A/N: Okay I know it has been a long time since my last update but I have been kind of busy with school and I was going to post sometime last week but I had to get ready for a camping trip I was going on with my dad. Had lots of fun four wheeling and got some good ideas for stories and my WIP. So here I go with this chapter hope you like it

Chapter 8

-Unknown Basement-

It was quiet but very loud. She couldn't think of anything but the safety of her mother, Alex, and hurting Ecklie in some way or killing him. Many ideas came to her but all came with consequences she didn't want. As she watched Alex study Grissom she sighed. She may be angry that Grissom had told her to shut up she wanted him to hold her. But like her mother she refused to let him because she had to be strong. Had to remain strong or everything would fall apart. It was her job to keep her and Alex safe not Grissom's.

He hardly knew Alex, of course she knew that he probably felt like he has before not and loves him a lot, she felt it was her job and was going to keep that job. Weight in her lap made her look down at the small boy and she forced herself to smile. He frowned at her. "Everything will be okay Windsey," he whispered and she kissed him lightly on the head.

"I know," she whispered back softy. It was as though both wanted to keep the silence which now engulfed them. She found it odd that he was very smart and had some hard words down perfectly but still called her Windsey. In fact that had been his first word Windsey. It had made her mom laugh so much that she too started to laugh. They had been at an FBI party so there laughter had made the entire room start laughing. Alex loved the attention so much that he just began to say Windsey over and over again with a large smile. Thinking back to that event she held him tighter and smiled. "I'll make everything okay again."

"I know you will Windsey," he smiled at her happily wrapping his little arms around her and hugging her. "You always do."

"Yeah," her eyes traveled to Grissom and she bit her lip. He was her godfather right. So why be angry at him. He was only trying to protect her from the horrible truth. 'Mom did that with dad and look what happened,' she reminded herself. Gulping she stood to her feet and walked over to Grissom. Bending to her knees she handed Alex over.

"Windsey," He asked confused.

"I'm still here," she sat next to them. Grissom placed his arm around her and pulled her close. She held back the tears. "I'm sorry I was angry at you." The sound of Alex yawning stopped his response.

-Some House-

She had followed him unwillingly up to the kitchen of the house. For some reason she thought it looked familiar but couldn't place it. He had left her alone in the kitchen so she had begun to search around. Opening one draw she found a photo album she recognized. Pulling it from the drawer she went to open it when a hand gripped her wrist and pull her around forcibly. "Naughty naughty."

"Let go of me," she struggled to release her hand causing the robe she wore to slip off her shoulder. The feeling of cold air on her shoulder and a little of her chest made her stop and go to fix the robe. A fabric being forced into her hand shocked her and she looked at the silk dress now in her hands. Looking confused at Ecklie she waited for his explanation. When none came she went to release the clothes but his hand gripped around hers making her hold them. "Ecklie what the hell are you up to?"

"I do not eat dinner with a woman in a robe. You'll get changed in the bathroom down the hall," he lead her to the bathroom and walked off leaving the door open. "The door remains open," he called back when she went to shut it.

Ten minutes later she stood in front of the mirror looking at the elegant dress. It was red with two very thin straps holding it up. Her back was bar showing off her lower back while the front showed some cleavage but not so much that it wasn't still elegant. The hem of the dress reached down to the ground and fanned out around her if she had no shoes on but with the shoes he had supplied at the door it brushed the ground ever so slightly. A slit in the side of her left leg went all the way up to mid-thigh showing off her leg. She couldn't help but smile at how beautiful the dress looked. Something shinny on the sink caught her attention and she looked down at the diamond necklace and she gasped. 'Wow.'

-Crime Lab-

Everyone was gathered in the meeting room at the lab. They had already gone through all their evidence which lead them only to the fact that they had four missing people and one suspect. The CSIs were quietly going through the files of the previous victims and all the evidence collected. Occasionally they would point something out to the others then take a note of it. The agents were acting differently though they were talking out the case. At the moment Black had just hung up his phone and sighed.

"That was the Director," Black informed the other Agents and the CSIs who were both listening and going over evidence at the same time. Though the Agents thought they weren't.

"What he want," One of the youngest Agents by the name of Andrews asked.

"Well your dad," Black said making the agent blush. "Wanted to know why he hasn't heard from Agent Willows about the case for awhile."

"Not reporting to your supervisor when needed is a bad moved Agent Black," Warrick spoke up making the CSIs smile. Sara looked at Warrick who was looking at her.

"Still won't let that drop will you," She replied smirking. "I reported to you."

"After the Agent appeared at CSI," he replied laughing. "And I have let it drop ... a couple feet."

"Ha-ha funny," she rolled her eyes and placed the file down. "What about the time three months ago when I was in charge and you didn't report to me about the suspect until ..."

"Until he tried to kill him," Greg said laughing while placing his folder down. "That was great man."

"Man Sara you were pissed for weeks," Nick said smirking at her while placing his folder down. "Though calling Gris and telling him about it was even funnier. What was it he told you again Warrick?"

"Now you know," he said smiling. "Damn it really confused me when he said that. If I hadn't remembered what had happened to Catherine I probably never would have understood."

"I never apologized."

"What," Nick asked Sara confused. She had tears in her eyes.

"I never apologized to her," a single tear slid down her cheek and she looked at the three staring at her in shock. "The tar case."

"You disappeared on us with that one Catherine never said why." Warrick said confused.

"I was removed and suspended for disrespecting her. I was ... rude and almost destroyed the case. Ecklie suspended me then told me I had to apologize."

"Well no one does what Ecklie says," Greg said. "Not even the lab techs, well Hodges does."

"Catherine did at times," Warrick sighed. The others did to remembering the times they saw Catherine obey Ecklie, if only not to be fired.

"But she sure fought like hell when he got in her way," Sara smirked. "Man I can't wait to arrest his slimy ass. Probably be bruised all over."

"Yeah if not from Catherine then from Gris," Nick looked at Warrick. "Remember when Eddie came in here a couple months after we started working. He was drunk and was angry at Catherine because she wasn't home to make him ... happy."

"Grissom knocked him out," Greg laughed. "I remember it was my first day here. Man Eddie scared the shit out of me when he walked in on me flirting with Cath. Damn if I had known he was there I wouldn't have been so stupid."

"Your always stupid," Sara informed.

"Got it from you," he retorted.

"Please I'm not stupid."

"Those who admit to being stupid are smart while those who deny it are not."

"That is for crazy idiot," Nick laughed. "And you stole that from ..."

"Eddie," Warrick whispered pulling Ecklie's diary near him. He flipped to the page when the Grissom punched Eddie in lab and began to read aloud. "He came here to day. Nearly hurt her. I was not that far away and would have gotten there first if HE did not run over. I would have been the one she had been thanking in the parking lot and hugging but HE had to run over. HE had to save her. HE had to be the one she hugged tightly when no one was looking. Oh but one day I will be the one to save her. One day she will see that I can make her so much happier then HE ever could."

"Did he," Greg asked. Warrick flipped through the diary and stopped at a page.

"This is from the tar case," Warrick informed. "The answer by the way is no Greg I don't think he did," he looked at Sara then the diary and began to read aloud. "HE interrupted us. Just as I was about to ask her out HE barged in. All to tell me he hasn't fired the loose cannon. The pathetic alcoholic women he says he needs. Sara is nothing compared to Catherine," Sara bit her lip a bit hearing something she always thought. "Nothing compared to her at all. She wasn't even uncomfortable when I put my arm around her chair. We sat so close to each other."

"Man stop reading," Nick cringed slightly. The Agents were listening carefully.

"We might get something," Warrick informed. "The best way to find someone is to learn about the suspect right," after the others agreed he continued. "She smelt so good that day. Like strawberries. Off course when HE entered she looked shocked and slide away from me slightly. Like she had done something wrong. Why should she care what HE thinks HE is not her boss I am! Me I am her boss. I will make her see who I am. I will," he turned the page. Greg took the book to continue seeing Warrick felt odd.

"Her hair is glistening in the sun," no one had noticed Cavello in the doorway with someone else. "Lindsey bus pulls up to the house and she smiles. Oh how her smile kills me. It is so beautiful. Her sparkling blue eyes glisten as Lindsey walks off the bus. Unlike how she was with Eddie alive she ignores her mom and walks right into the house." At that point Nick had grabbed the diary from him.

"I want to kill that kid for hurting her."

"Oh god," Sara gasped. "He has ... Lindsey. You don't think."

"We follow the evidence," Warrick snapped quickly. "Grissom and Cath are always lecturing us about following the evidence and jumping to the conclusions."

"Man the 'evidence' says he wants to kill her what if he has," Nick snapped back.

"He won't," Greg snapped. "He doesn't want to hurt Catherine and that would kill her."

"He hurt her before," Sara snapped back. "What makes him stop from hurting her again? For all we know they all could be dead."

"Your right Sara," Warrick looked at her angrily. "For all we know they all could be dead but you know what I'm not going to think like that. I think that there alive. Weather or not they are suffering or slowly dieing right now I don't know. What I do know is that Ecklie hasn't killed them yet. And I won't give up that thought until I see each of there dead bodies in our morgue."

"We don't know if there alive or dead," Nick snapped. "You just told us to follow the evidence and not jump to conclusions. Isn't that jumping to conclusions? Saying they are alive? Damn it Warrick we want them to be alive but what this dairy tells us is that Lindsey and Grissom could be dead. He hates them enough right?"

"I'm not giving up on them. I never gave up on you and I damn well know I won't give up on Cath," Warrick was glaring at him. "Not after all she has done for us. I won't believe she is dead ever. Damn it Nick you think I want to be in this position. I hate having to be the one to reassure each of you that there okay. That was what Catherine did when you were gone Nick. You know how many times she had to remind me it wasn't my fault you were down there. How many times she had to remind me that she gave us the case. That I would have lasted as long as you. You want to know what she did?"

"I ..." Nick began but he interrupted.

"When Ecklie told us he couldn't get the money she was angry. When she found out your parents would need more time to get the money she went to Sam Braun. She went to him to get the money for your return. She could have lost her job for that just to keep you safe. But Ecklie didn't fire her."

"That would ruin his ability to watch her now wouldn't it," Sara snapped. "And don't go all crazy on Nick like this it's not like we want her dead."

"Yeah Ecklie may have loved to watch her but firing her or punishing her would have made him happy."

"Or kill what 15 people," Sara snapped. "Or are your forgetting that detail Rick?"

"You're blaming her for those murders now?"

"She's not saying that and you know that," Nick jumped to her defense.

"Rick all I'm saying is that when she left it drove him to kill 15 people."

"Hey guys," Greg stood catching there attention. "He raped her right?" They all nodded. "We don't have all the evidence."

"What are you ..." Sara began but then stood. "Me and Greg will process her office. Warrick?"

"Go," Warrick nodded in agreement. Turning they all noticed Cavello standing there. "Director how may we help you?"

"Warrick Brown, Sara Sidle, Greg Sanders, and Nick Stokes," Cavello pointed to each of them. "Director Andrews with the FBI."

"Sir I thought you said it would be an hour or two before you landed," Black asked shocked.

"Apparently my calculations were wrong." Andrews informed. "Robert here informs me that Mr. Brown is in charge of this investigation?"

"Not something I'm proud of," Warrick looked at the team. "Greg Sara office. Nick I want you to go over this diary and see if there is anything in there that can help us get a location."

"And you," Nick asked as Sara and Greg left.

"I'm going over his computer. Maybe he put something on there," He left to Nick following him. Cavello looked shocked.

"Brown," With that all the CSIs stopped standing at the end of the hallway. Each turned to look at him. "Are you forgetting that Director Andrews here is Catherine's boss and deserves a full briefing on the case?"

"No," he paused. The others looked at him in questioning. "But I really don't care. My sole priority at the moment is finding Catherine and returning her safely to us. For all I care the FBI could go to hell." He turned back around walking off.

-Some House-

He had been staring at her since she entered the kitchen. It made her rather uncomfortable. The fact he had changed into a nice suit made her feel even more uncomfortable. 'He is treating this as a date,' she though cringing slightly at the thought. 'Joy wonder if he is expecting a kiss at the end,' she grimaced slightly at the thought.

"You are gorgeous," He whispered taking her hand and pulling her towards the table. Taking the chair he pulled out for her she looked at the plate of food. Movement across from her made her look up at him. He had a large smile on his face and there was something in his eyes that confused her. "Eat up Catherine."

"Is this how you were with the others," She asked softly picking up the fork and knife to cut the stake.

"Nothing like this. They are not as good as you are. No one is," he watched as she ate her food slowly. She felt odd but went along with her line of questioning.

"Why did you travel outside of the state to get people," she sipped her drink as though this was normal. 'I'm interrogation him while eating dinner as his captive. Lovely report that will make,' she smiled slightly. "Why not just attack people in closer range?"

"Grissom would have noticed easily," He replied calmly. "Plus I got you now don't I?"

"Why did you want to kidnap me in the first place? You had no idea who I was? Why now and not before?"

"Well Lindsey was correct. Taking you like I did the others would have been stupid. You were to smart to fall for my simple approach at getting them. But you were getting to close to finding me. I had to stop you didn't I?"

"Then why not just kill me. Wouldn't that had been easier?"

"I wanted you to suffer."

"Then why aren't I suffering?"

"Because you have done everything I have asked," he stood and walked over to the draw she had gotten the album from. He pulled something from it and grabbed the album walking back. "You aren't fighting me anymore. Why make you suffer like the others if you want me."

"Oh," she looked at the album now in front of her. 'Great he thinks I want him!' She thought. Going to open the album she stopped realizing why she recognized it. 'Oh god this is Eddie's.' "Where did you get this from?"

"When I bought the place it was still here," he informed bending next to her.

"This is ..." She looked at the bag of coke placed next to the album and cringed. When her eyes went back to him she noticed one of his hands was in his pocket. "You're trying to get me addicted again aren't you?"

"It is for if you want it. I won't force you to do anything," he pulled a black velvet box from his pocket and held it up to her. When he snapped it open it reveals an elegant diamond ring and her eyes widened. 'Oh shit,' she thought. "Catherine Willows marry me?"

"Ecklie I will not marry you," she snapped not even thinking of the consequences. Him standing to his feet didn't even make her realize what she had begun. The back of his hand coming across her face and making her head snap to the side though did.

"You will marry me," he snapped grabbing her chin and making her look at him. "One way or another I will make you mine."

"Even if you marry me it won't make me yours. I wasn't Eddie's," she informed eyes traveling to the wedding album in front of her. "Only when I was addicted was I his."

"Then we will just have to get you addicted," he informed grabbing the bag. He began to move about the kitchen preparing to make her take the drug.

"You can't make me get addicted. I'll fight it to the death," she said watching as he traveled around the kitchen. The kitchen she remembered falling to the ground unconscious at Eddie's hands in. The kitchen she remembers telling Grissom she was pregnant in. The kitchen she remembered studying in till she feel asleep. The kitchen she remembered holding both good and bad memories. "Ecklie stop this please."

"Why won't you marry me," he snapped turning around. He had a needle in his hand again and was walking towards her. He had made the coke into liquid making it easier to force her. 'Joy,' she thought trying to get a good enough answer.

"Well ..." she looked around at the things around her. 'First date,' she thought. Grimacing slightly at what she was about to do she looked at him. "This is only our first dinner together."

"We have had others."

"I'm talking about alone ... like a date," she was shocked to see he actually stopped walking towards her. 'Oh please work,' she thought. He placed the needle onto the counter and she let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

"First date," he replied understanding. He walked over to her and took her by the hand. Leading her to the living room he turned on the radio and they began to slow dance. "And when shall our next one be."

"I ... I don't know," she replied slowly. 'Oh god,' she closed her eyes at the feeling of his hand being on her lower back. She wanted to puke.

-Ecklie's basement-

Grissom had heard the music come on. Lindsey to had heard it and looked at him. Alex had fallen asleep in his lap so both felt it was safe to speak of the things that could possibly be happening. "Uncle Gil ... is ... do you think he will hurt her? And why is there music?"

"I'm not sure," he replied. Again the basement fell to silence. About thirty minutes later the basement door opened and Catherine entered carrying a large tray. She was smiling but he could tell it was fake. Behind her was Ecklie watching as she carried the tray down to them. Lindsey had fallen asleep so now both children were lying on the bed. He had been pacing the room but stopped when the door opened. His eyes traveled her dress shocked but still finding her sexy.

"Eyes to yourself Gil," Ecklie informed. "Don't want to upset her boyfriend would you?"

"Conrad why don't you ..." he began but Catherine interrupted.

"It is okay Conrad," she informed. "Get the movie started I will just make sure that Alex and Lindsey are okay," she nodded her head slightly as he left shutting the door. Her small vanished and she turned to Grissom and his quirked eyebrow. "Oh please don't ask."

"Boyfriend?"

"And you ask," she smiles carrying a bowl over to him. "Ice cream," she stops right in front of him smiling. He takes the bowl from her and places it on the table next to him. Pulling her into a hug he held her tight. "He proposed."

"He hit you also," his fingers lightly traced the bruise now on her cheek. "I'm so sorry Cath I should have stopped him."

"How you were down here. I had to ... damn it he wanted to get me addicted again," she looked up at him. "When I said no he told me he wanted me to be his. I told him I was never Eddie's, whose basement you're in, unless I was on coke. So he wanted to ... I told him I said no because it was only ... our first date. Grissom he thinks I'm dating him."

"I'll stop all this I promise."

"I have to go," she left his arms and him so quickly he thought it was all a dream. Lindsey woke right after she left.

"Mom?" She asked looking around. "Where is she?"

A/N okay what do you think? Anyone in the mood to kill me now. Please please please review I need them a lot.