TITLE: STOLEN IDENTITY

CASE #: 3

DISCLAIMER: UNFORTUNATLEY I DON"T OWN ANY OF THEM.

Chapter 8

Lindsey waited patiently in the front seat of the Tahoe for whom she thought as Gil Grissom to return when she heard a soft moan come from the back seat.

As afraid as this made her Lindsey unbuckled her seat belt and climbed into the back of the suv.

"Mommy?" she yelled when she saw the women tied up in the trunk "Mommy are you okay?" she called as she reached out to the remove that tape and tried to untie her.

"What's going on mommy why did Grissom tie you up?"

Catherine quickly sat up "Lindsey listen to me, whatever that man says to you, You have to understand that he is not Gil Grissom, He is just a man that looks like Gil.

Lindsey looked at her mother with a confused expression. "I know it's hard to understand baby but you have to believe me."

Lindsey pulled and tugged at the ropes that bound her mother's hands together but she was unsuccessful. "Mommy, I can't get the knots out they are too tight."

Catherine kissed her daughter on the forehead "It's okay, I need you to go get some help baby. Okay, go to a house maybe a few doors down and tell them that you need the police and detective Brass from the Las Vegas Crime Lab okay? Can you do that for me?"

Lindsey shook her head and kissed her mother. " I love you mommy." she smiled as she opened the door slowly and jumped out of the Tahoe.

After escaping the Tahoe Lindsey was playing it safe. She looked around her and back at the house to make sure he was not coming. She then took a step forward and then another. After feeling that it was completely safe Lindsey got ready to run.

As she stepped out onto the road a hand grabbed her. "Lindsey, sweetheart where are you going?" Lindsey looked back at the man. Millions of thoughts went through her mind and she did not know what to do. What if this was really Grissom and the other man was in his house. What if it was the bad guy? Who could she trust?

Not wanting to take any chances Lindsey tried to pull away as he wrapped his arm around her clamped a hand over her mouth and carried her back to the Tahoe.

Lindsey began to kick and fight the man and tried to wriggle out of his grasp. Martin carried Lindsey into his house and through the kitchen. "You have to stop this Lindsey," he yelled as he made his way to the guest room. "This behaviour has to stop, we can't have you acting this way, it will ruin everything."

Martine sung open the bedroom door and pushed her inside, "I am going to get your mommy, and the were are going to have something to eat, you behave yourself."

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Out in the Tahoe Catherine struggled with her ropes but could not break free of the restraints.

Catherine looked out the trunk window to make sure the coast was clear and she opened the trunk. As she stepped out Catherine looked over her shoulder. Letting out a deep sigh she put her feet to the ground and ran to the drivers side door, and crouched down on the ground hiding her self behind the front tire.

Martin came out of his house, when he noticed the trunk was open he ran to the trunk to find that Catherine was gone.

Catherine watched his feet from under the vehicle and slowly moved her self away from him. Knowing that she could not keep this game up for long. Catherine decided to make her move.

She would run full speed into the house and barricade the door. It would render him helpless for a few minutes and that was all she needed to call for help.

Catherine watched his feet disappear when he climbed into the tahoe to check out the back seat.

She took a deep breath jumped to her feet and took off running toward the house.

Martin climbed across the seat and chased after her only to see the front door slam in his face.