URBAN LEGEND...chapter 13

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to do with Urban legends used within the fic

Gil backed away from the table and toward the door where Warrick had thrown a chair to get Catherine and Lindsey out of the room.

Out side the four of them gathered in the parking lot.

Gil headed toward Catherine knowing how much she despised spiders.

"You okay?" he asked grabbing her hands as she furiously dusted and shook off her clothes.

"Catherine!" he stopped her again " There gone."

Catherine looked up at him and shook her head " Gross" she whispered

Gil nodded " Weird" he replied pulling her into a hug " but were all fine now. " he pulled away " Linds? You okay?"

Lindsey nodded "Yeah, uncle Gil, I'm fine."

Gil turned back to Catherine " I'm gonna call Brass and the some kind of exterminator or something." He paused noticing she was extremely shaken. " You sure your okay?"

Catherine nodded " Just don't like spiders that's all."

Gil nodded as he pulled out his phone and turned his back to Catherine. Brass?" he began his conversation

"Gil?" Catherine whispered to him " Gil?"

Gil raised his hand to her as if to tell her one minute

Catherine tried again " Gil" she paused "Spider"

Gil stopped talking he could have sworn he heard her say spider.

Gil turned to her

"on your back" she backed away "it's on your back."

Not wanting to startle the spider Gil stood as still as possible, the cell phone still in his hands. He could feel the spider slowly crawling up his back. Normally Gil would be okay with this, if it were his spider. But it wasn't and he didn't want to be bit.

Brass who was still on the other end of the phone call disconnected and called him back.

The cell phone in Gil's hand started to ring and vibrate, which in his state scared him and he his body in reaction jumped.

This startled the spider and sent him darting up toward Gil's neck, before he could react the spider bit down. Gil quickly knocked it off of his neck and looked around.

"Gil?" Catherine whispered, not sure if his body was reacting to the bite or if he was just in shock.

Gil fell to the ground not quite certain of what happened next.

Gil woke up in his bed, he wasn't sure how he got there or what he was doing there but that's where he was.

He slowly sat up " What's going on?" he turned to Catherine who was sitting beside him.

"You got bit" she replied plainly Doctor said and I quote a tarantulas bite is not that serious, no worse then a bee sting."

"What about the bite...I don't..my neck..I'm numb" he stammered

"Your numb because that's what happens when you get bit by a Tarantula, you know this, you have some swelling too, but nothing we can do about it unless it stops you from breathing." she snickered

Gil nodded how was his funny to her? " It's not funny Cath"

She sighed " I know, but what else can we do to past the time," she paused " I thought I was going to lose you, and when the guy was after me, I thought I would never see you or Lindsey again.I was scared..I don't get that often"

"It's normal...to be honest I was pretty freaked out when the cactus blew up..." he stopped resting against his pillow " Do we know who sent it?"

Catherine shrugged " Nope but I think.." she stopped " Did you hear that?"

Gil sat up again " Hear what?"

Catherine shook her head " Never mind, it must be Warrick "

"Warrick?" he asked

"No one goes home alone remember?"

Gil nodded " Lindsey? Where is she?"

Catherine pointed toward the floor " Didn't want the couch, didn't want to share the bed with us."

"You want something to drink?" she flipped off the covers

"I guess" he replied as she headed toward his kitchen.

Gil rested backward and sighed. They had all been through so much in the past week, heck, in this one night. All he wanted to do was find out who was doing this so they could go on with there lives, but no one came to mind.

Warrick rolled over in the bed, he wasn't really sleeping, closed his eyes a few times, but he wasn't much in the mood for it. He wanted this to end just as much as the other. He wanted everything to be back like it was. Someone was trying to ruin the night shift and slowly they were exceeding.

He tossed around a little bit more before he found an actual comfortable spot. He wished he was in his own bed, instead of Gil's spare bedroom but until this guy who was after them was caught, none of them were allowed to be alone.All he knew was that everyone on his shift had been put thorough some kind of traumatic event and he was the only one left.

Once again he flipped over on his side this time facing away from the closet door. He was even aware that it slowly opened up and a masked figure stepped out.

Catherine rummaged around in the fridge and found two bottles of water near the back.

Closing the fridge with her foot she headed back down the hallway. Passing the room Warrick was in she heard some muffled noises.

Catherine stopped and knocked on the door " Warrick?" You okay?" she pushed the door open and stuck her head inside.

She couldn't see that well but from where she was Warrick appeared to be asleep. She reached for the light switch and stopped she didn't want to risk waking him. So she slowly closed the door and headed back to her room.

The next morning they were awaken by the constant ringing of a cell phone.

Catherine shot out of bed thinking it was hers she hobbled toward her purse.

Finding out it was neither her phone or Gil's she headed toward the bedroom Warrick was asleep in.

"Warrick?" she knocked on the door " Warrick that's your phone."

Not wanting to walk in on him, Catherine went back to wake Gil.

Gil was sitting up put of bed when she returned

"will you go in and get Warrick to answer his phone?"

Gil furrowed his brow, nodded and slowly got up..

He knocked once on Warrick's door, called to him and pushed inside.

"Warrick!" Your phone!" Gil called to his sleeping form. When Warrick didn't budge he headed toward his jacket and found his cell phone, turning it off he looked back at Warrick, Who still hadn't turned over, but was making a strange gurgling sound.

Gil walked around to see what was wrong.

Underneath him was a pool of blood dripping from his wound, soaking into the bed and onto the floor.

Gil turned and yelled to Catherine to call an ambulance.

Gil checked Warrick's pulse. low but still there.

At the door Catherine was standing with the phone, a gasp escaped her lips when she saw the wounded man.

"There is still a pulse, but I don't want to move him" he pulled her away but Catherine was still staring.

Gil turned to see what she was looking at, there on the wall written in blood, probably Warrick's was a message.

"Aren't You Glad You Didn't Turn on the Light?"