You're Buying Me A Car

A/N OH MY GOD THAT SEASON FINALE WAS AMAZING!!!!!!! CSI NY season finale, JUST as amazing! For all those who watch CSI NY: My favourite pair is together YAY:D Lindsay and Danny 3

And Crossing Jordan: Jordan telling Woody she loved him, I was like: HA you can't tell her to go away now cause she'll DIE:D

Wow I'm wired. Just finished Bones season finale, it wasn't what I had expected.

I'm so glad Crossing Jordan didn't get cancelled like the tabloids had said! You CANNOT leave your fans with a cliffhanger, EVER!

Sorry I'm totally wired and in writing MODE!!! WOOHOO!!!

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Kate finished stitching up the body of William Kendal. She looked up as Detective Santana walked in.

"Do you have anything?" Santana asked.

"Well, COD is not the stab wound he suffered, that much I can tell you. Other than that, there's not much. There was something in his blood stream and I'm running it through tox right now," Kate replied, snapping off her gloves and glancing down at her watch. "And I'm off the clock right now, so we'll find out the answers in the morning."

"You're leaving? Now?" Santana sounded much like Woody when Kate told him she was going to go home and get her 8 hours of sleep.

"Yes, I'm leaving now," Kate pulled off her apron and closed the door to the changing room.

Santana stormed away from autopsy one. She was muttering things as she ran flat into Nigel. "Oh, I'm sorry Nige."

"It's fine Detective," Nigel said with a smile. "Have you seen Kate anywhere?"

"She said she's going home for the night," Santana's face showed frustration.

"Well I have her tox screen. She won't believe this," Nigel sounded excited.

"Can I see?" Santana asked.

"Sure I don't see why not," he handed her the paper. After a minute, he saw Kate emerge from the dressing room and he took it back from Santana. "Kate! I found something."

Kate sighed and took the paper from Nigel. She read it over and stopped dead. "You're kidding."

"Nope."

"It can't be! We don't have them here!"

"But it's painless, and they wouldn't notice if it was done properly," Nigel nodded excitedly.

"Hello? I still don't get it," Santana said, hands placed on her hips.

"What the hell..." Jordan mumbled as she walked out of trace.

"What's the matter with you?" Kate asked.

"This doesn't make sense," Jordan looked up at the group, apparently confused.

"Join the club," Kate replied, a little sarcastically.

"Why are you confused?" Jordan asked, setting her tox screen down on the reception desk.

"This," Nigel handed Jordan the tox screen that they had.

Jordan's brow knitted together and she picked up her screen and looked at both of them. "Ok..." she handed Kate a sheet of paper. "Read the first thing on the tox screen."

Kate skimmed over the screen. "Green mamba venom, then seconal."

"Look at this," Jordan handed Kate the paper she had been holding.

Kate skimmed over that one as well. "They're the same," she said, handing Jordan back the paper. "But it could just be a coincidence."

All three looked at her in disbelief.

Kate sighed and turned to the elevator. "I'll see you in the morning when I'm rested and can think again," she turned and left the morgue.

"No! No!" Kate struggled to get out from underneath her attacker. "Don't, please don't!" she begged.

"You have thirty minutes to live, Kate. Goodbye," her captor stood up and left.

Kate looked around. She tried to scream for help, but was only returned with the shutting of her eyes, and then, darkness.

Kate shot up and shrieked. She looked around and then looked down at her arms. There were no needle marks, nothing. She got out of bed, shaking.

Binky followed her. The only sound he made was the click clack of his nails on the ground.

Kate sat down at her counter and looked at the glowing clock on her microwave. It read 3:59 am.

She sighed a little and was now feeling quite awake. She went over to her television and sat down on the couch, her dandy daschund terrier jumped up on her lap and fell asleep. She turned on the TV to a comedy show. She didn't care what was on, she just needed to watch something.

By the time she looked up at the clock, it had been an hour and a half. She stood up, startling Binky.

Kate went upstairs and got dressed and pulled her hair back. She wasn't going to bother with makeup at 5:30 in the morning. She had five minutes to get to the first bus to get to work.

She quickly walked to the bus stop and stood and waited a moment for it. She thought she heard somebody behind her, but realized that her adrenaline was still rushing from the nightmare she had had.

The bus came and she climbed onto it and sat down. There was only five people on the bus, including her.

She sat, staring at the dark road as the bus sped past it. Every few feet a street light would hit them and then it'd go back into darkness.

Not once did she notice the pair of eyes that were staring at her. Not once.

Kate stepped off the elevator and went into the morgue. It was pretty much empty. She heard people talking in the conference room, and even though she wouldn't admit it, Kate needed human contact at the moment.

She opened the door and saw Jordan, Santana, Nigel and Woody sitting around the table talking. They looked like they had been there all night.

None of them noticed her slip into the room and sit down in a chair in the corner.

"How would somebody get a green mamba?" Jordan asked, rubbing her very tired looking eyes.

Woody had his head resting on the table. Kate stood and opened the door again, more forcefully, then closed it louder.

"Well look who's here," Santana snapped.

Kate felt nervous, and hoped that nobody noticed. "I just thought you'd want help," she half lied.

"No thanks, we're doing fine," Woody retorted.

"Alright, I'll be in my office then," Kate turned from the room and went to her office. She sat down and turned on some music.

When you're alone and life is making you lonely
You can always go downtown
When you've got worries, all the noise and the worries seems to help I know
Downtown

She listened to the music, and it switched her mood to a happier one. Until her cell phone rang.

"Switzer."

"Help me, please," the voice whispered. "He's coming back, please help me Chris."

"My name's not Chris..." Kate said softly. "Where are you? What's your name?"

"No time... he's coming.. he's..."

"What are you doing? Give me that damned phone!" Kate heard a voice yell and
then she heard a scream, then the line went dead.

"WOODY!" Kate yelled down the hall. "GET IN HERE NOW!"

Woody, Nigel, Jordan and Santana ran into her office. "What's going on?" Jordan asked.

"This," Kate showed them a recording of her phone call. "I record all phone calls in case I need them again. Or in this case..." she hit play and the voice rang through.

"Switzer."

"Help me, please," the voice whispered. "He's coming back, please help me
Chris."

"My name's not Chris..." Kate said softly. "Where are you? What's your
name?"

"No time... he's coming.. he's..."

"What are you doing? Give me that damned phone!"

"Beeeeeeep."

"Do you have a tracer on your phone as well?" Nigel asked.

"No, that's one thing I don't have."

"How do you know it wasn't a fake?" Woody asked.

"Because I could hear it all," Kate sighed and stood up. "There's nothing we can really do, I was just worrying."

"Kate," Nigel started.

"No, really, it's fine," Kate left her office and went back to work.

Two Days Later:

Three more bodies had come in. Two that Kate didn't recognize, and one that took her bus.

"What the hell is going on?" she asked herself while waiting for the fingerprints she had collected to come through AFIS.

"What was that?" Nigel stepped through the door and handed her a coffee.

"Thank you," Kate looked at him, surprised. "I was just wondering what the hell is going on here. I mean, five bodies in three days? And all killed the same way? I don't think it would be jumping to conclusions to say that we have a serial killer on the loose."

Nigel nodded.

Kate sipped her coffee, then looked down at her watch. "One more hour and I'm going home."

"Do you want a ride?" he asked. "I drive past your street."

"No thanks, I'm gonna just take a bus," Kate replied.

"Alright," Nige nodded, after all, none of them knew that the killer was choosing people who took the bus.

Kate took another sip from her coffee cup. Finally, she heard the beeping of the computer that was telling her they had found a match. "Christopher Cornwell, age 27..." Kate stared at the picture, remembering the phone call she had received a couple days ago. "Nigel? Do you remember the phone call I got two days ago?"

"Yes," Nigel looked at her over his computer.

"Do you remember the name?" she asked again.

"No," Nigel looked confused.

"Chris."

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A/N sorry that chapter wasn't as good as I thought it would be. I hope it was ok though!

Please review whether you hated it or not!

-S-D-