" I have every right, Violet. I am your husband", Don said.

" On, now you want to be the protective husband. It's a little late for that, Don. In addition, it's not your right. You aren't my husband, and haven't been for five years. You lost every right you had to me when you let me walk away from you", Violet replied, then turned and fled from him.