"Erin... come on. You can do this..."
"Ms. Willows... I can't..."
"Erin. I don't want to ever hear you say that again. You've come so far. You can't give up now." The nurses rushed in and looked at Catherine.
"Is she ready?"
"She's ready..." Catherine said sighing.
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Greg floored the Denali and made his way onto the streets. Nick, Sara, Warrick, and Gil hung onto their seats as the rather pissed off Greg Sanderes sped his way through many cars.
"Greg... if you don't slow down, we're ALL gonna end up dead.." Nick said looking out the windows.
"Shut up and let him drive!" Sara said turning and facing Nick. He threw up his hands and sat back in his seat.
"Greg... please. Tell me where you're going." Gil said calming Greg down.
"That bastard took Lindsey. He took her and brought her to that house..."
"That house?"
"The house he took Erin to!" Greg said nearly flipping the Denali as he turned onto another street.
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"You're wrong about my mother."
"Am I? So... she didn't send you to the camp?"
"She did... but she loves me!"
"No she doesn't Lindsey. She doesn't love you... just like Erin doesn't love that thing she's got to give birth to..."
"Shut the hell up, would you? You wouldn't know what love is..."
"Oh yes I would. I know your mother there loves her little boyfriend..."
"Boyfriend?"
"The nerd... with the glasses. What's his name again?"
"Shut... the hell... up. My mom and Uncle love me. They wouldn't do ANYTHING to hurt me." Lindsey took the gun out of her pocket and pointed it at Adam. He put up his hands and laughed.
"A gun, Lindsey? A GUN? Oh God... this is priceless."
"You insulted... my mother ... my family and friends. You're not gonna get away with it. Even if I have to shoot your ass myself."
"Oh. Yes. Your mother. She was a stripper, right?"
"Reguardless what she was, she was a damn good mother."
"Right. That's why she was crackhead most of the time. Because she couldn't handle it all..."
"You fucking ass..." Adam pulled out his gun right before Lindsey went to pull the trigger. She stopped and stared back at him.
"Have you ever ... killed someone, Lindsey?"
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"OH MY GOD!" Erin screamed loudly. Catherine made a face as Erin squeezed her hand tightly and screamed louder than before. Pretty soon, the whole thing was over. Catherine was brushing the hair out of Erin's face while she held her daughter in her arms.
"She's so beautiful..." Erin said softly. Catherine smiled weakly and looked down at the baby in her arms.
"Just like her mother..." Erin looked up and smiled.
"I can't believe I did it..."
"You can do anything, kiddo..." Catherine's cell phone rang and she jumped. She quickly took it out and walked outside in the halls of the hospital.
"Willows..."
"Catherine... it's Gil... we ... we found Lindsey." Catherine didn't move. She felt the tears roll down her eyes. The sound of Gil's voice wasn't the same. Something happened. She dropped her cell phone and ran out of the hospital doors. She drove all the way to the same house she was at 9 months ago and jumped out of the car. She ran across the yellow tape and fell into Gil's arms. The corner was just taking out Lindsey and Adam's body from the house when Gil caught Catherine. They laid Lindsey down on the ground and Catherine fell to her knees.
"LINDSEY! Oh my God. No. Gil... NO!"
"Catherine..."
"Lind...sey. My baby... NO! She can't be! GIL!"
The whole team witnessed Gil Grissom, a man of courage, intelligence, and nerve cry. They watched as he bent down and cried with Catherine. He took Catherine in his arms and rocked her back and forth. Sara, Nick, and Warrick were standing there. Crying and watching as Catherine just broke down. She couldn't believe this was happening. She felt like dieing herself. Everything she lived for... everything she worked for was now lying infront of her. Lifeless. Greg was sitting in the Denali. His little sister was gone and he didn't want to witness anything. He refussed to believe it happened.
The corner was about to life Lindsey off the ground to put her back in the truck, but Catherine refused.
"NO! You put her down! NO!" They laid Lindsey's body back down and uncovered the sheet. Catherine cried ever harder as she saw Lindsey face. She reached out and touched Lindsey's neck. No pulse. She fell to the ground and punched it with everything she had. Gil picked her back up and took her away from Lindsey. She pulled away and sat back down next to her daughter. "No. Gil. She's going to wake up. She has to. No. LINDSEY! Lindsey... please. I love you..."
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It's been a week sense Erin's had her daughter and sense Lindsey's death. Erin had a beautiful daughter. She named it afterthe name Lindsey loved.Adreian MarieThorton.She had the most beautiful green eyes and the perfectblonde hair.
Catherine couldn't bring herself to talk or eat. She stayed in bed all week. She didn't get up to take a shower, she didn't get up to answer the phone, she didn't watch tv, or go to work. She laid there and just thought of how she didn't get to say goodbye. How Lindsey never got to hear those three words. She finally decided to get up. She took a shower and drove over to the lab. When she walked in... everyone stopped what they were doing. They stared at her as she walked to her Gil's office and walked in. There was no emotion on her face. She too, looked dead. She didn't have a reason to live now that Lindsey was gone.
Just as Catherine was about to sit down, Nick walked in and stopped at the sight of Catherine.
"Ugh ... Gil. Cath? I think... we found something you guys might like to see..."
Gil and Catherine made their way to the break room and followed Nick in. Greg, Sara, Warrick, Jim, and Dr. Al were all sitting around the table that had a tape player in the middle of it. Nick slowly pressed play and sat down next to Sara.
"You have some fucking nerve, you know that?"
"I do, don't I? You know ... maybe I DID make a mistake ... maybe I should've taken you instead..."
"You should've ... but wait, you were too fucking dumb to think of that, right?"
"Oh ... your mother must have SOME trouble keeping that mouth tamed..."
"Don't bring her into this, you ass..."
"Who? Your mother? Well while we're on the subject, why don't we just..."
"No..."
"You know ... I really like her boyfriend, too. But... he's a little too smart for my liking."
So Linds ... how's Erin?"
"Shut the hell up!"
"Oh come on ... I know she's somewhere. And she's pregnant, right?"
"You son of a bitch. Of COURSE she's pregnant, you sick bastard!"
"Oh, Lindsey! How are you going to talk to the father of your best friends baby like that? We're now related."
"I'd rather die than be related to you..."
"Mabye we can make that happen... but really, who you think the baby's gonna look like. Her or me?"
"The hell if I know ... but I sure hope it's not you..."
"Oh come on. We're going to have one cute kid, don't ya think?"
"Who the hell ARE you anyways!"
"Oh come, Lindsey. You don't remeber? Tell me you don't remeber..."
"I don't..."
"5th grade ... science ... Mr..."
"Laport... IT'S YOU?"
"Oh yeah, it's me alright..."
"You okay, Lindsey?"
"You know ... if Erin didn't get pregnant, I wouldn't be here right now. But you ... you had just make her life worse. She's only 17 years old and now she has to deal with a kid. She's a kid herself. I can't believe you forced that on her..."
"Oh Lindsey ... Lindsey, Lindsey, LINDSEY! You've got to understand... she had it coming."
"But now her parents don't want to have anything to do with her. She changed for her daughter and she changed for her parents, but now they don't want her. THEY DON'T..."
"Just like your mom doesn't want you?"
"What in the hell are you TALKING about?"
"Oh. You know. How she sent you to that camp. Remeber?"
"You're wrong about my mother."
"Am I? So... she didn't send you to the camp?"
"She did... but she loves me!"
"No she doesn't Lindsey. She doesn't love you... just like Erin doesn't love that thing she's got to give birth to..."
"Shut the hell up, would you? You wouldn't know what love is..."
"Oh yes I would. I know your mother there loves her little boyfriend..."
"Boyfriend?"
"The nerd... with the glasses. What's his name again?"
"Shut... the hell... up. My mom and Uncle love me. They wouldn't do ANYTHING to hurt me." L
"A gun, Lindsey? A GUN? Oh God... this is priceless."
"You insulted... my mother ... my family and friends. You're not gonna get away with it. Even if I have to shoot your ass myself."
"Oh. Yes. Your mother. She was a stripper, right?"
"Reguardless what she was, she was a damn good mother."
"Right. That's why she was crackhead most of the time. Because she couldn't handle it all..."
"You fucking ass..."
"Have you ever ... killed someone, Lindsey?"
Two shots were all you heard. Catherine jumped and covered her hand with her mouth. Gil took her in his arms and rocked her back and forth. This was something they were going to have to deal with... together.
Finished.
It was sad and difficult for me to write, so I bet it was sad and difficult for you guys to read. I didn't know how to end it, so I just made it plan and simple. Gil helps her over come anything and this is something he would really help her with. And how ironic. The last two episodes of CSI might have something to do with Lindsey and look what my story is about? I swear i didn't know. I wrote this wayyy before those episodes. lmao. Sooo how'd you guys like it?