Catherine was running for her life. Her arms swinging at her sides, her breathe was quick and short, her legs feeling like they were about to give way. The sky was dark, she was in some kind of forest, tall trees towered above her, leave rustled as she ran over them. Her head was telling her not to look over her shoulder but she couldn't resist. The car was still following her at high speed, a black Ford Mondeo. This time was different. This time she could see the driver. The driver was dressed all in black, as the driver swerved the car they were laughing hysterically. Catherine was still running at high speed, she knew she had to carry on or the car would run her over. Suddenly she tripped up on the forest floor, she hit the floor hard, she scrambled to get up, her legs wouldn't allow it, she turned her body over, the headlights of the car were coming to her quickly. Suddenly they were right there, Catherine closed her eyes fearing what would happen next.

Catherine bolted up in her bed, her forehead drenched in sweat, her breathing hard and fast. She put her head between her legs trying to calm herself down, while repeating 'it was just a dream, just a dream.' Catherine didn't know how she would get over her current problem. Apparently it was getting to her more than she thought. Maybe it was the mysterious phone call, Catherine tried to rationalise the phone call by telling herself it was just a wrong number. Who would want to stalk her? She'd had no real threats lately from suspects. Yes the Ford following her may have been a bit strange that being said she did live in Vegas didn't she? Plus she hadn't seen the car since 2 days ago. Catherine glanced at the clock, the time read 2pm...great she'd managed to get 4 hours sleep. There was no way she'd get back to sleep now. So Catherine rose from her bed, grabbed some slacks and decided to clean the house till it was time to pick up Lindsey. She wanted to keep her mind of Lindsey because of having to wait for the explanation, Catherine wasn't the most patient of women! So Catherine got on with her domestic tasks; cleaning, washing, ironing. However her mind was plagued with worry.

Catherine was just grabbing a load of washing to put into the washing machine when the phone rang. Catherine ran from the bathroom with her hands full of washing. She went to grab the phone forgetting that she was holding the washing, the washing feel to the ground.

"Hello?" Catherine said while being a little out of breath. She paused for a moment.

"HELLO?" She shouted getting impatient.

"Okay let's get something straight," she was about to continue the sentence when the line went dead, in her frustration she slammed the phone down onto the holder. Catherine picked up the washing on the floor and continued with her duties.

"You look tired!"

"And hello to you to Lindsey," Catherine said while smiling, she loved how there was no need for formality between the two of them. Lindsey climbed into the car and leaned over to give her mom a quick hug. As Catherine pulled back from the hug she caught sight of the Ford Mondeo in the mirror. Catherine sighed.

"I've had enough of this," Catherine said under her breath. Catherine went to reach for her gun while doing this Lindsey saw what had got her mother so angry.

"Mom, mom, listen to me," Lindsey shouted to me to get her mother's attention to stop her doing something stupid.

"What Lindsey?" Catherine asked agitated.

"Just leave it, I'll explain EVERYTHING when we get home."

"Look, Lindsey whose the mother here?"

"You," Lindsey quietly said.

"Exactly. So I will deal with this! Look I'll call for backup if things get out of hand," Catherine explained, "I just can't go on like this!"

Lindsey said those two magic words, "Trust me."

Catherine sighed and closed the dash board cupboard. The drive home was too slow for Catherine. There was also the old friend of silence. Catherine pulled onto the driveway and bashed her head on the wheel. Lindsey looked at her mom, her smile was upside. Both of them didn't want to move from the car nor did they look at one another, Catherine's head was still on the steering wheel and Lindsey was staring into space. Eventually after a few minutes, Lindsey spoke, "I'm sorry."

Catherine looked over to Lindsey seat and was about to reply when she realised Lindsey had got out of the car. Catherine clicked her belt undone and followed Lindsey into their home.

Lindsey was sat of the sofa in their living room. Catherine walked over to the arm chair and sat down.

"Lindsey I'm not going to talk, I'm going to listen," Catherine announced to try and get rid of Lindsey's fears. In the last couple of years Catherine's understand of a child had matured. Maybe this was because she had had time to reflect on her own upbringing, maybe it was because of Sam Braun, maybe it was because she reached breaking point and had to change...she didn't know.

"Okay, well I'm sorry, I was just worried about you. I saw the car when I came out of school yesterday and I managed to get a look at the driver. I didn't want you to be mad mom so I didn't tell you about it and then I used your phone to tell them to stop because I didn't want you to be sad like you used to be."

Catherine admired Lindsey's protection of her mother, "It's okay baby I'm not mad but you haven't told me who it is."

Lindsey looked at her mom then opened her mouth...

Catherine was driving like a elephant on speed, she knew her destination, she was mad as hell. Her mind couldn't simplify the situation...she didn't understand the situation. All she knew was she wanted to strangle the stalker! She looked ahead on the street, right outside the stalkers house was a black car. She let out a frustrated cry. Then she parked the car and rushed to the house and banged on the door repeatedly. After 5 minutes she came to the conclusion that there was no-one in. A light bulb went off in her head. There was one more place they might be. She rushed back into 

her car and once again she broke the speed of light. She got to a familiar place where she also saw a familiar car. She didn't even process that she might need to calm down a bit. She went into the building with all guns blazing. Then she went to the room where she knew they'd be.

"WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?" Catherine shouted as she stormed into the room

"How lovely to see you, take a seat," a calm voice said.

"NO, NO, EXPLAIN TO ME,"

The other person just stayed silent. Catherine threw a book that was on the desk across the room, she was getting more and more angry.

"I don't understand it," she said quietly to the person.

"I'm sorry, I've lost sight of things; Tricks and treachery are the practice of fools, that don't have brains enough to be honest."

"Gil you're not going to get out of this with a stupid quote!"

"That was me telling you I am going to be honest," Grissom paused for a moment then continued, "In the sight of things this heartbreak has made me lose my brain, I lost the power to rationalise my life. I was paranoid that you were hiding Sara. I haven't eaten, I don't sleep, I just...I just..am consumed."

Catherine was easy to forgive Grissom, she could sympathise with his heartbreak plus this was the first time he'd been in love, love makes people do crazy things, also he wasn't do this to hurt anyone, he was too consumed in his own hurt to realise the world around him, the main reason was because she understood Grissom, his social skills were not his best but she still had one question, "Why me? Why not Nick or Greg or Warwick?"

Grissom answered simply, "Because she trusted you."

Catherine was confused but she didn't really want to open that box, "Gil you know I have no idea where Sara is? So this all has to stop, okay?"

Grissom apologised again and nodded at Catherine's statement.

"Now tonight I'm running this gig, you are going home, but first we are going to eat, okay?"

Grissom again could do nothing but nod. Catherine led the way to her car and then they drove away to the restaurant. As they pulled up to the restaurant Catherine's phone started ringing, Grissom handed the phone to her, Catherine answered and said, "Hello, Catherine Willows?"

She repeated herself and yet again there was nothing but silence...

Catherine looked at Grissom then to her phone then back to Grissom with a confused look on her face...