TITLE: STOLEN IDENTITY

CASE #: 3

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

Chapter 15

This is Martin Franks Point of view again

I know I got to him. That man that sits on my bedroom floor wishing he could cut into me like a carving turkey. He would love nothing more then to eliminate me. Can I blame him? I have taken over the most important things in his life.

As I sit at the table with these two special people I can't help but smile to my self. I have won. I have finally come out on top.

All my life I have wanted to belong, to be someone important and now I am. We will be happier in time. They have to get used to a new city and a new identity but they are strong and we are a family now.

Me, Catherine and our little girl Lindsey.

Who could have thought being someone else could be so fulfilling?

Catherine made a delicious meal, although I don't feel much like eating. As I peer across the table neither does she. I wonder what could be the matter.

I see her glaring at me from time to time. Like she wants to rip my face off, but I know deep down she can't help but love me. After all I am Gil Grissom.

Lindsey, my own daughter won't look at me. Sometimes kids can be so unpredictable. I wish some one had warned me that she could get a little rough. I tried to calm her before I sat down to eat. I tried to hug her like a good father would. Like Gil would. But she pushed me away and screamed, like I was some kind of monster. I wonder what is wrong with her?

As I watch Catherine across from me I can't help but think that I am one of the luckiest men in the world.

I can almost taste the freedom. It only a few hours the three of us will be hitting the road heading for a new home in L.A. .I know it's not Las Vegas but it is somewhere we can start a fresh life as the Grissom family. Everything is already set up; I have a home and a job waiting for me. I am always prepared. Gil Grissom is always prepared.

She is watching me again. So I think that it is time to get Lindsey ready for bed. Either she eats or she doesn't.

As I go over to summon Lindsey from her chair, my wife blocks me and says, "get away from my child."

Can you believe her? Get away from my child. Who does she think she is? Why won't she respect me?

I push Catherine aside. I mean if this family thing is going to be successful, she needs to let me be a parent to.

As I pull Lindsey from her chair the women persists and I have to straighten her out. Lindsey is screaming at the top of her lungs. Catherine is clawing wildly at me and then she has the audacity to pull a knife from her pants. How dare she.

I try to calm my self as I successfully manoeuvre the knife from her tight grip. And carry Lindsey off to her bedroom with Catherine pulling at me the whole way.

Nothing is going as planned. This is all wrong it's all wrong and I can't take it. This is not how I thought it would be. It's not how it is supposed to be. Why won't they give me a break? Why are they acting so different? Why don't they love me?

They should be bowing at my feet. They should be telling me they care and that they love me. After all I am Gil Grissom. Why would they not love me?

This was kind of weird one, just to kind of show that he is stubborn and when he wants something or has an idea in his head he won't let it go.

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