Chapter 6/6.

Kevin Snidely's apartment.

Kevin Snidely opened the door to see Lindsay and Jacobi standing in front of him holding their badges up at him, "What can I do for you officers?"

Jacobi gave Kevin one last look at his badge before sliding it into his jacket pocket, glaring at the tall heavy set man, "We need to talk to you about Glenn Stevenson in connection with an attempted kidnapping of Cindy Thomas.

"No way." Kevin yelled, terrified when hearing the word kidnapping, "There was no kidnapping at all. Cindy's a friend of mind. This was just a practical joke."

"Maybe that's what Glenn told you, but there's more going on here than you seem to grasp. Can we come in please?" Jacobi asked, almost pushing his way inside.

"I guess." Kevin mumbled as the two detectives waltzed inside, "I swear I wouldn't hurt Cindy."

"Has Glenn talked to you about being angry with Cindy about not getting the crime desk job?" Jacobi asked as he walked around the small apartment.

"Sure he was pissed off, but who wouldn't be. " Kevin explained, watching as the two detectives began snooping around, "At the time he said some things, but that was just blowing off smoke."

Lindsay had heard enough and jumped into the conversation,"Did you know that he broke into Cindy's computer and send an email to a powerful company making threats in Cindy's name?"

"He said it was just a joke."

"A joke?" Lindsay gasped, "You think this is a joke?"

"At first I did. Did we scare Cindy? Is she mad or something?" Kevin asked, stunned and confused that Cindy might've been hurt by his actions, "Glenn kind of wanted to scare her off the job or if possible, have Matton Industries complain to her editor and get fired that way."

"This unbelievable and you still think this is a joke? Does it seem funny to you now?"

"No."

Lindsay shook her head at Kevin and looked at Jacobi for some help, "What are we going to do with him?"

Jacobi began to answer, making sure Kevin hear every word, "Well, if he gives us enough information on Glenn, we might be persuaded to drop the attempted kidnapping charge. However, it will be hard to drop the assault charge, since Cindy was shaken up pretty bad on that, wasn't she? Plus, the break and enter charge is not going away. We might have enough on Glenn that we don't need Kevin's help. That might mean no plea bargain agreement."

"Wait a second here." Kevin pleaded, suddenly fearing the worst, "I can't go to jail. It was all Glenn's idea. He convinced us it was a joke. Cindy will tell you I'm her friend."

Lindsay fumed as Kevin again mentioned he was Cindy's friend, "Listen you big dumb ox, it is not a joke to break into someone's house, put a blanket over their head and drag them to a car. Who knows what you would've done had I not shown up. Then you try and get her fired and call yourself her friend?"

Kevin almost looked like he finally understood the severity of what he'd done, "When you put it that way it sounds so much worse. Look, I'll tell you everything Glenn did. I can't go to jail. I'd never last."

Jacobi pulled Lindsay off to the side, "You do know that it will be very hard to get a conviction on any of this?"

"I know, but he doesn't." Lindsay said, "At best he'll get a suspended sentence for his first offence and I'm not even sure Cindy wants to press charges against him. But Glenn needs to punished. I'll have to talk to Jill about what the legal options are."

"We can take Kevin downtown and make him sweat it out in a holding cell. Sometimes that's enough to shock some sense into people." Jacobi suggested, having plenty of experience dealing with petty criminals.

Lindsay nodded, "Okay then, let's find out who is accomplice was and then find Glenn and bring all three of them down to the station."

San Francisco Register.

Cindy turned off her computer, picked up her purse and made her way to the exit. As she walked out to her car Glenn walked up to her. She reached into her purse and pulled out her trusty can of mace, "Back off."

Glenn backed up and held up his hands, "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to say I'm sorry for what I did."

"Let me guess, you had a talk with the police and are trying to get me not to press charges." Cindy said, not impressed by Glenn's words.

"Not exactly," Glenn said with a sheepish grin, "I did go by Kevin's place and saw the cops were there and realized I'd probably gotten him into a whole lot of trouble."

"Yep, you probably did." Cindy said, still holding the can of mace in front of her.

"I admit I kind of lost it when I didn't get the job, but I honestly did not intent to hurt you. Just scare you." Glenn explained, doing his best to show Cindy he wasn't some hardened criminal.

"And get me fired." Cindy added quickly.

Glenn nodded, "Okay, that to, but I'm not evil, I'm just a sore loser and I'm here to say how sorry I am for everything I've done. Not just that, I've sent an email to Matton Industrial letting them know that you did not send them the email. I told them it was me, so you're off the hook there as well."

Cindy felt Glenn was sincere, but the memories of the other night were still highly unpleasant, "I'm glad you did that, but I'm not sure I can just forget this."

"That's fair enough." Glenn agreed, "I just wanted to let you know I'm sorry and I'll deal with whatever consequences there are. Could you find a way to make sure Kevin isn't charged with anything? He just went along with it because I convinced him it was a practical joke."

"I'm not sure I have any say." Cindy said, feeling a tad less freaked out as the conversation went on, "He did break into the house, so I'm not sure what will happen there. If you tell the police what you told me I don't see why they wouldn't go easy on him and maybe even you."

Glenn stepped to the side and backed further away from Cindy, "Well, I'll get out of your way and will go down and sort this all out."

"That's probably a very good idea." Cindy said, slowly lowering her mace as she walked past Glenn. She got into her car, locked the door quickly and drove off.

Lindsay's Home.

Lindsay walked into her house to find the lights on, which momentarily startled her, but as Cindy walked out to greet her she smiled and moved towards her. They kissed as soon as their lips were close enough.

It was a long, slow, sensual kiss, with Cindy sliding Lindsay's jacket off, letting it fall to the floor, her hands quickly sliding up and down Lindsay's body. Soft moans began to fill the room as the kiss became deeper and more passionate, their hands exploring every inch of the other's body.

Cindy slid her hands up over Lindsay's firm round breasts, caressing them over Lindsay's shirt, causing another soft moan to escape Lindsay's busy mouth. Pulling away from the kiss and breathing very heavy, Cindy leaned in and began unbuttoning Lindsay's shirt.

Not be outdone, Lindsay reached over Cindy's hands and began to pull off her cute pink t-shirt. It wasn't long before they were standing in their underwear, in the middle of the doorway, kissing passionately and anticipating everything that was to come next.

After taking another break to catch their breath, Lindsay took Cindy by the hand and led her down the hall to her bedroom. She closed the door, locked it and crawled up on the bed and lay down on her back.

Smiling widely, Cindy stopped at the edge of the bed, removed her bra, stepped out of her panties and crawled up on top of Lindsay and kissed her yet again. It was everything she ever dreamed it could be and more. Never had she felt this way when kissing anyone, like everything was perfect and nothing could ever change it. Just as Cindy had begun kissing her way down Lindsay's neck, a cell phone began to ring. Cindy tried to ignore it, moving down over Lindsay's breast, pushing aside her bra and caressing her nipple softly as the phone continued to ring. It was a distant sound as Lindsay's pants were in another room.

Lindsay sighed, "I have to get it. I'm sorry. I'll make it quick." She slid out of bed and ran down the hall and picked up her cell phone, "Boxer here?"

"Lindsay, I'm at Jill's place and I think something bad has happened to her." Claire said as she looked over the ransacked living room.

"Why are you at her place?"

"She was supposed to be spending the night here, but she said she needed to get a few things first. That was two hours ago. I called but I got no answer. I thought maybe she was just tired and fell asleep, but I needed to find out."

"If that place has been tossed, you need to get out of there now. Please get in your car, go home, lock the doors and stay there until you hear from me."

"Okay, but I'm scared for Jill. This feels really bad."

"I'll be over there as soon as I can." Lindsay let out another deep sigh as she walked slowly back to the bedroom, the look in her eyes was more than enough to tell Cindy what was going on.

"You have to leave right?" Cindy said, trying not to act too disappointed.

"Yes, it's Jill. I don't know what's going on, but she's missing and I need to find out why."

Cindy sat up in bed at the mention of Jill's name, "Missing?"

"It's a long story, her place has been ransacked and she didn't show up at Claire's, I have to find her."

"Of course." Cindy said, "Can I do anything to help?"

"That's sweet, but for now I'm going to have to do this on my own. I know if I need you that'll you be there for me."

"I know this important so do what you have to do, but be careful. I don't want to lose you." Cindy said as she crawled over to the edge of the bed.

Lindsay leaned in and kissed Cindy softly, wishing so much she could kiss her all night, "I better get going or I'll never leave. I'll be back as soon as I can, but don't wait up."

"I don't think I can sleep if you're not here." Cindy replied honestly.

"You should try, because I have no idea how long this will take." Lindsay smiled at Cindy and then walked back to the hallway, put on all her clothes and headed out the door.

Cindy fell back into bed, hoping Jill was okay.

Jill's Home.

Lindsay arrived at Jill's house and waited patiently for her backup to arrive, but when she heard gunshots she couldn't wait any longer. She rushed up to the front door, stepped inside and slowly made her way through Jill's house when heard a commotion out back.

As she tried to make out what was going on, she heard two gunshots ring out and a man fall to the ground just one floor below. Jill's house was on the edge of a small incline, with the deck being a couple stories off the ground.

Lindsay leaned over the railing and took aim at one of the men, "Put your weapon down and put your hands in the air."
It took a few moments for the men to spot Lindsay, but as soon as they did they opened fire. Unlike the other shots that she heard, this time the bullets were flying at a rapid pace, courtesy of a semi automatic machine guns.

Lindsay tried to duck down but she felt a burning sensation in her shoulder, she then leaned over to return the fire and felt another burning sensation in her leg, pushing her backwards, causing her to stumble and as she hit the railing, she flew over the edge and fell hard into a large garbage bin.

A car drove past scaring the gunmen away.

Bleeding from her leg and shoulder and having a hard time breathing as her back felt like it was in a million pieces, she managed to reach into her pocket, pull out her cell phone and call Cindy.

Cindy rushed to the phone, "Lindsay?"

Barely able to move or breathe, Lindsay coughed numerous times as she tried to speak.

"Lindsay what is it? Where are you? Are you okay?" Cindy asked, fearing the worst.

"Cindy…I need you… to do something… for me…" Lindsay said in a very low whisper, coughing repeatedly as she tried to get enough air to speak.

Hearing Lindsay like that sent Cindy into full panic mode, "Oh god what is it? What's wrong? You don't sound good at all. Please tell me you're okay. Please."

It took all her willpower to keep from passing out, but Lindsay refused to give up, "I need you… to call 911…I've been shot…I fell and I'm not doing well."

"OMG, no, no, no." Cindy yelled, frantically spinning around the room, "Lindsay, where are you? You are not going to die. I'm calling now." She picked up the phone by Lindsay's night stand and called 911.

Lindsay tried to lean forward, but she just couldn't make it, "…Cindy, I need… you to be strong now…I'm at Jill's…out back." Lindsay let out a piercing scream as she felt an intense pain from her lower left side. She reached down and felt something inside her and managed to pull out a long pointy piece of hard plastic, covered in blood and knew that was the last thing she needed to see, "I don't know how much…time …I have left…but I need you to know…that today…was the best…day of my…life and I love you..." She said as her eyes glazed over and she fell unconscious.

The End.

Well, I hope you enjoyed the story. I hadn't planned this to be a cliff hanger, it just turned out that way. :) I think there are many story possibilities left and if people want to read more about it I'll be happy to continue.