Only time could tell

Only time could tell
Chapter 18

Cath's POV

I didn't want to leave her, but I knew that I had to. I needed to see after Lindsey, take a shower and change my clothes. I walked down the hospital parking lot to get my car when I remembered that I got here with the ambulance. And my car was still parked at the labs.

"Damn!" I whispered between my teeth, turned around, grabbed my phone and started dialling for a cab.

Half an hour later I was at the lab. I entered the building and asked if Gil was in.

"He's talking to Ecklie, about the case, how's your colleague?"

"She will be fine when that bastard ends up in jail."

I walked down the corridor, but I couldn't find Gil, then I passed the interogation interrogation rooms. And I noticed Gil. He was staring through the window into the interogation interrogation room. God he looked so much older then he usually did. I entered the room, but he didn't notice me. I laid my hand down on his shoulder.

"Gil?"

He didn't say anything, he just turned his head and stared at me with those sad eyes.

"Gil, she's going to be all right. What are you doing here? You know that they don't want us here. Not now, we are way to involved in this case."

"I wanna know why? I have to know why?" His voice was nothing more then a whisper, I could barely hear what he was saying. But I knew what he meant, even if he didn't say it, I would hanownnown. I wanted to know it to, but I remembered my own anger when Lindsey was almost killed. And I knew that I would be able to do the same to this bastard.

I grabbed his arm and tried to pull him out of the room. Of course I didn't have the strenght strength to pull him away because he was to determined to stay.

"We aren't supposed to be here. Gil not now, we have to go, common'."

And that was the moment when the bastard started to speak.

"I'm a journalist and all I ever do is tell Las Vegas that someone won a big prize in one of the casino´s, I'm bored with my job. Somehow I never get an exiting story, my colleagues always get them. I need this story to move forward as a journalist. But I never get the chance."

"And that's when I started to think about it, my colleagues always know where they have to be they are always at the right time at the right moment. So I figured that they had to know more about it. Even when I found an informant, my bosses always said that my stories weren’t interesting enough."

He laughed evilly and drank some water.

"So I started thinking about making my own story a couple of months ago. I drove through Las Vegas and I found this neighbourhood. It was perfect, al these perfect little houses with their white picket fences in the front yard. And then I fought the perfect family, and I decided that they would be my victims.

"So I bought a gun, a cell phone and some black clothes. I drove there in my van. And parked it one block away. I crept through some backyards and finally reached their house. Well you all know what happened then. I killed the parents and when I was about to leave I noticed the little girl behind her bedroom window. I didn't want to kill her but then again, I didn't have a choice. So I ran upstairs and sliced her throat."

"Well, then I left through the backyards again, and I changed my clothes in the van, I called the police and told them that something was going on in the house. Within a couple of minutes the whole place was crowded with police officers. But it became really interesting when that gorgeous little CSI gal arrived at the scene. She came down carrying that little boy. That was so sweet to watch."

He laughed again as evilly as he possibly could.

"And then the other gorgeous lady arrived. They where having a fight and she was a real bitch. But I definatly (defiantly) ce the the wrong profession, I should have been a CSI, with al these gorgeous lady's around. Well I shot some pictures and left right after they let. I waited outside the labs here. And the two women came out again. I followed them home. But they had breakfast first. That little bitch dropped the other one of at her house, and a little girl came running down the street. She is just as pretty as her mommy."

He laughed again aurneurned around, he stared straight at me as if he knew that I was standing there. I stumbled backward and Gil grabbed my arms just in time before I fell down. He wrapped his arms around me, and tears started to flow. We just stood there until a voice interrupted the silence.

"What the hell are you two doing her? I thought I told you to stay away? Do I really have to put the two of you on probation?" Ecklie said angrilly when he spotted the two of them.

"No don't blame Cath she came to drag me out of this room, but I was the one who was too stubborn. And then it was to late, he started telling why he did it."

"Out! You two before I change my mind and call Stokes and Brown and tell them that I don't want to see them tonight. Get some rest talk about, visit Sara, and come back tomorrow night. When the shift starts and not a minute sooner, do you understand?"

We both nodded and left the building.

"Cath, I'm sorry about that. I didn't want you to hear that. I'm sorry, do you need a ride home?"

"Don't be sorry, you couldn't know that. I'm fine, I need my car that's what I came here for."

I hugged Gil and got into my car. I watched at my own face in the rear-view mirror, I whipped away the tears, I didn't want Lindsey te the them. And I drove away from the parking lot. Twenty minutes later I parked the car in front of my sisters house. Lindsey came running out of the door when she saw me. I got out of the car and hugged her, I just held her close to me for as long as I could.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"I'm fine honey don't worry about me."

"How’s Sara? Can I see her today?"

"Yes you can, she has a lot of pain, but she's alright."

Sara's POV

I was exhausted after the examination, it took more from me then I could ever imagine. Dr. Carter told me to get some sleep, and so I tried, but I was to afraid to fall asleep really.

In the end the exhaustion probably got to me, because I woke up when Catherine entered the room.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you up."

"Doesn't matter you can wake me up anytime."

"So you where finally sleeping?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid to sleep but it must have gotten me finally."