Grief
Fandom: CSI: NY
Author: Ahsoka1248
Rating: T
Stella walked up the stairs to the apartment she shared with Lindsay at 3 am one day. The hallway was darker than usual, but Stella just assumed a light had gone out and the superintendent either didn't know or hadn't gotten around to fixing it. Suddenly a shiver of fear went up her spine for no reason, and she looked around, hand dropping to the butt of her pistol.
"Is someone there?"
The only answer was total silence in the hallway, and Stella's eyes narrowed, then she shook her head.
"I must just be imagining things," she muttered before turning back to unlock the door.
Pain erupted in the back of her head and she blacked out.
"Stella?"
Lindsay moved to the door, having heard Stella's voice on the other side. She opened it, and called out.
"Stella? I know you're out there. This isn't funny."
When Stella didn't answer, she snatched her pistol from its shelf, starting to think something was wrong. She checked to make sure it was loaded, and walked out.
"Stella?"
"Is something wrong, Lindsay? What's going on?"
Her neighbor seemed concerned.
"Have you seen Stella?"
"Yeah, she was just right here. I said hi as she went by."
"Did you see where she went?"
"She was about to go in your apartment. What's wrong?"
"She's missing. She didn't come in."
Lindsay looked around, and spotted what looked like blood on the floor.
"Oh no. I think someone's kidnapped Stella. There's blood."
To be Continued...
