Greg could hear the buzzing of his phone and he reached a hand over to his bedside table to find it. Looking at the bright screen he noted the time, 08:00, and gently slipped out of bed to answer the call.

"Hello?" Greg mumbled rubbing his eyes.

"Sir, someone has come into the station and he has locked himself in your office until you come speak with him."

Donovan's voice was unwelcome first thing in the morning. He let out a short sigh before answering.

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes." With that Greg hung up the phone and went back into the bedroom to get some clothes.

Grabbing a pen and paper from the kitchen he scribbled a note letting Caitlyn know where he had gone, grabbed his keys and coat and quietly pulled the door closed behind him.

When Caitlyn woke up she realized she was alone in the double bed, she stretched and got up, walking into the living room.

"Greg?" Caitlyn called lightly. Looking around she saw the note out of the corner of her eye and picked it up off of the small table.

Emergency at work. Sorry. Be back later. Greg. xx

Caitlyn threw the note away and went to the fridge in search of breakfast. Quietly humming an unknown melody Caitlyn started making eggs benedict when a strong pair of hands were placed over her eyes.

Caitlyn smiled lovingly. "I missed you this morning."

"I missed you too." Came the reply in a smooth Irish accent.

The hands dropped from her face as she openly gasped, turning to face the dark haired man.

"How did you get in here?" Caitlyn asked feeling uncomfortable, pressed up against the cooker slightly.

"You look better in my shirts." Her question was completely dismissed as Richard looked her up and down.

Although Caitlyn felt exposed and nervous at that moment she spoke up trying to sound confident.

"What do you want Richard?" He smirked at that.

"My real name's Jim darling, sorry I didn't tell you. But I had to keep my real identity a secret, even from you." Grabbing her chin gently with his right hand and placing his left on her hip, he kissed her lips delicately.

Caitlyn pulled away somewhat at the feel of his lips on hers.

"What are you going on about? Let me go and get out of Greg's flat!" This only amused the regal man holding her in place.

"Do you want to get dressed or shall we leave now?"

"I'm not going anywhere, Greg will back any moment." Caitlyn knew that the tremble could be heard in her voice now.

Jim leaned into her ear and seductively whispered, "Oh, I don't think so, he'll be distracted with work about now."

When he pulled back Caitlyn stared wide-eyed at him, panic stricken. She felt a blindfold being put on her and handcuffs trapping her delicate wrists behind her back.

"What do you think you're doing Jim?!" Caitlyn cursed herself for being distracted and so easily taken in by his charm.

His mouth was at her ear once again. "Shhhh... Don't worry, I won't hurt you if your darling little boyfriend and his friends play along."

Caitlyn could practically hear the smug smirk that crossed his face as she felt the needle pierce her skin and everything went black.

When Caitlyn came to, after what seemed like hours, she looked down feeling a light breeze and realized that she was still in nothing but Greg's shirt and her knickers.

"Finally awake? Good, then we can start the fun." He pulled his phone out of his grey suit pocket. "Smile." The shutter sounded as she looked into the camera.

Jim quickly texted the photo to Sherlock before speaking. "It's nothing personal darling, I just needed someone to trap Sherlock with and John was a little too close. He might of suspected something."

"This is all just to hurt Sherlock?"

"Well, I do miss spending time with you love." He strode over gracefully to place a gentle kiss on Caitlyn's lips. She jerked her head to the side before their lips met and he grazed her cheek.

"Oh come now, surely you remember the good times we had? Try to remember the first time we met. In the park on a warm summer's day, wasn't it just so romantic?"

Caitlyn spat at the ground beneath him and her head was tilted viciously to face his.

"I don't have the patience for stupid things like that and I will kill you now if it comes down to it, whether it is a waste or not. So is the little girl going to play nice?" His dark eyes stared into hers and a shiver trailed down her spine.

"Good." A faint buzzing could be heard and Jim pulled the phone out of his pocket once more, smiling as he saw the message. "Well, looks like we're in business darling. And I believe Sherlock should be informing Greg about now."

Caitlyn sat there, shivering from the cold and a tear slid down her cheek before a blanket was draped over her. She stared at Jim.

Why you? Why every fucking time? Every fucking man!

"You were the only one!" She yelled into his face and Jim stepped back with a look of shock and confusion on his face.

"The only one before Greg that didn't hurt me and now this?" The tears were flowing freely down her cheeks now as she turned her head away from him.

Jim crouched down and took her head into his hands, forcing her to look at him. "Wrong place, wrong time darling." She turned slightly and bit down on his thumb hard.

A short, loud "OW" was heard and Jim stood. " Stupid little bitch!" He spat out at her.

She saw the needle but was powerless to stop it as everything once again went black.

"CAITLYN! CAITLYN!"

She could barely hear Greg's voice, she tried to speak but a mere squeak escaped her lips as she slipped back out of consciousness. Caitlyn awoke after what felt like years, only to be met by a blinding whiteness and she squinted as a blurred figure came into view.

Greg rubbed his eyes when he woke and sat up straight in the uncomfortable chair. He looked over at Caitlyn's bed and saw her eyes opening slowly and went over to her, taking her hand in his and perching on the side of the bed.

"Caitlyn?" He asked timidly.

When she managed to fully open her eyes she looked to the pressure on her hand and then to Greg's face and smiled up at him.

"Hello darling, sorry I fell asleep." She joked and gave him a faint smile. "Can you help me sit up please?" She felt too vulnerable lying down.

Greg thought about this for a moment, concern crossing his face. "OK, but slowly."

As she sat up her head spun slightly, although she tried not to show it.

Greg hugged her softly before pulling away. "I'm sorry."

Caitlyn tilted her head in confusion. "For what?"

"For leaving you alone this morning, if I had of waited for you to wake up then maybe none of this would have happened." His eyes were clouded by sadness.

Caitlyn reached up to place a hand on his cheek. "If this didn't happen today, then i'm sure he would have managed to arrange another date, you couldn't have watched me every minute of every day." She kissed his lips gently.

Greg felt slightly relieved at that but still guilty.

"How long do I have to stay here for?"

"Not long, the doctor has to clear you and then you can leave."

The doctor came and checked Caitlyn over before deeming her fit to go home.