Another attempt at a fic... I don't own any characters ... rating would be T ... got the idea from a movie I watchd the other day ... so tell me what you think...
Lindsey Willows walked the streets of Las Vegas ... with her best friends, Shani and Erin. Lindsey had the so say, 'perfect life'. A perfect school, perfect grades, perfect house, perfect everything. It was a cold, winter night. Catherine was working and Lindsey's grandmother was no where to be seen. Lindsey didn't need a babysitter anymore. She wasn't a little girl anymore. She wasn't perfect anymore...
"Shit! Not again!" Lindsey looked back as the very familiar car pulled up on the side of her and slowed down.
"Lindsey Willows?" The police officers shined their flashlights in her face and squinted to make sure it was her.
"Yeah. You found me ... again. What's wrong this time?"
"It's past 11 ... you three should be home..."
"And you should be working..."
"Isn't that what I'm doing?"
"Look ... you go eat some damn donuts ... and let us finish our business."
"That's it. Get in. All three of you."
"Excuse me? I think not..."
"Lindsey Willows ... in the car. Now."
"And what if I don't?"
"Jail?"
Lindsey stopped and sighed. Her friends got in the car and slammed the door shut as they drove off to the Las Vegas Crime Lab. The police officers took the three girls out of the car and led them inside the lab. Catherine and Gil were walking out of the break room when they noticed them walk in.
"Lindsey! What the hell are you doing here! And so late!"
"Ms. Willows ... we found your daughter out on the streets ... again." The police officer seated the girls on the chairs outside the break room and turned to Catherine. "We didn't find ... anything with her ... but you might want to check ... just incase."
"Thanks ..." The officers walked out. Catherine turned to the three girls sitting infront of her and put her hands on her hips. "So what the hell was that all about, huh?"
"Nothing..."
"No. You're going to tell me."
"Would you just back off!"
"What has gotten INTO to you!" Catherine turned to the receptionist sitting across the hall at her desk. "Have these two girls call their parents... have them come and pick them up." She turned to Lindsey. "And you ... in my office ... now." Erin and Shani got up, but Lindsey remained sitting. Catherine stared at her and then pointed to her office. "I SAID NOW!"
"You don't need to freakin' scream. I heard you. I'm sure the whole damn state of Nevada did..." Lindsey got up and slowly walked to her mom's office, passing Sara and Nick on the way there.
"Hey Linds..."
"Hmmm..." Lindsey waved them off and dragged her feet as she stepped inside the office. Nick and Sara slowly walked up to Catherine with folders in their hands.
"What's up with her?" Sara said pointing to Catherine's office.
"They found her ... again..."
"You can't be serious ... this has to be the 7th time this has happened..."
"8th..." Catherine said sighed.
"What are you going to do about her?" Gil said watching as Lindsey slammed the door.
"Honestly ... I don't know. I really don't..."
"Go and talk to her. Find out what's bugging her ..." Nick said watching Sara walk off. He pointed to Sara and started walking. "We'll catch you guys later ... and Cath ... I hope everything goes okay..."
"Thanks Nicky..."
Catherine turned and walked passed Gil, brushing against his shoulder on her way to her office. She stepped inside to find Lindsey sitting in her chair, with her feet propped up on her desk. Catherine pushed her feet off of the desk and stared at her daughter.
"What the hell has gotten into you?"
"What? So now you care?"
"I've always cared..."
"You've always SAID you cared..."
"And you didn't believe me? Damnit, Lindsey! You need to stop this..."
"And if I don't?"
"Then I'm just going to have to do something with you..."
"Okay. Whatever. Can I go now?"
"No... I'm not done..."
"Well I am..." Lindsey got up and walked out of the office. Catherine watched her daughter leave her office. She was dressed in black. Nothing but black. Black pants, black shirt, black shoes, and a black jacket. Her eye liner was dark and mascara was heavy. Catherine sighed and put her head in her hands. Lindsey passed Gil in the hall and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" Gil said watching her open the door. She turned around and stared at him.
"Home..." Lindsey opened the door quickly and walked across the parking lot, heading for her Catherine's car. Catherine walked out of her office with her keys in her hand and her purse in her arm.
"Gil ... I'm going to just take her home and..."
"Cath ... go. Don't worry about anything. I'll call if I need you..."
"Thanks..." Gil watched as Catherine walked out of the lab and to her car. She pulled out of the parking lot and headed to her house.
The ride there was quiet. Lindsey was staring out the window and Catherine was concentrating on the road. It didn't take long for them to reach the house. Lindsey didn't even give Catherine the chance to park the car before she hopped out and headed for the door. She realized the door was locked and waited as her mother climbed out of the car.
"You gonna open the door?" Lindsey said with her hands on her hips and staring at the door knob.
"You gonna tell me why you're acting like this?"
"Guess we're going to have to go through the window..." Lindsey said rolling her eyes.
"Don't start with me again ..."
"Well open the damn door and maybe I won't..."
"Talk to me like that again and I make sure you won't be ABLE to talk..."
"Whatever..."
Catherine walked pass Lindsey and unlocked the door. It was dark and quiet. Catherine turned on the outside light and threw her keys on the table next to the door. Lindsey walked quickly to her room and shut the door behind her. Catherine sighed as she heard the lock click and the lights come on. The phone rang and Catherine jumped to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Cath ... you made it home okay?"
"Gil ... we're fine..."
"I just wanted to make sure. We got a call in about a man driving around the area. He's been following people around..."
"Gil ... we're safe. Don't worry. I'll call if I need anything..."
"Alright... Goodnight."
"Night, Gil." Catherine sighed and hung up the phone. She reached for her gun on her waist and set it. She walked into her room and placed it on the night stand next to the alarm clock. She took off her jacket and shoes, and made her way to her closet. She grabbed a pair of shorts and a tank top. She changed and suddenly stopped in her tracks. She heard a noise outside of the window. She slowly walked over to her night stand and got her gun. She slowly made her way to Lindsey's room and made sure she was still there. She was on the phone and listening to music. She walked back to her room and slowly walked to the window.
Ahh. there we go. okay. one fic at a time ... THIS is the other story i was working on ... I got rid of the retarded ones ... like ... the one about school. you guys rocked with all those reviews ... but ... idk. it was kinda hard for me to make a plot for it. so from now own ... i promise you guys, i'll come up with a plot to the story before i even post it. lol okay. enjoy and review if you want...