The thing that Catherine hated most about her current situation was not being able to hold Lindsay in her arms. She could talk to her, listen to her, and kiss her, but the casts on both her arms and upper torso prevented her from giving Lindsay a loving hug. There was a new person in Catherine's life though. A person that gave her and Lindsay loving hugs all the time. That man to be exact was Warrick Brown.

One Month Ago

Catherine's horrific screams of terror jolted Warrick out of his unconsciousness. He could hear her pain filled screams, but couldn't open his eyes or move! He thought he was paralyzed and started to panic! His head was screaming messages at him left, right and center, but all of a sudden his head shut up when he heard Catherine's tear filled voice pleading with a man. Then he heard two sounds at once; Catherine's scream and the sound of bones breaking.

Those horrible sounds were more than Warrick could bear. He used all of his strength to open his eyes. What greeted his eyes was a disgusting sight. A tall man in a mask had a chunk of Catherine's blonde hair in one hand and had her arm twisted behind her back in the other. Adrenaline rushed through Warrick and he lunged at the man knocking him back. A struggle ensued and Warrick and the mad man exchange blows.

In mere seconds, the man's gun flew from his hands and landed on the floor near Catherine's crumpled, crying form. She heard the clunk of the metal object on the carpet and lifted her eyes to it. Without hesitation she grabbed the cold death weapon in her shaking hands and aimed it at the heap of wrestling body parts on the floor. She wanted to make sure Warrick was in the clear so she wouldn't hit him, but she heard a raging voice behind her, most likely belonging to one of the mad man's goons. Catherine didn't have more than a second to decide. Should she go for it and possibly hit Warrick, or should she surrender the gun to a masked man and save herself from being a murderer? In one swift motion, Catherine made her decision. She aimed the gun up at the ceiling and let out a shot. The room instantly went silent. The next second, a booming voice Catherine didn't know she possessed, filled the room.

"ROBBERS! PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN OR I WILL SHOOT THIS MAN!"

Catherine aimed the rifle at the head of the masked man beside Warrick. Next, everyone heard the sounds of metal clunking against the carpeted casino. A masked man with his hands up came into Catherine's field of vision.

"Come on, lady. You don't want to be doing that."

"THE HELL I DON'T," Catherine yelled, "BUT YOU GUYS HAVE GIVEN ME NO CHOICE!"

"Okay, okay, just calm down ma'm. What do you want us to do?"

"WELL I WANT YOU TO LET EVERYONE GO, BUT FIRST I WANT GILBERT GRISSOM, SARA SIDLE, NICHOLAS STOKES, GREG SANDERS, JIM BRASS, AND SOPHIA CURTIS TO BE BROUGHT OVER HERE NOW!"

To Catherine's relief, she saw Nick slowly stand up holding Greg in his arms. Then she saw Grissom and Sara sluggishly help each other up. She could see them holding each other's hands tightly.

"WHERE IS CAPTAIN JIM BRASS AND DETECTIVE SOPHIA CURTIS!" Catherine yelled to the crowd of scared civilians and shocked robbers.

"They're both over here unconscious Cath," said Nick in such a hoarse voice she could hardly understand him.

"Are they seriously injured?" asked Catherine in a worried tone.

"I can't tell," Nick whispered back.

"OKAY," Catherine yelled, determined to get back to business, "I WANT…"

Catherine's sentence got cut short when she heard a loud bang come from somewhere to her right.