CHAPTER 3
A/N: Thanks to randomwriting and Speed's girl22 for encouragin me to carry on writin. sorry it took so long to update, damn writers block. enjoy the new chapter, plz plz plz reveiw, you know you what to. : )
A/N: Becky is 16 and Alyssa is 8.
Tim sighed and walked into the break room. He looked at the bulletin board; there was a missing person poster pinned up. He looked at the picture of his little girl and thought if anything happens to her I don't know I'm gonna be able to handle it. He turned round when he heard the break room door open, Eric walked over to Tim.
"Tim, you okay?" Eric asked, seeing the look on Tim's face.
"I don't what to do, none of us can sleep, and Becky stills thinks this is her fault. I just want her back Eric." Tim said as Horatio walked in.
"Go home Speed, Calleigh and Becky need you with them right now." Horatio said walking over to Tim and Eric. Tim sighed.
"Okay H, but you will let us know if you find anything, won't you," Tim picked his jacket up off the back of a chair and headed to his locker. Horatio grapped Tim's shoulder.
"Tim, Alyssa's my goddaughter, I promised you and Calleigh that I would never let anything happen to her, and I'm not going to break my promise now, I'll find her, I promise," Horatio said with a reassuring look on his face.
Tim nearly had a heart attack when he got to his locker and opened it; he ripped off a piece of paper that had been taped to the inside of his locker. He read what it said and called for Horatio and Eric to come here.
"Speed, what is it?" Horatio and Eric ran into the locker room.
"It's a note, from the basturd that took Ally," Tim sighed and started to read the note out loud.
Speedles and everyone who is looking for Alyssa,
Give up now, stop looking. You're not gonna find her, not alive anyway. You can only get her back if you find out who I am and where we are. Which I doubt is gonna happen. You can say goodbye to her properly at 6 30 tonight. Make sure you answer the phone, you're not gonna get another chance.
Tim looked at his watch.
"It's 5 45 now, I have to go tell Calleigh, H, can we get a trace set up, try and find this guy?" Tim asked, Horatio nodded.
"I'll go tell Tyler we need a trace set up later," Eric said and left the locker room.
"Speed, go home, be with Calleigh and Becky, we'll come over later with the equipment to get the call trace, okay," Horatio gave Tim a look of reasurement. Tim nodded and handed the note to Horatio then left the room.
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Tim had just told Calleigh what the note said, he held tightly as she sobbed into his shoulder. He kissed her hair lightly.
"Calleigh, shhh, it's gonna be alright. I'm gonna go see if Becky's okay, I'll be right back," Tim kissed Calleigh quickly and went upstairs.
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Tim knocked lightly on Becky's door, he heard her mumble go away, but quietly opened the door. What Tim next broke his heart, Becky was sitting on her bed, her knees in her chest and she looking at the photo album that she had made with every photo from every family vacation they had gone on, every time she saw her sister's face, just looking at the camera smiling, she couldn't help but burst into tears, oblivious to the fact that Tim was in the doorway watching her. After about five minutes since Tim entered the room, Becky threw the photo album to the end of her bed, and sat again, crying into her knees. Tim couldn't take it, he walked to Becky's bed her hugged her tightly. She put her arms around her father.
"I'd never thought this would happen," Becky joked.
"You never thought what would happen sweetie?" Tim said confusion flooding his face.
"Me, a 16 year old daughter of two CSI's crying to her father like a little girl." She said as she nestled her head into Tim's shoulder.
"Aw sweetie, you'll always be my little girl, even when you're 30 years old," Tim rubbed her back lightly.
"I love you daddy," Becky kissed Tim's cheek and hugged him again.
"I love you too baby," he kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly.
"Is mommy alright?" Becky asked looking into her father eyes. He nodded.
"Come downstairs and see her, she needs her daughter" Tim and Becky stood up and left Becky's room.
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Tim looked at his watch, pacing the living room floor. It was 20 minutes past 6. Tim stopped dead in his tracks when his cell phone started ringing, he quickly looked at Tyler, he had already set up the trace equipment, he nodded at Tim, quickly looking at the screen of his laptop, hoping to find whoever had Alyssa. Tim answered his phone, his eyes widened as soon as he heard the voice on the other end of the phone connection.
"Daddy"
"Alyssa" Tim said in shock.