Dear Readers, I am back to working on this one. I need to polish this off this week. I really enjoy writing this. I need to move on to '6' because I have a horror anthology called In No-Man's Land and Catherine Sidle Out: Chapter 2 coming up. I also have a few stories called Scenic Route and Run coming up, but first I need to clear my plate. Thank you for being amazing fans. I will never stop writing. Please review if you have time. All of your reviews have helped me survive through tough times. God Bless.

~ Katy

~8~

Barbara Hunter had been a head nurse for nearly five years. She had seen many things and lately, nothing was a surprise to her. She had trained herself, over the years, to spot the smallest errors in paperwork. As fate would have it, she was on duty when Sunni Grissom was admitted to the hospital.

In an instant her trained eye picked out the name discrepancies. It appeared as if the criminal who filled out the insurance information was either inexperienced in the art, or stupid. She chose the latter because anyone dumb enough to attempt insurance fraud on her watch wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed.

It was policy at St. Bernadette's to contact administration and security if there were children involved in a suspected fraud attempt. She picked up the phone immediately and dialed.

~8~

Sunni's arm was broken in two places. Luckily it didn't need to be reset, so after her x-ray Sunni was presented with a selection of colors to pick from. Like her parents knew she would, Sunni wanted a pink cast.

"See," Catherine said, pulling her daughter close. "Everyone can sign it and all your new friends will make you get well cards."

"Mommy can I break my arm!?" Ethan exclaimed. "I want one!"

Catherine choked. "Absolutely not," she laughed.

Ethan stuck out his lip. "But I want one," he said.

Gil pulled his so son onto his lap. "Trust me," he said. "You won't want to do that."

The doctor, who was probably at a loss of words for the strange conversation the Grissom family was having, laughed and gave Sunni a pat on the shoulder,

"We'll fix this little lady up so she can get out of her," he said as he stood to leave the room.

"Mommy," Ethan said. "Since I can't break my arm can I have ice-cream."

Gil gave a nod. "Sounds fair," he aid.

~8~

If anyone needed to find computer software that could track but not be tracked, then Marx knew where to get. Every family member's name in the Grissom family, including past pets and relatives, had been flagged. If anyone of the names were entered, or removed, from any database anywhere in the country, the Marx and Garetson would be alerted.

They had been on the heels of Gil Grissom for too long and it was time to stop playing childish games. Everyone paid the piper in their lifetime, now it was Grissom's turn.

"We got something," Garetson said over his shoulder. "looks like someone messed up at St. Bernadette's Hospital. Little girl was admitted with a broken arm."

Behind him, Marx was busy cleaning his gun. It was a tradition of his to make each kill with a clean gun, and since there were four Grissoms it needed to be cleaned four times. He would most certainly be saving Dr. Grissom for last.

"Let's get out there," he said, looking through the barrel of his silencer.

~8~

After Sunni had donned her new accessory, Catherine and Gil stood by talking while they waited for the discharge papers. They still needed to take action regarding the newspaper article and the news report. They were not safe anymore; Catherine could feel it. Something in her bones told her that something was about to happen.

"Does that hurt?" Ethan asked his sister as he rapped his knuckles lightly on her cast.

"No," she answered simply.

"Mr. and Mrs. Givson?" A security guard asked as he stepped into the room.

Gil wrinkled his forehead. "Yes?" he replied.

The guard motioned for the couple to step out of the room. "Could we have a moment?" he asked in a serious tone.

"Stay here," Catherine instructed the children.

As they followed the guard, Catherine and Gil exchanged worried glances. Something in the pit of Catherine's stomach turned and twisted. She did not feel right; she felt uneasy. When the adults were out of earshot from the children, the guard turned to them.

"This is Nurse Hunt," the man said.

An older woman appeared behind him. To Catherine, she looked like a cast member of Roseanne. She eyed Gil and Catherine with what can only be referred to as distain. She held a clipboard in front of her.

"We have a serious problem," she said, not missing a beat. "You state that your daughter's name is 'Ashley Gibson' but you filled out information for 'Sunni Grissom'. We checked, and Sunni is a child who is living in Minnesota."

She held out the clipboard and Catherine took it, convinced that the woman was mistaken. When she read the words, the color drained from her face. She brought her hand to her mouth, appalled that she had made such a mistake.

"This is a mistake," Gil said, taking the form from Catherine and reading it for himself.

"You bet it was a mistake," Nurse Hunter barked. "It's policy at this hospital to contact family services when there are children involved in a situation like this."

Catherine shuddered and attempted to push past the guard. "My God, you can't!" she said, wanting to run and collect her children.

The guard held her back by her shoulders and she shrugged his hands off. "Don't put your hands on me!" she shouted. "Su...Ashley!... Andrew!"

"Wait!" Gil pleaded with his wife. "If you'll just let me speak to a sheriff-"

"We can't do that," Nurse Hunter said. "Or side of the job is finished. You can wait here for the police."

"You bitch!" Catherine cried, trying to move.

Gil held her fast. "Catherine!" he said through clenched teeth.

Nurse Hunter raised her eyebrows. "Catherine?" she asked. "You two need to get your identities straight."

~8~

Sunni sat with her brother, waiting on her parents to return so that they could go get ice-cream. Her brother was bothering her and she was about to kick him in the leg if he didn't quit poking her arm.

A serious man with a shaved head entered the room, looked around, and sat down across from them. Sunni studied him with her large eyes. Ethan quit poking his sister's arm and was now sitting still. Both children were watching this strange man.

"Are you Sunni and Ethan?" he asked.

Sunni shot her brother a look and then looked over her shoulder for her mother. Her parent's had disappeared around a corner. They could not see this man in the room with them.

"We're not supposed to talk to strangers," Sunni replied.

Something in her small mind told her who this man was and then she knew: the bad people had found them. She quickly got down from her chair, took her brother's hand, and attempted to leave.

"My mommy is over there," she pointed.

The man grabbed both children quickly. "If you want to see-"

"Em… Ashley!... Andrew!" Catherine's voice called.

As quickly as the man appeared, he turned to hurry from the room. A lady wearing a grey suit was in the doorway. The two people collided, but the man continued to run.

"Hello," the lady said, looking at Sunni and Ethan. "My name is Sherry."

~8~

After Nurse Hunt and the security guard left them, Catherine and Gil turned quickly back to the small room they left their children in. In the doorway there were two police officers and a woman who appeared to be a social worker. Gil jogged over to the group.

"There seems to be a big misunderstanding," he tried to explain. "Is there any-"

The officers shook their head. "Once child services have been called we have to let them do their thing," one of them said.

Catherine tried to push past the two officers. "Not my little babies," she said. "I have to be with them. You don't understand."

One of the officers held her back. "Lady you two should have thought about that before committing a felony," he said to her.

Sunni peeped between the legs of the officers and Ethan's small face appeared beside his sister The children looked worried and confused about what was happening to them.

"Sweetie stay with your brother," Catherine said to them. "hold his hand really tight and don't let go. Not even if someone tells you to."

The children's faces disappeared and one of the officers escorted Catherine and Gil away.

"Stay here," they were ordered.

Catherine collapsed into her chair and sobbed into her hands. The tears came without warning and she couldn't stop them. To her, all of this was one big terrifying flashback.

"What have I done?" she cried.

"What were you thinking?" Gil asked her harshly. "Catherine we're in very real danger now and not just from CPS, they know where we are now. We have to get out of here."

Catherine looked away from her husband. He had been the one to disappear into the night, but her lack of awareness may have cost them their lives.

"Maybe we should let CPS take them for now," Gil said slowly and cautiously.

Catherine's eyes widened and she stood quickly. He rose to grab her by the arm, but she was already trying to turn away from him. In an attempt to get away, she flashed out a hand and slapped him across the face.

"Those are our children!" she said in a hiss. "I'm not letting them go. We can't let them go!"

Gil pulled Catherine close to him. "They'll be safer," he whispered into her ear.

He felt like he was trying to control a wild animal, but she was a mother. She was fighting to get to their children, but Marx and his family would be in the hospital soon; if they weren't already.

"If CPS has them then Marx won't touch them," he said to her, kissing the tears off her face.

~8~

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