Case #4: Terror streak
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Do not own them, you know this and I know this
"So do we know where this Paul Winters guy lives?" Warrick said as he entered the break room
"Brass was on his way to the address on file about an hour ago, he should be back with some news soon." Nick answered first
"I hope he finds something, I mean if this guy is as dangerous as the file says and he has Gil and Catherine, then we might be shocked by the outcome of this whole thing." Sara paused " could you imagine not working with Gil or Catherine, coming to working knowing we could not save either if them."
Warrick made a face at her comment
"I don't think I would be able to do it" Sara finished " I don't think I would want to do it"
"We are not going to think like that, we already agreed on it, no negative thoughts, we are going to find them."
At that moment Brass raced into the break room " I just talked with Paul 's brother Jacob, at first he said he had not seen Paul since he borrowed his truck last, but I knew that he was hiding something so I had him brought who wants to take a whack at him?"
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Paul entered the dark room and switched on the light.
The brightness that lit the room glared off of her glossy eyes and she winced in pain at the affect it was having on her headache.
Paul walked over to Catherine watching the look on Gil's face as he did so. Gil glared at him
"What?" Paul said sarcastically and sat down on the bed beside Catherine.
Catherine quickly sat up and shifted her body as far away from his as she could.
"You cop friend visited my brother" he turned to Catherine "I don't know why, my bro would never give me away, he is in it as much as I am."
Catherine did not say anything to him; instead she kept her eyes on Gil.
"Look at me when I speak to you" Paul snapped and grabbed her face " you don't get it do you? You belong to me until I am done with you, you will obey me" he yelled gripping her face tighter and tighter.
Catherine struggled to get out of his grip but it was a big waste of time, because Paul was not letting go.
"What are you going to do about this Gil?" he turned his glance toward the man who was giving the evil eye.
"Wow" Paul began "if looks could kill" he stood up, letting go of her face and walked over to Gil
"Well" he squatted down in front of him " What are you going to do?"
Gil pretended to be oblivious to what was happening "what do you mean" he commented seeing that his tone was making Paul angry.
"Play dumb then" Paul stood up " but when I am touching her and making love to her, you won't be such a smart ass then, I bet you will be begging me to stop." Paul paused and a sick and twisted smile appeared across his face.
"Beg," he said to Gil
Gil made a face " what?"
Paul squatted back down and got in Gil's face, he was so close Gil's nose was touching his.
"I want to hear you beg" Paul whispered, " go ahead, big shot, beg for her"
Gil shook his head " that's ridiculous"
"Fine have it your way" Paul stood up and walked away from Gil and back over to Catherine.
"He won't beg for you sweetheart" he smiled " what does that mean to you?"
Paul looked back over at Gil " I think it means, he doesn't care, that he would not take the time or make the effort to try and stop something bad from happening to you."
Gil looked over at Catherine "don't listen to him" he said to her "she knows how I feel about her" he yelled directing his anger at Paul " she's knows I would fight to the end for her"
"Really" Paul began "then beg"
Gil sat in silence, ignoring his commands
"Okay" Paul said as he grabbed Catherine and pushed her down.
"Wait" Gil yelled, " I'll do it"
Paul ignored him and continued what he had started and got on top of Catherine who was now screaming and kicking her feet.
Paul ran his hands across the front of Catherine's midriff and back again
"Your skin is so smooth" he whispered into her ear " your amazing"
"Paul" Gil yelled " I said I would do it, please leave her alone, don't hurt her like this, you don't have to"
Gil yelled trying to break free from his restraints " Paul please just stop this"
Paul kissed Catherine and rolled off of her " very good" he clapped his hands, " begging is one of your skills I see" he laughed and turned to Catherine who was trembling in fear " so, maybe he does care."
