sorry for the long wait. the next chapter will be up a lot quicker. thanks for your patience and thanks to all of the reviewers. you guys make me think i'm doing something right. this chapter's kinda short. the next one will be longer i promise.
Sara couldn't believe he'd followed her all the way home. She'd regretted telling him no the second the words left her mouth, but she wasn't going to leave herself open for him to hurt her again.
She turned the key to her apartment and turned the knob. The door was locked. Confused, she checked to see if she'd used the right key. Then she tried it again. This time the door opened no problem. She just shrugged and stepped inside, closing the door behind her and setting her things on the floor. She reached over to a lamp to turn it on. There was no bulb.
'Just have to open the curtains,' she thought and started to walk toward the window. He grabbed her before she'd taken two steps.
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Catherine looked down at her watch for the tenth time. It wasn't like Sara to be late. They needed to get back to the house and look for evidence of a second killer, but Sara was fifteen minutes late for the start of shift. Catherine shifted her weight. She didn't want to panic Grissom, but Sara hadn't answered her cell phone either. She thought for a moment, then ran to Grissom's office.
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Grissom was looking over a reminder about employee evaluations. He hated this part of his job. He'd much rather be in the field than behind a desk, but his postion put him there alot. His head jerked up when Catherine burst through the door. "Gil.... did.... Sara call.... you?," she sputtered breathlessly.
His eyes grew wide. Sara wasn't in work and she hadn't called off.
"Sit down," he ordered. "When you catch your breath meet me at Sara's."
"Gil.... don't go.... alone."
"I'm taking Nick."
She nodded and he rushed out, grabbing Nick on his way to the parking lot.