Less than an hour ago Stella was glad Lindsay had fallen asleep, now however she was not so sure. She was stood debating whether or not to wake her as she tossed about in her fitful sleep. She could see how distressed she was becoming as her arms began to move around and sweat appeared on her forehead. Stella walked over with the intention of waking her when Lindsay suddenly fell still. Stella stood subconsciously holding her breath waiting to see if Lindsay would start moving again, fortunately she didn't. Stella backed off slowly not wanting to wake her, knowing she had been both physically and emotionally drained during the interview, despite Lindsay insisting she was okay it was clear she was not.
Stella sighed and sat down next to Lindsay, careful not to sit on her feet. She felt so useless. She couldn't help with the investigation from here, but in a way she appreciated that, after taking photo's of Lindsay, the CSI in her made the story of what had happened to her and delving deeper into it was not something Stella felt she wanted to do right now. Lindsay's foot connecting with Stella's leg brought her back to reality as Lindsay's sleep became fitful again. This time Stella decided to wake her up as she should probably have something to eat and with it getting late she wouldn't sleep in the night.
"Lindsay," Stella shook her gently not wanting to startle her.
"Stella," Lindsay's voice sounded fearful and confused until she became full awake. "How long was I asleep?" she asked rubbing her eyes and sitting up.
"Nearly three hours," said Stella smiling, "You fancy something to eat?"
Lindsay thought about this for a minute, "A sandwich would be nice." she replied.
"You got it Kiddo," Stella got up and went into the kitchen leaving Lindsay with nothing to do. She decided to put the TV on but couldn't settle on a channel. The news was depressing; cartoons seemed the most interesting not which they distracted her that well.
"Here," smiled Stella handing Lindsay a plate of sandwiches "I wasn't sure how hungry you were."
"So you fed an army?" smiled Lindsay.
"I may have overcompensated," said Stella with a slight smile, taking a sandwich off her and tucking in.
The phone ringing startled Lindsay, she wanted for everything to be ok so much, to stop been scared by every little thing.
"Hello?"
"Stella." came Mac's voice. "How is she?"
"Ok, she's been sleeping a lot"
"I know why," replied Mac pausing "The tox we ran on her blood revealed a combination of sleeping pills and painkillers, that together can create short term memory loss"
"Is it harmful?" asked Stella keeping her voice down and checking Lindsay hadn't sneaked up behind her.
"Not in the amount in Lindsay's blood. Least it's going to do is make her tired and at worst a migraine and possibly nauseous" replied Mac having consulted Sid.
"Well she seems ok now, she had a headache earlier. You find anything on the CTV?"
"No luck. Were going to look at it with fresh eyes in the morning" answered Mac sounding defeated.
"Ok bye," Stella nearly jumped a mile in the air when she turned around to see Lindsay stood behind her.
"Was that Mac?" asked Lindsay not really needing an answer
"Yes, he wanted to know how you were" replied Stella edging back into the living room trying to avoid Lindsay gaze
"What else did he say?"
"Just that they were going through the footage from the bar," said Stella
"And about my tox results?" asked Lindsay
"Nothing to worry about," said Stella not meeting Lindsay's eyes.
"Stella it's ok, I know I was drugged ok. The headache kind of gives it away" she smiled attempting a joke.
"It was sleeping pills and painkillers," answered Stella knowing lying wasn't going to help.
"So my memory will come back?" she asked not to sure if she wanted it to.
"I don't know," replied Stella "do you want some aspirin?" she asked
"No I think I'll just go to bed," said Lindsay getting up and disappearing leaving Stella alone.
An hour later Stella heard the scream and shot off the sofa where she had fallen asleep and into Lindsay. She found Lindsay sat bolt-upright blankets and sheets wrapped round her already sweat soaked body.
"He pinned my wrists," cried Lindsay looking straight through Stella and into the doorway.
"Lindsay he's not here," said Stella moving closer and sitting on the side of the bed. Lindsay's body was going up and down with her heavy breathing.
"He said he liked it rough," Lindsay chocked out before bolting past Stella and into the bathroom where Stella heard her empty her stomach contents. Stella came into the bathroom, carrying a glass of water from the kitchen, to find Lindsay sat huddled on the floor with her knees drawn up under her chin.
"Here," Stella handed Lindsay the drink which she took shakily and sipped at.
"It was a dream," said Stella rubbing Lindsay's arm.
"It was a memory," replied Lindsay when it suddenly occurred to Stella Lindsay had never mentioned him saying something before.
"I don't' want to remember," sobbed Lindsay tears running down her face. "Please make it stop. I don't' want to see his FACE," screamed Lindsay.
Danny was stood outside Stella's front door on his way to work. He'd been stood there for nearly ten minutes debating whether to knock or not. It was early but that wasn't he main concern. He needed to see Lindsay, but did she need to see him. He'd paced the hallway so many times; his hands ruffled his hair as he tried once again to get the composure to knock. Then he heard a scream so her decided to knock on the door.
"Stella," Lindsay screamed her hands going over he ears.
"Lindsay it's not him" Stella got up and opened the door to reveal Danny.
"Sorry I heard a scream I didn't know what was happening," he said coming in.
"Lindsay's memories coming back, she just got a little freaked out, you know door knocking," Stella explained as Danny looked upset he'd forgotten rubbing his hand over his face.
"Damn, Should I wait here?" he asked as Stella led him down the hallway.
"Lindsay it's Danny," shouted Stella down the hallway.
"Danny," croaked Lindsay's voice, somehow she found this comforting. Danny's heart broke as he saw her huddled on the floor. He bent down and held her as she cried. Stella decided to leave him with her for a while.
"Lindsay whatever you remembered I'm not going let it happen again," he said pushing her hair form her face.
"I could hear his voice," she sobbed as Danny helped her to her feet and led her back to where he assumed was Stella's bedroom.
"I don't want to remember," she said sitting on the bed.
"I get that," replied Danny going through some draws attempting to find Lindsay a top to put on because she was shivering from cold in the vest she was wearing and she seemed incapable of moving by herself.
"But your strong, you can handle it" he said as Lindsay turned to face him "you need to remember" he said looking at her as she simply stared back.
"You need to remember so you can picture his face and see what low life scum he is and how he can never hurt you again, because your not scared of him your stronger and he's just a weak bully," said Danny handing her a top before walking to the doorway.
"Until you can face him, he'll never leave. I know how strong you are and I know you'll get through this," he said leaving Lindsay sat on the bed. It was true every time she pictured him it was the fear of not knowing that was paralysing that he could be anyone. She wanted to know who it was and she wanted to see them behind bars.
"Hey," smiled Lindsay coming into the living.
"Thanks," she said smiling at Danny who simply smiled back.
"So I better be going," smiled Danny getting up, "If you need anything call me."
"Thanks," smiled Stella showing him to the door.
"Hey Stella could we go for a walk?" asked Lindsay much to Stella's surprise. "Just round here, anything but fur walls I'm going a little crazy"
"You've only been here twenty four hours," replied Stella
"And look what it's done to me" said Lindsay with a hint of a smile.
"Can we at least have breakfast?" asked Stella
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