"ERIN?"
"Erin's not gonna help you now ..."
"ERIN!"
"Erin's gone..." Lindsey started backing up. She couldn't help but start crying. Where was Erin? She should've stopped her! She should've known better!
"Oh my God ... where is she? What did you ... Oh my God. What did you DO with her!"
"You'll be joining her in a few minutes ... Lindsey..."
"Wha ..." He ran for her but she turned around and ran to the back door that he had dragged Erin through. Adam had made it to Lindsey as she grabbed the door frames and held onto her. Lindsey brought up her hand and punched him in the face. He backed off and stumbled backwards. Lindsey ran out of the store and suddenly stopped. She looked behind her, to the left, and to the right. She realized the car was still in the front of the store and decided to run to for it.
She peeked over the corner and saw the black truck was still there ... but the man was no where to be seen. She felt like she was being watched. She slowly turned her head and saw a dark figure standing in the back of her. She gasped and took off running for Erin's car. She tripped over her shoes and fell to the ground ... the pocket knife flew out of her pocket and landed next to her. Adam slowly walked up to Lindsey. She tried to get up, but she kept falling back. No one was paying attention and Lindsey couldn't scream. She was too stunned and had no idea what was going on. He was infront of her, just about to grab her when she saw the knife and reached for it. He bent down to pick her up, but she grabbed the knife just in time and slashed him across the arm. He fell to the ground and grapped his arm.
Lindsey dropped the knife and ran to Erin's car. She started it up and drove off. Adam wipped the blood from his arm and weakly pushed himself up. He got in his truck and drove after Lindsey.
"Catherine ... if ... if Lindsey doesn't change, you should think about putting her in one of those camps..." Sara spoke softly. She knew Catherine was a little shaken up about Lindsey disappearing. It's what she tried to prevent from happening most. Catherine always knew that it could happen to her, but she knew thought it would happen so soon ... or if it would even happen at all. Catherine sighed and looked up. Sara was just trying to help ... but for God's sake. She was a CSI, too. Couldn't she see that now wasn't the time to mention Lindsey?
Gil ran through the halls of the lab as he finally remebered the lisence plate on the truck. He ran into Jim's office to find him on the computer. Hard at work ... finding information on Adam ... the only criminal out on the town...
"Jim ... find the truck with the plate number ... GTS 256."
"Finally got that lisence plate number, huh?"
"Truck was stolen ... about a month ago."
"That's when the attacks ... started."
"Belonged to a ... Mr. Logan... never reported it missing..."
"What kind of guy ... doesn't report his stolen car?" Jim srugged his shoulders.
Lindsey drove onto the highway and settled in her seat as she looked in the mirror, to make sure no one was following her. She took a deep breath and looked for places to go. Her best friend had just been kid napped. She surely couldn't go to the lab ... her mother was kill her ... and not to mention, the kid napper already knew Lindsey's name. He probably knew everything else about her. She turned on the radio to help relax her. There was a sudden ear wrenching noise behind the car. Lindsey turned her head and her eyes grew wide as the same black truck followed on her tail. Lindsey rolled up all the windows and stepped on the gas.
"Jim ... inform the police there's a man in a black, dodge. The plate number is GTS 256. Tell them ... he could possibly be hanging around the strip or any busy road or highway..." Jim nodded and picked up the phone. Gil walked back into his office to find Catherine sleeping on the couch. She had cried herself to sleep and curled up on his couch. Gil sighed, closed the door, and threw his jacket over her. She shifted a little and then fell back asleep. Gil walked over to his desk and slowly sat down, making sure he didn't wake her up.
He sighed and took off his glasses. His little girl was missing and he didn't know where she was. Lindsey was always a daughter to Gil ... but when she started talking with Erin and Shani ... a dramastic change took place. She began to talk back to Catherine ... and sometimes even Gil. She smoked in the back yard when Catherine was working or wasn't paying attention ... she would sneak beer into the house and go to parties. Catherine tried hard to get Lindsey off of the track she had once took ... she wanted the best for her daughter, but nothing Catherine did seemed to help. Night after night, Lindsey would try and sneak out ... but only to get caught by the cops and be dragged to the lab.
"Oh my God..." Lindsey looked around the car for Erin's cell phone. She spotted the silver and black cell phone and quickly picked it up. Adam rammed his truck into the back of Erin's car. Lindsey almost lost control of the wheel and the cell phone flew out of her hands.
"Shit!" She reached down and picked up the phone quickly. She opened the phone and before she knew it, Adam was speeding up and was now on the side of her. She looked over and couldn't see anything. She panicked and slowed down, causing Adam to speed infront of her. This gave her time and she quickly dialed 911. The opperator answered the phone and Lindsey started screaming as Adam turned the truck around and started driving back to the car. Lindsey put the car in reverse and tried to back up.
"Oh my God! Help me! Please! This man is following me... he took my friend and he won't let me alone!"
"Calm down ... now ... where are you?"
"I don't know. Help me! Oh my God ... please!" Lindsey started crying as Shani finally woke up in the backseat. She sat up just as Adam hit the car again.
"Lindsey! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? WHERE'S ERIN!"
"I don't know! That guy ... HE KEEPS FUCKING FOLLOWING ..."
It's like everything happened in slow motion. Lindsey didn't know what was happening. She was trying to get away from one person ... but then she realized. There was no where she could go. A second car had come from the side, ramming into the car. The air bags busted out ... the cell phone from Lindsey's hands flew. Beer bottles, ciggerette buds, and everything else that was in the car flew out of the shatter windows. Lindsey hit the air bag hard ... Shani was thrown from the front seat all the way to the front window. The car had flipped ... it was on it's side ... the drivers side ... Lindsey was stuck between the ground and Shani's body.
"Sh .. ani?" Lindsey couldn't see ... she couldn't hear ... she couldn't move... She tried picking up her head ... but it was useless. She was either dead ... or close to it. Her head fell back against the glass covered rode ... and she was soon knocked out.
Adam had watched the whole thing happen and turned away from the mess. He sped down the road as fast as he could with Erin still in his backseat. The second car was pretty damaged ... but no one was hurt. Witnesses ran to the Erin's car and started calling 911.
Catherine woke up with Gil's warm jacket protecting her. She sat up and kept the jacket around her. Gil was sitting at his desk ... hard at work when he noticed he was being watched. He looked up to find a very sleepy Catherine staring at him.
"Good morning... or ... good .. night?"
"What time is it?"
"Almost 3 ... You should go back to sleep ... everyone here is working hard ... we don't want you to ..." Warrick interupted them and ran into Gil's office; a look of horror on his face. He couldn't talk. He just pointed to the break room and left. Catherine and Gil slowly walked to the break room to find almost every member of the lab crowding around the TV ...
"What ... what's going on?" Catherine forced her way through the crowd of people ... Gil right behind her.
;-) Hehe ... what's gonna happen?