Ashton sat quietly, not that she had a choice, on a chair in the
corner of a room. She was gagged and her hands bound. She looked around
franticly, looking for a way out if she ever managed to get free. She
recognized the scene, the same as all the other deaths she'd been working
on in the crime lab with her father and greg. Young girl, tied to a chair,
gagged and in a dark room. She had been on the chase for only a week and
she knew that her kidnapper was the murderer they'd been after.
Her side hurt, she assumed because of the major cut that was across it. She couldn't remember how she has received it, but she did know that it wouldn't be long before she bleed to death. Her head her from the struggle, she couldn't remember that either but knew that their had to be one because she wouldn't have given up without a fight. The old bandana that sat in her mouth tasted of sweat and it made her gag as she thought about where and what it had been threw. There were no windows in the strange room, and only one door, that was closed, leaving the room completely dark. She couldn't have seen her hand in front, even if she could have raised it in her line of vision. She sobbed quietly as she thought about how frantic her father would be, and Greg! They were close all right, even if her father didn't know how close.
They weren't going out, but she felt a lot closer to him that to any of the others at the lab. She could talk to him and she could tell him things that she could never tell her sister or her father. She knew that no matter what he wouldn't say a word and that he wouldn't tell a sole anything that she would tell him, unless of course she was in danger.
***** Nick ran as fast as he could to Grissom's office, frantic (just as Aston assumed) that he couldn't find his daughter. Grissom sat calmly, as always, at his desk looking over some final detail on a case before it went to trial. "Grissom, she's gone!!!" he cried as he slamed his hands palm down on his desk. "Who's gone?" he asked, not even looking up from his case work. "Ashton, he got her!" Of course, Grissom had not clue who 'he' was but still shrugged. "What are you talking about, I saw Ashton 10 minutes ago," he looked up from his paper work into Nick's confused eyes, "she picked up some stuff for Mally, and was off again." He put the papers down and stood up. "What??" Nick said as he stood up straight and faced him, then a thought came to mind, "what was she wearing?" Grissom lifted an eyebrow at the question; confused to how he didn't know what his own daughter had been wearing that day. "Nick, she's your daughter," he said as he walked over to the door to his office, "Didn't you notice what she was wearing today?" "Just answer me!!" Nick cryed as she spun around and faced Grissom face to face. "Pink skirt and a white top," he replied, surprised that Nick had actually snapped at him, "Now will you tell me why?" "Because, "Nick mumbled, "They pulled the switch!" he swore under his breath as he walked out and headed down the hall towards where Mally and Kat were working.
*******
Ashton couldn't help but struggle against her restraints. They were way to tight and they were really starting to hurt her. She struggled against the ropes, with no result they remained strong. Ashton took in a deep breath as the door swung open, revealing her captor.
The man stood in the doorway and only looked like a silhouette to Ashton's sensitive eyes. She moaned and closed her eyes as the light from the hallway entered the room, burning her eyes. The man laughed as he saw the young 16-year-old struggle to get away as her fear became evident.
"Don't bother to struggle," the man's voice was hard and cold, "You're not going anywhere!" he walked over to her and pulled the gag out of her mouth, then slapped her across the face, making her whimper like an abused dog.
"What do you want?" she cried, bringing her eyes reluctantly up to meet his, "What have I done?" The man's smiled down at her, which really made her feel uneasy.
"You were getting way to close to solving your, well, my case," the man replied, "And I can't let that happen, now can I?" he's smile suddenly disappeared, "You smart ass little bitch! I never thought in a million year that a 16-year-old girl would figure it out," he grinned, "But you did!"
Ashton took in a deep breath and asked the question that had been burning in her mind sense she had awakened, "What are you going to do with me?"
*******
Nick walked into the lab where Mally sat quietly thinking to herself, about her case and stuff (and stuff means her sister).
"Why'd you do it?" he demanded.
"Do what?" Mally asked as she put down her papers.
"The switch!" She looked away from him, his eyes tarring her apart, "Why did you cover for her?"
"She wanted to cut work for a bit," she lied, and she knew that he knew it too.
"I know that she went after the attic killer," Mally looked up, amazed that her father knew, but he was a third level CSI after all. "Mally," his voice went from angry to worried, "I need to know where she went, I need to know everything." He looked down at her, she nodded slowly in agreement.
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I realize that this isn't all that long, but there's only so much that I can say. The remanding chapters will be a lot longer (And I know that I've said that before) but there's several problems that occur and a lot of detail coming up that if vital to the story. So keep reading and you'll see that the chapters will get longer. R&R Please!
Her side hurt, she assumed because of the major cut that was across it. She couldn't remember how she has received it, but she did know that it wouldn't be long before she bleed to death. Her head her from the struggle, she couldn't remember that either but knew that their had to be one because she wouldn't have given up without a fight. The old bandana that sat in her mouth tasted of sweat and it made her gag as she thought about where and what it had been threw. There were no windows in the strange room, and only one door, that was closed, leaving the room completely dark. She couldn't have seen her hand in front, even if she could have raised it in her line of vision. She sobbed quietly as she thought about how frantic her father would be, and Greg! They were close all right, even if her father didn't know how close.
They weren't going out, but she felt a lot closer to him that to any of the others at the lab. She could talk to him and she could tell him things that she could never tell her sister or her father. She knew that no matter what he wouldn't say a word and that he wouldn't tell a sole anything that she would tell him, unless of course she was in danger.
***** Nick ran as fast as he could to Grissom's office, frantic (just as Aston assumed) that he couldn't find his daughter. Grissom sat calmly, as always, at his desk looking over some final detail on a case before it went to trial. "Grissom, she's gone!!!" he cried as he slamed his hands palm down on his desk. "Who's gone?" he asked, not even looking up from his case work. "Ashton, he got her!" Of course, Grissom had not clue who 'he' was but still shrugged. "What are you talking about, I saw Ashton 10 minutes ago," he looked up from his paper work into Nick's confused eyes, "she picked up some stuff for Mally, and was off again." He put the papers down and stood up. "What??" Nick said as he stood up straight and faced him, then a thought came to mind, "what was she wearing?" Grissom lifted an eyebrow at the question; confused to how he didn't know what his own daughter had been wearing that day. "Nick, she's your daughter," he said as he walked over to the door to his office, "Didn't you notice what she was wearing today?" "Just answer me!!" Nick cryed as she spun around and faced Grissom face to face. "Pink skirt and a white top," he replied, surprised that Nick had actually snapped at him, "Now will you tell me why?" "Because, "Nick mumbled, "They pulled the switch!" he swore under his breath as he walked out and headed down the hall towards where Mally and Kat were working.
*******
Ashton couldn't help but struggle against her restraints. They were way to tight and they were really starting to hurt her. She struggled against the ropes, with no result they remained strong. Ashton took in a deep breath as the door swung open, revealing her captor.
The man stood in the doorway and only looked like a silhouette to Ashton's sensitive eyes. She moaned and closed her eyes as the light from the hallway entered the room, burning her eyes. The man laughed as he saw the young 16-year-old struggle to get away as her fear became evident.
"Don't bother to struggle," the man's voice was hard and cold, "You're not going anywhere!" he walked over to her and pulled the gag out of her mouth, then slapped her across the face, making her whimper like an abused dog.
"What do you want?" she cried, bringing her eyes reluctantly up to meet his, "What have I done?" The man's smiled down at her, which really made her feel uneasy.
"You were getting way to close to solving your, well, my case," the man replied, "And I can't let that happen, now can I?" he's smile suddenly disappeared, "You smart ass little bitch! I never thought in a million year that a 16-year-old girl would figure it out," he grinned, "But you did!"
Ashton took in a deep breath and asked the question that had been burning in her mind sense she had awakened, "What are you going to do with me?"
*******
Nick walked into the lab where Mally sat quietly thinking to herself, about her case and stuff (and stuff means her sister).
"Why'd you do it?" he demanded.
"Do what?" Mally asked as she put down her papers.
"The switch!" She looked away from him, his eyes tarring her apart, "Why did you cover for her?"
"She wanted to cut work for a bit," she lied, and she knew that he knew it too.
"I know that she went after the attic killer," Mally looked up, amazed that her father knew, but he was a third level CSI after all. "Mally," his voice went from angry to worried, "I need to know where she went, I need to know everything." He looked down at her, she nodded slowly in agreement.
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I realize that this isn't all that long, but there's only so much that I can say. The remanding chapters will be a lot longer (And I know that I've said that before) but there's several problems that occur and a lot of detail coming up that if vital to the story. So keep reading and you'll see that the chapters will get longer. R&R Please!
