Chapter Six:

Kate sat behind her desk Tony across from her at his. Gibbs was at his while Catherine sat in the middle of the floor looking at blood splatter pictures. Pulling out her phone she pressed two.

"Come on pick up ..." she waited a while. "Hey Gris ... yeah you know that blood splatter book I have in my office ... just get it and open up to page seven and eighteen please ... you remember pages in your books why can't I remember pages in mine ... quite being an ass okay ... Gris please I would like to solve this case and get home ..." she sighed frustrated. A small smile spread across her face. "Hey baby ... no I don't know where your daddy went ... I promise I will call him to make sure he picks you up ... really was it all hairy ... yeah did it feel funny," she laughed lightly. "Yes I'm sure I'm not together with your daddy ... now me and Uncle Gil aren't fighting. Why are you asking all these questions ... put him on ... hey can you tell me what the angel for that blood splatter is ... 45 degrees in which direction ... Well I have a picture of a diagonal blood splatter here from the victim and it is slightly confusing ... well the droplets are to large to be from one stab wound ... yeah two other times ... thanks Gris I forgot to calculate that in ... bye." She hung up.

"What was that?" Tony asked.

"The cast off from the knife I found," she placed three photos out in certain spots on the ground. "Kate come here for me. Tony you too," she looked at Gibbs smirking. He shuck his head and watched. Moving Kate so she was standing just in front of two photos and one behind her she put Tony in front of her. Grabbing a pen she gave it to Tony. "You're going to kill Kate."

"Oh great," Kate said.

"You know you're having fun," Tony smiled.

"Now the first stab wound would have had been to her right abdomen because blood drops are smaller then the others," she pointed to a spot on Kate's side and Tony pretended to stab her with the pen and pulled it back. "See," pointing down at the picture she smiled. "The blood that got on the knife dropped to the ground showing us where he was. The same with the second stab wound but the blood drops were thicker," she pointed to a spot on Kate's left and Tony stabbed her again. "I believe that she then fell backwards onto the bed holding both her wounds," she helped Kate fall backwards. "Now Tony, the killer, would have straddled Kate," she watched as Kate's eyes widened and Tony sat on her. "Then stabbed her in the heart," Gibbs tried to hide his smile as Tony put the pen on Kate's heart. "Then pulled it out to the right at a forty-five degree angel leaving a diagonal cast off and slightly large and thicker spots."

"That is so cool," Tony said still sitting on Kate.

"I love blood," she smiled and walked over to Gibbs as Kate pushed Tony off her. He gave her a twenty dollar bill. "Told you I could get that to happen."

"You're good," Gibbs said smiling.

"Hey someone needs to help them realize their feelings plus I'm bored and I learned something," she smiled sitting on the end of his desk.

"And what is that?"

"That she was originally standing up when attacked. I think it all started in the living room. He saw her leave with the ex went home and waited. When she got home he began to yell at her and soon it escalated to violence. She ran for the bedroom but something changed, some how she pissed him off enough for him to get the knife. He stabbed her twice in front of the bed and she fell backwards. The stab wound to the heart was just a bonus," she paused. "I don't think he originally planned to kill her but make her scared. Make her ... threatened by him. It is possible they have acted this way before."

-Las Vegas-

"Uncle Gil ... I'm hungry," Lindsey pouted. Grissom smiled and stood up. Grabbing her hand he led her from his office and out of the building. Reaching his car he was surprised to find a girl with light brown hair and big blue eyes. She was looking around nervously and when Grissom stepped closer she pointed to her ears. "Who is she?"

"I don't know," Grissom knelt down in front of her. "What is your name?"

"I can't hear you," she cried softly. He nodded and began to sign to her. Eyes widening she smiled. "Aimee Armstrong."

"Lindsey get your phone," he ordered. "Lindsey ... Lindsey," turning he saw a man pointing a gun at Lindsey's head.

"Get in the car," he ordered. "Put Aimee in the back and buckle her up first," he snapped. "Want the kid to die."

"Alright," Grissom said opening the back door. Helping Aimee in he buckled her up. Climbing into the front seat he watched as the man walked around the car and put Lindsey in the back by Aimee. 'Basterd took my gun,' he thought to himself recognize the gun as his. He watched as he climbed in the front started up the Denali and speed from the parking lot and off to the desert.

-Washington D.C.-

"You suspect abuse previously in the house," Kate asked. "Why do you think that?"

"Well I went and talked to Ducky when we got back and he told me x-rays showed previous injuries. Either abuse or she had some bad luck," she shrugged. Her pager went off and she frowned. "Why is he paging me is he expecting me to magically show up at the lab." Pulling her phone she dialed a number. "Sanders why in the hell did you page me ... oh god ... um who is working it ... damn it Greg answer the question ... put Warrick on ... hey Rick remove Sara from the case ... she is to emotionally involved ... yeah like I will ever let that happen ... put Nicky on it ... I know but Sara has feelings for him and we can't risk her emotions getting in the way ... thanks where did it happen ... how in the hell did he do it ... what," she stood from Gibbs desk. "Are you sure ... alright this has just changed this guy has killed two people so far ... yeah he is our suspect ... no, no all of you have to work the case ... tell Ecklie to call me if he has any problems ... hey Rick please call when ever you find something ... I hope so ... yeah I'll be fine here don't worry ... thanks bye," she hung up. "Grissom has been kidnapped."

"How," Kate asked.

"Minn used Aimee as bate. The problem is ... my daughter was taken also. It shows he threaten Grissom with killing Lindsey on the security tape they got. Apparently Aimee was placed in that spot thirty minutes before Grissom even left the building."

"Wow," Kate gasped slightly. "We have run cold here hope they get something."

"We got the computer," she said pulling her cell phone out again. Dialing a number she waited. Getting no reply she hung up. "He will die if I get my hands on him."

"Um ... you okay," Tony asked stepping back slightly. One of the receptionists walked up to Catherine.

"Um ... Ms. Willows there is a man here saying that you have some business to discuss," she said then left.

"Um ... okay," Catherine looked a bit confused. Everyone followed as she made her way to reception. Nearly running into her when she stopped mid-step Tony placed his hands in front of him to keep balance lightly touching her hip. "What in sams hell are you doing here!"

"Come on is that anyway to great me," Eddie Willows spoke slurring slightly. He stumbled over to her obviously drunk. "Give me a kiss baby," he went to touch her cheek but she lifted her hand and pushed his arm aside.

"Eddie what in the hell are you doing here?" She snapped again. "And I won't be giving you a kiss ever."

"Really ... you seemed to enjoy pretty well the other night," he smiled at her. "Sure you don't want to do it again."

"Eddie come with me," she grabbed him by the arm and pulled him off towards the interrogation rooms. The others followed and were quickly joined by Abby, McGee, and Ducky all who had seen the conversation a little ways away. Entering the observation room they saw Catherine standing by the door and Eddie sitting at the table. "Basterd."

"What," he stood getting angry.

"You leave Lindsey at your house alone so that she has to call a cab to get to the lab so she could feel safe! What just so you could come here to get drunk or is there another reason."

"Slimy bitch," he walked over to her. "What did the little tramp tell you?"

"Don't you dare talk about Linds like that," She went to smack him but he grabbed her by the arm and slammed her back against the door. Grabbing her other arm he slammed it against the door. "Let go of me!"

"Not till you apologize ... or I have a little fun," he smirked and moved his head in.

"Let go," she brought her knee up. He moaned in pain and bent down grabbing his crotch.

"Bitch," he wheezed out.

"No Eddie you got it backwards. Care to explain why you left Lindsey home alone? Or why you refuse to even let Ecklie talk to her when she is our only alibi!"

"I don't need a stinkin' alibi," he snapped standing to his full height. She walked around him and to the other side of the table.

"Ed we are suspects in murders!"

"What," Kate said shocked. "Wow ... not what I was expecting but ... how?"

"Shush," Tony said.

"But we aren't the murders," he shrugged. "Plus not like I haven't been in trouble before. You remember that case. Worked it well didn't you. Though I'm sure you got Grissom to do some things for you."

"Still going on about Grissom aren't you. Well sorry to disappoint you but me and Grissom aren't, never were, and never will be in a relationship. Oh and neither were me and Nick or Warrick or any other guy you want to say I slept with while we were married. If you're forgetting it was you who had the affair and blew the marriage down the drain."

"Least I am not flirting with a guy I will never see again," he spoke walking towards her.

"Least I don't bring hookers into my house when Lindsey is just down the hall. Oh or even ... "she closed her eyes as Eddie's fingers lightly come to the side of her face."Eddie stop."

"Oh come on I know you like it," he whispered into his ear stepping closer to her so her back was against the wall. Placing his other hand on her hip he smiled. "Let me make you moan."

"Eddie your drunk," she pushed him away. He came at her again this time with more force. When he began kissing her she pushed him harder so he slammed into the table and fell to the ground. "I said no!"

"You forgot who is in charge here," he snapped coming to his feet and going at her again. This time he grabbed her arm and she winced in pain. "Does that hurt?"

"Eddie ... please ..." she closed her eyes as his grip become tighter. "Ed ... let go of me."

"Not till you tell me weather or not this hurts," he tightened her grip again.

"Yes Eddie it hurts please let go of me now," she relaxed slightly when he released her. "How's your face?"

"Fine," he said and her hand came hard across his facing hitting the bruise that she had caused before.

"Does that hurt," she snapped. "What are you stupid? You knew I had a bruise there. Of course it's going to ..." she stopped talking her air being cut off by his hand coming around her neck. Both her hands went to his wrist trying to pull him off as he easily lifted her feet off the ground.

"You are going to pay for that," he snapped going to tighten his grip but she reached out and clawed him across the face and he dropped her to the ground.

"Ed ... I'm sorry okay," she wheezed out as he went at her again. "Ed ... please ..." again his hand was at her throat but this time his other hand held her wrists. "Ed ... Lindsey ... missing ..." she said trying to breathe. He dropped her to the floor and fell back into the chair. When she looked up at him she saw Gibbs standing in the doorway his gun drawn. The others where behind him. "Ed ... she was taken earlier."

"Oh god ... but ... how ... I thought ... oh god," he said.

"The suspect in my case took Grissom. She had gone to Grissom when you left. She was there ... he ... Eddie we are working to get her back."

"If she isn't dead yet," he snapped his anger coming back. He rushed at her and went to hit her. "How could you let this happen?"

"Eddie," she pleaded as he punched her. Gibbs and Tony were quickly in the room. Gibbs pulled Eddie off and slammed him into the wall while Tony stayed by Catherine's side.

"You okay," Kate asked.

"Yeah ... nothing I can't handle," she rolled her eyes and came to her feet. Walking up behind Gibbs she looked Eddie in the eye. "Eddie stop trying to find someone else to blame for your mistakes. Though it isn't really your fault she had to go to Grissom you were probably drunk at the time and not thinking. But I swear we will get her back," she watched as Gibbs slightly released him. "And the other night meant nothing. So forget it ... I have."

"That's why you used it against Grissom. Rule one huh? Nice little rule you two made up. I looked at the date on the page. Didn't take long for you to make that rule? Seems you aren't that good at following it."

"It happened once Eddie and I swear it will never happen again."

"I know you still love me," he snapped. "I see it in your eyes."

"Yeah I do still love you. The you I first meet. I don't love this you," she pointed to the bruise beginning to form around her eye. "The one that gets jealous when I look at a guy or even talk to one. The one who forces me to take a line of cocaine and then says I need to stop doing coke. The one who comes to work and degrades me in front of everyone. The one who beats me until I'm unconscious on the ground. The one who manipulates me into things I wouldn't normally do," she walked off to the door. "Like breaking rule one."

A/N Okay. What do you think? You like? You hate? Please review. They make me really happy.