Chapter 13 – Attack
"Catherine…I don't understand. How do you know he's trying to kill you?" Sara got out of bed and started dressing.
"I…I was getting out of the car and they attacked me from behind. He…I ran into the house and he chased me…Sara just get here quick! Bring someone!"
"Ok…Ok Catherine…it's going to be fine. Just calm down. Where are you right now?"
"I'm in the closet. There…I think there were two of them. The other one's at the back door. Sara I'm trapped!" she whispered getting more and more terrified.
"Ok…Cath….just listen to me. Keep your phone on. I'm on my way right now." Sara was completely dressed and she covered the mouthpiece to shake Jeff awake.
"Mmm?" he asked sleepily.
"Can you watch Charlotte while I'm gone? I have to leave. I'll call you when I'm coming back."
"K…" he answered and fell into his REM cycle again.
Sara grabbed her cell and ran out the door into her car. She kept Catherine on the phone and dialed 911. She told them to get to Catherine's house. She drove there, Catherine's phone cutting off about 3 minutes later. She had remembered to bring her gun that was resting on the seat beside her. Catherine's house was only a 10 minute drive, at Sara's present speed, but it was the longest drive Sara had ever been on.
She ripped down Catherine's street and she heard sirens in the distance. She sat in the car only about a second before deciding to go in alone. She grabbed her gun and tore at a full run to Catherine's front door.
It was wide open and the window pane had been smashed. Sara held up her gun and walked silently inside. She heard the sirens get louder and she walked up the steps to the second floor. He heart racing, she opened each door and swept it with her gun before going to the next. She had never been in Catherine's house before so she could only guess which one was the master.
When she opened it she nearly fell back into the hall again. Catherine was lying on the bed. She still had her bra on and she was still wearing a slip. A dark figure was standing over her and Sara would have shot him if she had had the time. He jumped out the window just as Sara ran up to it. She decided he had heard her in the other rooms and had gotten ready. There was another man at the bottom and they were running toward the front of the house. She decided Catherine was much more important and holstered her gun, kneeling by the bed to comfort her.
They had cut her stomach open, but from what Sara could see, they weren't deep.
"Catherine?" she asked, tears burning the back of her eyes.
Catherine's head lulled from side to side as Sara slipped a hand in hers. She heard men coming in the front door and shouted for them to come upstairs. It took only a few seconds for them to arrive at the other side of the bed. They had turned to lights on and the whole room was illuminated and Sara took it all in. The sheets around Catherine were bloody as well as her white bra and slip. Her clothes were at the foot of the bed, hopelessly forgotten.
The paramedics loaded Catherine onto a stretcher as Sara called Grissom and told him what was going on. He said he would be right over and Sara went into the ambulance with Catherine, hoping to God she was going to be ok.