this is my first fanfiction so please R&R constructive flames are acceptable, really, i just want to know if anyone's reading it

big thanks to Rudaxf and Disasterfreak for encouraging me- i owe you guys, bigtime

disclamer- the detectives arnt mine, however much i wish they were

A young couple are sitting at a table in a fancy restaurant. The woman looks to be about 20, with slightly curly light brown hair down past her shoulders and dark brown eyes, the man, 25, with short black hair and hazel eyes. Finishing her meal, the woman lays her knife and fork down on her plate before looking shyly at the man and asking "so…what was it that you wanted to talk about?" the man picks up his glass and takes a swallow, watching her from over the rim, when he replaces it, we can se a grin on his face "ahh, yes…there was something…what was it?"
"Come on Phill, don't tease"
Phill's grin widens
"Ok then"
He scrapes back his chair before getting down on one knee and fishing around in his pocket. When he pulls out a little box, the woman's eyes widen and her hands cover her mouth. Flipping open the box, Phill looks her in the eye and asks,
"Rebecca Ashby, will you marry me?"
Rebecca nods her head vigorously and takes her hands away from her mouth to whisper "yes"
Taking her hand, Phill slips the ring on her finger before kissing her

The scene fades into a rain-drenched ally where Phill's body lies staring blindly with one arm outstretched as though reaching for someone or something, in the distance we can her Rebecca screaming "NO! LET ME GO! PHILL! PHIIIL!" and sounds of a struggle

Present day

Lilly Rush ran into the police department, out of breath. Her alarm had neglected to go off this morning and to top that of, the taxi had failed to show up, she was well and truly, late for work. As she ran, the doors of the lift started to slide shut "no, no, no no, NO!" mentally, she tried to will the doors to stay open for 10 more seconds, but, to her annoyance, they shut in 2.
"Drat" she muttered before heading for the stairs
"This is not my day"

When she reached headquarters, she saw to her dismay, Scotty, Vera, Jeffries and Stillman all gathered in Stillman's office, this could only mean that a new lead had come up

"DEFINATLY not my day" she moaned to herself as she dumped her bag at her desk and hurrying over. Irritated, tired and uncomfortable in her suit and it wasn't even 9! Not the best way to start.

Not wanting to interrupt, she opened the door as quietly as possible, but she may as well not have bothered for all the good it did

"Sorry, my alarm didn't go off" even after her explanation, she could almost hear them saying

"LILLY RUSH, late?" feeling slightly embarrassed and more that a little annoyed, she pointedly looked at Stillman and asked

" So, what's happening?" taking the hint, Stillman continued with what he had been about to say before she arrived

"April 19th, 2004, Phillip Richards..." here he handed a small ID photo to Scotty "… was found, stabbed to death in a back street ally that leads of Vivian street. On the same night, his fiancée, Rebecca Ashby…" he handed the second photo to Jeffries "… vanished, the last person to see the couple was... Bruce Adams, when Phillip picked Rebecca up from her work"

"And why are we interested now?" asked Scotty who sounded anything but interested and rather grumpy. Picking up a video from his desk, Stillman inserted it into the video player and hit the 'play' button

"this was sent to us 2 days ago, but courtesy of our prompt delivery service, arrived today". An image of Rebecca Ashby appeared on the screen, tears were running down her cheeks and she looked terrified, in the corner of the screen is the end of a gun pointing at her head, she took a shaky breath and started to read of a piece of paper

"My name is Rebecca Ashby, I was kidnapped in 2004 after witnessing my fiancé, Phillip Richards death, for the past year I have been held in an unknown location with a regular supply of food and water but soon I will be disposed of…" here the tape skipped and when it started again, there was blood on her face and she was crying harder "…disposed of and my captor will seek his next victim." She looked up from the paper on her lap and straight into Lilly's eyes

"stop him" she whispered. The tape ended, leaving Lilly staring at the blue screen and the other detectives watching her.

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