Chapter X
Rest
After taking statements and comforting a completely shocked family, both Sara and Sofia were exhausted beyond words. Both had been going nonstop since Nadine's body had been found. Sara called Greg and asked him to take her off the clock and Sofia called Vega and did the same. Sara's apartment was closer and when they got there, they managed to make it to the bed and get rid of their shoes before they both collapsed.
They were taking it slow, very slow, so sharing a bed was something novel. They were so tired, though; too tired to stop and contemplate the rather large step they were taking. No, they simply took it and went to bed. Sara stripped down to her tank top and undies and Sofia did the same and five minutes and one kiss after they'd arrived they fell asleep, snuggled together on Sara's queen sized bed.
Catherine, after getting Lindsey to school, went home. She knew she could call Wendy, but she didn't. Today she stood in the middle of her daughter's room and wondered if she would ever be able to comprehend the horrors of losing a child.
There was no rest for the righteous. As another day dawned, the search began again, the search for the perfect little girl.
Amy Black and Nadine Winters, surrounded by a new circle of supporters sat and watched the mid-day news.
"This is Maria Rymer reporting from the Sheriff's Press Conference." The redhead was coiffed and dressed in a sharp gray suit. "While there has been little or no comment given on the string of recent grisly murders, it is clear that Las Vegas is no longer safe."
The television went off, cutting the reporter's words off. "You don't need to watch these media vultures." The voice was both silky soft and as hard as steel, it was also the final authority and no one would dare challenge it. The gathered group of women nodded, listening to the other woman's words. They listened and obeyed because without her, none of them would be here now. "Come on, ladies, tea is ready."
They followed the woman, happily. If anyone of them thought the situation was strange, they did not comment. None of them would have survived without 'Never Forget'.
'Never Forget' had been formed to help parents who'd lost their children. It was therapeutic and supportive, it was what had kept most of them, and there were around thirty of them, from going insane.
Author's Note: Three more chapters. You guys are going to be rotten and impossible to deal with now aren't you? Ah, well, all good things come to an end and as I'm cutting too deeply into my buffer of chapters than is reallycomfortable, we'll be returning to my usual one chapter a night schedule. I did some math tonight and there are going to be about roughly 36 chapters, 38 if you count the prologue and epilogue. Hope everyone used the bathroom before we started on this twisted trip because I'm not stopping for anything or anyone.
Now on a plot related note: Whoo and two hoos for the return of my favorite non-central CSI charecter! Now give me a few chapters and I'll introduce a new face for everyone to 'ooh and aaw' over.