Catherine and Grissom sat on the couch. It had been almost three hour since they had been back from the bank and they were still waiting for the phone call.
"What if they are hurting her, what if they are."
Grissom cut her off "They gave he word that they would not hurt her and I don't think they will now we just have to think positive, Lindsey will be just fine I know it."
He hugged her again "We just need to be patient"
Catherine looked around the room; it seemed so weird, so different since Lindsey was gone.
An hour or so more had passed and the phone rang. Catherine sat up and the couch and saw Grissom asleep in the chair.
"Hello" she said
"Do you have our money?" the voices on the other end asked
"Yes, is she still okay" she responded, " I need to know or you get nothing!"
The man on the other line put Lindsey on the phone
"Mommy I am okay, they are being nice to me, Mommy can I come home now?"
Tears came to Catherine's eyes "Yeah baby I am going to come get you"
The man came back on the other line
" Meet me in the parking lot of the recording studio, you know where he was shot that night. Oh and don't bring the cops or Grissom."
Catherine hung up the phone and grabbed the money and jumped in her car, not even telling Grissom where she was going.
Grissom's eyes opened to the sound of the door slamming and her raced out side I time to see Catherine pull out of the driveway. He jumped in his Denali and followed her.
Catherine pulled into the parking lot and got out of her car with the money in hand.
Grissom pulled up beside her.
"Grissom what the hell are you doing they said to come alone you need to get out of here now"
Grissom grabbed her am
"What were you thinking not telling me where you were going? That was stu-"
Grissom was cut off by the sound of a big van pulling up and the door slamming open and two men dressed in black jumped out and pushed Grissom out of the way.
"We said come alone"
The man grabbed the money from her hand and the other man grabbed her.
"Let go of me. Give me my daughter please…. Grissom help me"
Catherine screamed as the man shoved her into the van. She bit the man's arm and he winced in pain and in return slapped her in the face.
Grissom stood up. His head spinning from hen he hit the ground, he heard Catherine's screams for help as the van door closed and they drove way.
Grissom got in his truck and tried to follow them, in the mean time he got the numbers off the license plate and raced back to Brass.