The subway ride home was quiet and uneventful, thankfully. Danny walked beside Lindsay, holding her hand. They saw the unmarked car across the street of Lindsay apartment before they entered. The halls were empty as they walked up the stairs to Lindsay's floor.

"So I was thinkin', maybe I could come by in the morning and escort you in to work?" Danny asked.

Lindsay nodded. "You sure you want to?"

"Unless you'd rather be escorted by those cops down there. I was offerin' for your convenience." Danny replied.

Lindsay laughed. She stopped at her door and turned to Danny. "Eight thirty too early for you?"

"Not unless we get coffee on the way." Danny replied.

"Deal." Lindsay said.

Danny nodded. "Ok. Now then, I'm not leavin' until I know you're goin' to be alright for the night."

Lindsay smiled and pulled out her key. She slipped it into her lock and pushed open the door. She flipped the lights on and entered her apartment. Danny walked slowly into Lindsay apartment. Lindsay leaned against the counter in her kitchen and pulled off her boots. Danny watched her from the entryway of her apartment.

"If it'll make you sleep better Danny, go check out the rooms." Lindsay said.

Danny nodded. He walked off into the next room. Lindsay picked up her shoes and set them by her door. She set her purse on the table near the door and dropped her keys in the dish that was set on the table. She dropped her shoes by the table and hung her jacket on the wall. Danny walked back to the entryway.

"Anything?" Lindsay asked.

"Nothin'. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be careful." Danny said.

Lindsay nodded, "Thanks Danny."

"Anytime Montana. I'll see you tomorrow morning'." Danny said. He walked past her to the door. Danny walked out of her apartment and stopped in the doorway. "If somethin' happens durin' the night, or you don't feel safe, I'm just a call away."

Lindsay smiled. "I will, Danny."

Danny nodded, "Night Lindsay."

"Night." Lindsay said.

Danny shut the door and headed home. Lindsay walked to the door and locked everything. She turned, facing her apartment. Suddenly she felt scared. In Montana, Lindsay had been threatened by convicts, but that was never something that bothered her. Maybe because she knew they wouldn't get out. Here, this man wasn't in yet and he was after her. Lindsay walked to the table and dug her phone out of her purse.

Calm down Lindsay. You're over reacting. Lindsay told herself. She put her phone into her pocket and walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and pulled out the water pitcher. Lindsay took a glass from her cupboard and poured the water.

Lindsay walked along the counter of her kitchen, drinking her glass. Then she caught sight of something. It was a brown postal box. Lindsay set her glass down and grabbed a pair gloves from her drawer. She cut the tape with a pair of scissors and opened the box. A small white box lay inside le packaging peanuts. She pulled it out and opened it up. Lindsay gasped and dropped the box. Inside was Hannah's necklace. Below that, was a card written by the perp: Guess Who?

Then by doorway, Lindsay's home phone rang. Lindsay jumped in surprise. It rang again, but Lindsay stayed in the kitchen. The phone rang a third time. The answering machine beeped and the message came on.

"Guess who Detective Monroe? I'm very disappointed you haven't figured out who I am, and at the same time, not. I hope you had a wonderful day today. I'll see you soon. Don't bother calling anyone, you won't be able to speak let alone stand for much longer. Hope your drink tasted good." The man hung up.

Lindsay turned to her glass. She lifted it and smelled it. She couldn't smell anything, but she felt strange. Something was in her water. From the way she felt, most likely Rohpnol. The world spun around Lindsay. She felt dizzy and lightheaded.

I have to let them know. Lindsay thought. She closed the white box and dropped it in one of the drawers. Lindsay ripped off her glove and dumped it in the water. She dropped it in the drawer. Lindsay picked up the glass and threw it to the floor. Lindsay staggered against the counter and hit her head. She collapsed onto the floor of her kitchen, her apartment spun around her. Her surroundings slowly blurred into shapes and shades. Then Lindsay finally blacked out completely.

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short yes, but cliffy nonetheless! if anyone had read my other fics they should've seen this coming. now what's gonna happen? mwahahahahahahhahaha.

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