Catherine picked up her gun and set it back on the night stand. She walked out into the hall and heard the water of the shower coming from the bathroom. She walked downstairs and picked up the phone. She dialed Gil's number and waited for him to answer.
"Grissom..."
"Gil? It's Cath.."
"Catherine. Are you okay? What's wrong?"
"Gil ... nothing's wrong. I was just ... spooked by what you told me earlier. About that man following people?"
"Oh. Everything's alright over there?"
"Fine. I just heard a noise at my window ... went to check it out, it was nothing. But I'm still ... spooked. I've got my gun on my night stand ..."
"Do you want me to send someone over there and check to make sure everything's okay?"
"Gil ... please. We'll be fine. I know how to take care of myself..."
"Well then why did you call?" Catherine knew Gil was smirking on the other side of the phone. She giggled.
"Instincts..."
"Well I'll call you if I get anymore information about this guy ... so keep your cell on."
"Sure thing..."
"Catherine ... be careful..."
"Goodnight, Gil!" Catherine got off the phone with Gil for the second time that night. She walked up stairs, made it to her room, and fell asleep.
Lindsey had turned off the water once she heard her mom's door close. She took out her cell phone and dialed Erin's number.
"Erin?"
"Linds ... what's up?"
"Where you at?"
"Outside ..."
"Damn. You snuck out already?"
"Hey ... I'm skilled. What can I say?"
"You can SAY you'll come and get me out of this hell hole..."
"What? You're Mommy got you locked in already?"
"How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess?"
"Well get your lucky ass over here and come get me!"
"Chill OUT. I still gotta go get Shani. She's waiting in her yard ..."
"What the hell. Am I the only one who's stuck in the house?"
"Well ... get out of the house! It's that simple..."
"Easy for you to say..."
"I'll be there in 15 minutes. I better see your ass outside, cause if not ... I'm leaving you there."
"Later." Lindsey snapped her phone shut and slowly opened the door. She quickly walked back to her room. She gathered up her things and put them in her bag. She shut her door behind her and slowly started down the stairs. She finally made it to the last step when the phone rang.
"Shit!" She ran to the front door and quickly ran out.
Catherine turned and reached for her phone.
"Hello?"
"Catherine ..."
"Gil ... what's wrong?"
"That guy ... his name is Adam Porter. He's somewhere in you're neighborhood."
"Oh my God. Well ... Gil. What do you want me to do? I can't leave. He might start following me..."
"Catherine ... get out of that house. Now."
"Why? I thought he only follows people?"
"I rather be safe than sorry. Just ... get Lindsey and leave. Got me?"
"Gil ... what does this Adam look like. What does he drive. Give me some of this so I know what to look out for." Catherine jumped out of bed and started putting on the clothes she had just taken off. She stumbled around the room as she tried to keep the phone connected to her ear.
"He drives a black truck. His car windows are tinted. We haven't been able to confirm what he looks like, but Cath... if you see a black truck with tinted windows ... floor that Denali like hell and get away from it as fast as you can, got me?"
"Alright. I'll see you in a few..." Catherine snapped her phone shut. She stuck her phone in her pocket, grabbed her gun, and headed out the bedroom door.
"LINDSEY. Come on. We have to leave." Catherine ran to her door and knocked. No answer. The radio was still on, but she didn't hear Lindsey. "LINDSEY! I'm not joking! Gil said we may be in trouble. We have to leave..." No answer. She sighed and banged on the door.
"Lindsey. COME ON! I'm NOT playing with you!" Catherine waited ... but still nothing. She ran to the bathroom and got out the screw driver she hid under the sink when Lindsey would lock herself in the room. She pressed the screw driver into the door lock and busted the door open. Catherine felt her heart dropped as she looked around the room. No Lindsey. Her bed spread was messed up, clothes were every. Black lights were hanging from the ceiling and music was blasting from the radio. Catherine put her hand to her head and slid down the door frame.
She took out her phone and dialed Gil's number.
"GIL. GIL ... LINDSEY'S GONE..."
"WHAT!"
"I ... I went to get her out of her room ... she wouldn't open. I thought she was ignoring me. I opened the door and she's not here." Catherine felt the tears stream down her face and soak her clothes.
"Catherine ... listen to me... you need to get out of that house. We'll find Lindsey ... we'll find her."
"Gil ... I can't..."
"I'm coming. I'm coming for you. You stay in that house and don't open that door for anyone but me or Lindsey ... got it?" Catherine just whimpered and dropped her phone.
Gil ran to his office and grabbed his keys. Warrick had noticed he was in a hurry and walked to his office.
"Gil?"
"Warrick ... I'm going to go get Catherine ... that Adam Porter is in her neighborhood somewheres..."
"I'm coming with you..."
"No. You stay here. If any more news on Adam comes in ... you call me the minute you get it. Alright?"
Warrick nodded and watched Gil run out of the lab. He climbed in his Denali and took off for Catherine's house. It took him 10 minutes to get to the very familiar street. He looked around ... and saw nothing. He slowed down as he got to Catherine's house and ran to her door.
"CATHERINE ... IT'S GIL ... OPEN THE DOOR ..." Gil banged on the door and looked back, making sure no one was following him. His eyes widened as he saw a black truck with tinted windows turn down the street and slowly drive up the street. Gil was about to reach under the welcome mat for the spare key, but Catherine opened the door just in time. He could see she had been crying. He grabbed her arm and quickly ran to the Denali. Once they were both in, he locked the doors and waited there.
"Gil? Gil ... what's going on..."
"Adam ... is down the street. In that black truck." Catherine went to look out the window, but Gil stopped her. "No. Don't ... he may see you."
"Gil ... he probably already saw us walking to the car."
"Wait until he passes ..." They waited nervously. The black truck had slowed down once it got infront of Catherine's house.
"Oh my God ... Gil ..." The truck passed up the house and turned down a different street. Gil took the chance and backed the Denali out of Catherine's driveway and headed back to the lab.
Lindsey had her back pressed against the side of the house. She watched as Gil and her Mom drove away and watched as a black truck rode down the street again.
So how'd you guys like my little scary chapter? Well ... more thrilling than scary ... but ... I hope this is getting interesting for you guys ... review if you want. Not necessary though ... (: