A/N: Well, heres another update for you. This is number four of my updates for today. I'm now three away from my goal. Enjoy.

Chapter 33

BASEMENT

8:00 PM

"It's nice to know I was missed." Warrick said when he was brought back. Sara limped over and gave him a hug. Ecklie entered, unnoticed, and looked at the sleeping Grissom. Lindsey was whispering something to Brass. "How's Gris?"

"What do –" Sara stopped short as she looked at her boss. She, Nick, and Greg hadn't noticed him falling asleep having been discussing Warrick.

"He's fine." Lindsey, who had her head on his chest, replied wit ha small smile. "You?"

"Stiff."

"So is my shoulder." She looked at Ecklie, having been the only one to notice him before, who was now watching her. "He shot me."

"Not a very nice father." Nick spoke as Warrick sat beside him. Sara sat on his lap. Lindsey stood and helped put Grissom on his back. Then she fixed the blanket she had around her earlier so it was around her again. Brass made a pillow with a jacket in the box. "Who's next?"

"Greg." Lindsey whispered. As if on cue Greg was removed from the room. Ecklie finally spoke.

"Allan, escort Lindsey back to her room." To their surprise Lindsey didn't fight or have some smart comment but just left. Ecklie left leaving a cart of food. Brass woke up Grissom just as a scream filled the room.

"Bastards!" They heard Lindsey's voice and looked to the television. They turned on to show Lindsey hitting at Allan. Another scream, this one of pain, escaped her as more of her stitches came undone; well they had fixed them before so they came undone again. "I learned my lesson! Why are you still doing this?!"

"Look at her body, Lindsey." Allan ordered pointing at the bed. They looked and saw Isabella lying in the middle of it. What was said next was the last thing they expected and the worst thing they heard so far. "Do you want that to be little Jenny?"

LINDSEY'S ROOM

"No. Oh God …" Lindsey backed up now terrified. "Please say you haven't –"

"Not yet but if we have to we will. Do you want to be the one to tell Greg his oldest daughter, his first child, is dead? Do you not want the promise we made her to be fulfilled?"

"What promise?"

"That when Grandma Willows arrives she'll be able to be herself. She'll have a family who loves both sides of her."

"He's taking her too. He won't stop with Sara's baby. He's going to try to get all of them."

"Plenty of room for a big family."

"You always wanted a small family."

"But you want a big one." He stepped closer to her. "Lindsey. I love you. I want to give you everything you ever wanted."

"You can't." She had tears in her eyes.

"I can. I will."

"You can't." She wanted to scream. "No one can."

"Tell me what it is you want and I'll give it to you."

"Allan you can't." She whispered sitting on the chest. Her face was in her hands. They didn't know the CSIs were watching them again. "I wish you could but you can't."

"I'll find a way." He was kneeling before her. "Just tell me."

"You'll get mad and beat me."

"I won't."

"Bull. You always said that." She had a small smile. "Sooner or later you'll find out. I never told you because you wanted to be my first. Never knew why though. Still don't. All I know is you have a thing for virgins."

"Because my dad." He explained. "He never touched Rebecca, my youngest sister. When I was sixteen he told me to have sex with her. I did everything he said. She was only seven. That's when I became addicted to virgins. He told me to do it to Alexis and Miranda as well. That just made it worse."

"I'm so sorry, Allan," she ran her fingers through his hair. "Mr. Ecklie's probably watching this and is smiling."

"Your not." He took her hand in his removing it from his head.

"I'm not happy." She whispered. "When I was eleven I left Vegas with my mom. Later I learned Mr. Ecklie had raped her and she ran, well I found out she was raped when we got to DC but not who did it till later. So, we didn't really know it was him yet in this story, well it's not really a story. Anyways, two years later, when I was almost fourteen, my mom, Alex, and I returned. Do you remember the Tattoo Killer?"

"Yeah."

"She worked that case. It led her to Vegas. Uncle Gil and them had the case so she had to work with them. He ended up kidnapping us. Me, my mom, Alex, and Uncle Gil. Obviously we were saved and a couple weeks later we were back in DC. I wasn't a virgin when we hooked up because I was raped then."

"He … he raped you?" Allan stood angry.

"No, Mr. Ecklie didn't touch me like that then. It was a different man. He was arrested after confessing to my mom. It was recorded so I didn't have to testify. But I did. We came back to Vegas and left all in one day. He was originally going to get death but made a deal with the DA to get life for his testimony against Mr. Ecklie."

"Is he dead?"

"I don't want to know. What I want is for that to never have happened. To never have run."

"You wouldn't have had Sarah."

"Allan, I also want to go home." He tears fell. "To be … to be back in Jon's arms. It's one of the only places I feel safe."

"Can I make you feel safe?"

"Yes you can." She stood. "I feel safe when my moms around, when Uncle Gil holds me in his arms, when Uncle Jim talks to me, when Jon's with me, and oddly when ever you held me."

"But I hit you."

"That's why I said oddly." She smiled a bit. "I also feel safe when I hold Sarah or I'm with Alex. Allan?"

"Yeah."

"Te … Can her body be moved?"

BASEMENT

They were all speechless as they watched the two men move Isabella's body. Two women then entered and redid the bed with fresh linen. The two hadn't moved the entire time. When they were alone again Lindsey voluntarily gave Allan a hug.

"Thanks for not getting mad at me." She whispered going back to the bed she sat don't. "You don't want to kill me, right?"

"No. I want to make love to you and raise your children."

"Y … you can't." She whispered.

A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Stay tuned for more.