Note: So, this is the next chapter. I'm kinda sad this story isn't as well-viewed as I hoped it would be, but after all, I wasn't expecting a lot of people waiting for a ATWT/CSI story. I do want to thank all the readers and reviewers, I appreciate it so much and I hope you'll enjoy this chapter as much as I did writing. x.
7.
The next morning was a Saturday. Catherine didn't need to go to work that day, and Gil decided to make her breakfast. He enjoyed his time here. He missed his house, but being with Catherine made it all okay. She seemed a little off though, but Gil assumed she missed Lindsey. His breakfast was supposed to be a little cheer up though, and Gil knew Catherine was able to give her daughter a phone call today. Catherine came downstairs at ten in the morning, exactly when Gil had finished the breakfast. It made Catherine smile immediately and she said: "Aw, Gil, you shouldn't have done that! That's so sweet, thank you so much!" She gave him a quick kiss on his cheeks, and sat down at their kitchen table with breakfast. Catherine didn't notice Gil's cheeks turning a little red. Catherine meant a lot to him. More than he could probably ever let her know.
Meanwhile, Emily was drinking coffee with her mother. Susan knew Emily was upset, but her daughter was determined to keep her mouth shut and not talk about her problems. Susan knew it had something to do with that darn Dusty, and she hated it. Susan didn't like Dusty at all, and she hated the fact Emily loved the man. Susan tried to be as comforting as possible though towards her daughter. Susan always thought Dusty was a wrong man, deep down inside. She couldn't blame Emily for falling for him though. Dusty was a gorgeous man. He was nice, comforting and friendly. But he was just wrong. While giving her daughter another cup of coffee, Susan had to admit that she wasn't having a good history of men either. After all, she was the one married to a serial killer…. Thank God Ric Decker had been gone for a long, long time.
While Gil was taking a shower, Catherine flipped through the files with Oakdale residents. She decided to take one more look. It probably wouldn't make a difference, but Catherine was determined to find a clue for the serial killer. She was getting irritated. Oakdale was a lovely town, but she missed her daughter so much. She'd called her this morning, and Lindsey sounded a little sad. Catherine figured Lindsey missed her as well. She hated being away from her daughter. Catherine stopped flipping through the files when she saw the file of a Ric Decker in front of her. He wás a serial killer. She saw he was locked up in a psychiatric hospital, so they could probably scrap him off of the list. Craig Montgomery was someone to keep in mind as well, according to the files. She hadn't met him yet though, but according to the files, he'd done everything the law forbade. James Stenbeck was the third man. He was currently gone, as if he was vanished, but James was the ultimate bad guy in Oakdale, according to the files in front of her. He'd done everything the law and God had forbidden. Before yesterday, Catherine had figured Paul Ryan could be a suspect as well. After meeting him the evening before, she had to admit Paul was nice man. And although killers could hide their urge pretty well, Catherine was almost certain Paul couldn't be a killer. Gil came downstairs while Catherine was sitting at the kitchen table, flipping through the files. He admired her for a while. She was pretty when she was just sitting and thinking. But she was always gorgeous. Gil walked to the kitchen table, while saying: "What are you doing?" Catherine looked up and smiled, and said: "Just reading these files. Again. Have you read Rick Decker's file? And Craig Montgomery's?" Gil nodded and said: "I did. Rick Decker's in prison though." Catherine nodded and said: "Is that absolutely certain? He hasn't been released thanks to good behaviour or anything?" Gil shrugged. "I'm not sure. I'll check that with Jack, I'll email him." Catherine nodded and said: "Can you ask him about Craig as well? And ask about James Stenbeck. That guy seems to disappear every once in a while, but he has a huge track record. And maybe Paul Ryan too. I don't really see Paul as a suspect, but those are the only four men I could possibly see as killers according to their track records." Gil nodded and said: "I'll give Jack a call, perhaps I can meet him this afternoon." Catherine nodded. "That would be good." At that moment, her cell phone rang. There was a text message from a unknown number, saying: "Want to grab a drink? Meet me at the Lakeview." Catherine figured it was Dusty. She stood up and said: "Gil, I'm meeting someone In the Lakeview." "Someone?" Catherine smiled and said: "Dusty. Dusty Donovan. I met him the evening I went to the Lakeview with Carly." Gil nodded and said: "Is he a suspect?" Catherine shrugged, but couldn't hide a little smile. She liked the fact that Dusty called her. In her opinion, he absolutely wasn't. But she figured she wasn't objective enough; she liked Dusty, a lot. So she said: "I'm not sure. Hanging out with him will give me a better idea of him." Gil nodded. It was a good thing Catherine mangled so well with the people in Oakdale. But the smile on her face when she'd said "Dusty" worried him a little. While Catherine went away to the Lakeview, Gil gave Jack a call. Jack was at work when he answered his phone. "Jack, it's Gil. Are you at work?" "Yes, I am actually. But what can I do?" "I was just wondering… Can you look up some more information about James Stenbeck, Paul Ryan, Ric Decker, Craig Montgomery….. And Dusty Donovan?" Gil knew Catherine hadn't asked for the last man. But Gil wanted to know a little more about him. "Sure. Are there any clues lead to them?" "Not really. But they're the four we could think of when we heard about the medication for anger problems. And they all have a pretty big track record as well."
Catherine spotted Dusty immediately when she arrived at the Lakeview. He was sitting with his back towards her, but she recognized him immediately in his greyish suit. She walked to the free sit in front if him, sat down and said: "Hey." "Hey." They sat down in silence for a while, until the waiter came over to Catherine to ask what she wanted to drink. After he took her order –a simple martini,- Catherine said: "So… I guess you wanted to talk." Dusty nodded, but didn't say a word. He looked at Catherine. Dusty loved her blue, sparkling eyes, and her skin full with little birthmarks. She was gorgeous. Catherine looked at him and said: "Go ahead." Dusty shook his head and said: "I want to talk about you." "Why?" "Because of what you said yesterday." The waiter brought Catherine her drink, and after he disappeared she said: "What did I say yesterday that makes you want me to come all the way here?" "The us you talked about yesterday. You……. You kinda gave me this idea that you weren't married. That you were here bye yourself." Catherine took a sip of her drink and said: "I didn't think it would bother you." Catherine looked into Dusty's eyes when he said: "I'm not supposed to be bothered bye it. I was just surprised I guess. You don't look like the marriage type." Catherine was a little offended and said: "Well, thank you." Dusty immediately said: "No, I don't mean it like that." Catherine smiled and said: "Well, what do you mean then?" Dusty shrugged. "I'm not sure… You're just… You're a flirt." "So are you." Dusty just smiled while he drank up his whisky. "You want to go walk around town?" Catherine nodded. "Sure." While they walked out of the Lakeview in silence, Catherine started thinking. She wasn't exactly sure what was happening. It was almost as if Dusty had her in some sort of trance when she was in his company. She liked him. A lot. Meanwhile, Dusty was feeling something as well. He wasn't sure what though. He had to admit that he didn't care at all about the fact that she was married. He just saw a gorgeous woman that he liked.
Meanwhile, Gil had received an email from Jack. Jack had sent two different files, one from Ric Decker and one from Dusty Donovan. Jack had typed that the other three would come later that day. Gil curiously opened Ric's file. Apparently, Ric had been a pretty successful doctor in Oakdale's hospital, Oakdale Memorial. Soon after his arrival, there had been several murders. Ric had been seen as a suspect, along with a trainee in the hospital. Bob Hughes, who had been a doctor in the hospital, couldn't see Ric as a serial killer, even though Ric had been accused of killing when he'd worked in San Francisco. Ric was getting married to Susan Stewart, and after they'd been married and he'd drugged Susan, he was getting in trouble. Ric wanted to get away, but Susan's daughter Alison was in his way. He'd kidnapped her and tried to kill her, but Alison misled him. Ric had been able to keep Alison hostage though, but Chris Hughes –Alison fiancée at the time,- had saved her. Ric admitted all his actions afterwards, and had been sent to prison. A year later, Ric had gotten into a psychiatric hospital, were he had been able to escape. Gil scratched his head when he realised Ric wasn't in prison, or in a psychiatric hospital. At that moment, the doorbell rang. Gil closed the files on the kitchen table and put them in a special closet before opening the front door. It was Jack though. "Jack, hi. I didn't expect to see you here." Jack nodded. "Neither did I. But this is important. Can I come in?" Gil nodded, and while Jack went inside, he said: "Is Catherine here as well?"
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