Case #4: Terror streak

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Do not own them

Catherine tugged on her restraints as Paul made his way back to her.

"Love is a funny thing," he whispered "Does it hurt?" he turned to her " being in love I mean, I heard that it can be painful sometimes."

Catherine's heart began to race when Paul lie down on the bed next to her.

"Do you love him?" Paul whispered in her ear "He loves you, he loves you so much and it kills him, I mean really tear him up inside when I do something like this to you"

Paul rolled over and landed on top of her once again. Catherine knew he was just trying to rattle Gil, and it was working like a charm.

"Gil" she called when she looked over and saw him struggling with his restraints " just calm down he just wants to get you upset"

Paul straddled her and laughed "she's right you know, I do enjoy watching you freak out, it's a thrill for me, and hell for you, you have no idea what I going to do next and you hate not being in control"

Paul stood up from the bed and pulled the syringe out of his pants pocket and walked over to Gil who was now rested up against the wall trying to remove his ties.

"Why do you been bother?" Paul bent down and grabbed his arm "this won't hurt" he whispered as he stuck the syringe in to Gil's arm " it will just put you to sleep for awhile" Paul emptied the contents of the syringe in to Gil's arm. "It won't be long now," he said as he stood up. " Not long at all"

Gil watched Paul walk back over to Catherine.

"Wait.." Gil began to speak " Cath…" he spoke but his words began to slur, " Please…. don't" was that last thing he said and Gil was out cold.

Catherine watched in horror as Gil's body slumped slowly over and on to the cement floor.

Catherine tried to hold the tears back " Gil" she whispered. Catherine glanced over at Paul who was now sitting beside her.

"Gil" she whispered again " is he?"

Paul knew what she was asking and thought he would make her suffer for a while " it depends" he spoke " I mean, the syringe was full, it could be an overdose, I guess we will have to wait and see if he ever wakes up" he smirked

Paul stroked Catherine's tear stained face " you're perfect" he whispered "absolutely perfect"

Paul stood up and walked over to Gil's motionless body and nudged him with his foot " yeah he looks like he is still alive"

Paul bent down and pulled Gil's body off the floor and dragged him over to a chair resting on the far wall of the room.

After propping Gil up in the chair and securing his restrains to both legs of the chair and the back of the chair he positioned him in the middle of the room facing the bed Catherine lay on.

"Perfect view" he said with a chuckle as he spoke to a deeply sedated Gil Grissom.

1010101010

Sara, Nick, Warrick and Brass watched Jacob Winters through the one way glass.

"Do you think he knows where they are?" Nick turned to Warrick " I mean if his brother is his only relative alive he must know where he is"

Warrick nodded his head " I feel so useless just standing here, he knows where they are, the son of a bitch is lying, I know it"

Sara cut in " maybe.. But then again why spill the beans and rat out his brother and then leave out that one important detail, maybe he really doesn't know where they are"

As soon as Sara finished her comment three pairs of angry eyes stared at her in disbelief

"Well I am just saying, he told you everything, if he wanted to be immune from a life sentence then he would have spoke up if he knew where they were."

Brass did not say a word; he just looked over at Warrick who was flaming

" We know that you have issues with Catherine" he began "but she works with you. And I know you hate her for the relationship her and Gil have but you have to et it go, you are either part of this team or you're not so if you want to go and listen and believe everything this crazy guy is telling you then that's fine, we don't need your help in this investigation, if you don't want to give it"

Sara stood in shock, with her mouth slightly ajar as Warrick ripped into her

"Warr.." she began " I m sorry, I want to find them just as much as you, but Jacob Winters is not talking, what else do we have to go on, I just think that he has told us all he knows, I'm sorry"

Warrick his head " no, I am , I just , I hate this, the fact that I can't do my job when it is most important, to the people I care about"