Catherine's Nightmare

By Pandy Roxy Chick

Disclaimer: I don't own anybody from CSI I really wish I did, after finding out about episode 5-22 called Weeping Willows.

A/N: In this chapter Catherine's nightmares start to happen. In my story Catherine has a diary that she writes all her thoughts in e.g. stuff about the case she is working on if it gets to her too much, something that has happened in this chapter it is what Danny Pino did to her. Stuff that is being written by the character will be in underlined writing.

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Chapter Three-The Nightmares Begin

Catherine's house. 1:11a.m. 27th of March 2005, Catherine is lying in bed tossing and turning in her sleep having a nightmare of what happened hours earlier. Grissom had gone back to the lab and Lindsey had fallen asleep on the couch.

Catherine mumbles something in her sleep. Back downstairs, Lindsey abruptly wakes up then walks upstairs. She checks on her mom, who is asleep, before going to bed.

About ten minutes later, Catherine sat bolt upright with tears running down her cheeks. She laid back down but couldn't go back to sleep. She decided to get her diary out and write down the thoughts that are going through her head.

Date: 27th of March 2005 1:25a.m.

Dear diary,

Yesterday was the worst birthday of my life. Danny. He…he chose the worst possible day to attack me. Obviously because it was my birthday. I'm worried that he might attack Lindsey as well or do something worse, like kill us. I just want to kill Danny for what he has done. That bastard just wants me to suffer, and he has succeeded in doing so. I could have stopped him but I didn't...now I wish I had. I shouldn't have shot him in the head, I should have shot him somewhere lethal. If he comes anywhere near Lindsey, I will kill him. If it's the last thing I do, I will kill him if he lays a hand on my daughter. Now all this is causing nightmares that keep me awake, I just want to forget all this, but I can't. I don't want Lindsey to suffer like I am on account of Danny. The only way this is all gonna end is if Danny gets put away. If they even find him. I am so scared that I don't even want to go to work. I don't want him coming to the lab like Eddie did...but if I don't go to work then who is going to supervise my team?

Catherine looked back on a past diary entry, one from last year when she finally realized her feelings for Warrick. He didn't know how she felt for him.

"I wish he knew the feelings I have for him," Catherine said to herself.

Catherine didn't notice Lindsey standing at the door until Lindsey asked, "Feelings for who?"

"How long have you been standing there?" asked Catherine.

"You answer my question first," replied Lindsey, coming farther into the room.

"Warrick," Catherine admitted reluctantly. Lindsey probably had it figured out anyway. She was a smart girl after all.

"Ha! You and Warrick. Isn't he like 34?" Lindsey sat down on Catherine's bed and picked at some invisible lent on the bedspread.

"You answer my question now," Catherine ordered.

"I just came to check on you 'cos you were mumbling in your sleep earlier," replied Lindsey.

"Oh. It's just some bad dreams, sweetie. Don't even think about telling any of the team about any feelings I may or may not have for Warrick," Catherine warned.

"I promise," replied Lindsey. Under her breath, she muttered, "They probably already figured that part out anyway."

"You go back to bed. You've got school tomorrow," Catherine said, slipping in 'mother mode'.

"Mom, I want to stay here with you," she complained. She wouldn't admit that she was scared.

"We're not arguing about this. You are going to school tomorrow," said Catherine.

"But…"

Catherine cut her off. "No buts," the stern mother said to the petulant daughter.

"Then I will just tell Warrick that you love him," replied Lindsey, walking back to her room sulkily.

"Lindsey!" yelled Catherine.

Catherine muttered to herself about handsome CSIs and blackmailing daughters. When a door slam was the only response she received, Catherine laid back and continued reading from past entries in her diary.

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A/N: I don't know if Catherine has a diary but I got this idea when I was writing in my journal.