Unhealthy Obsessions
by Marissa
Disclaimer: I do not own anything
Summary: Women are turning up dead and the connection between all of them may have put Catherine on the list for being the next victim.
Rating: CSI 3
Spoilers: Viva Las Vegas
Chapter 8

Mark kept his gun aimed at both Gil and Catherine and made his way toward the couch Catherine and Gil had just be sitting on.

"You were going to take him back." Mark scoffed "He cheated on you, and you still wanted him back."

Catherine shook her head "Mark I don't know what Chris told you but I don't." she fumbled "I didn't take him back."

"Bull shit!" Mark retorted "You women never learn, you never learn."

"Mark I think you should put down the gun and…"

"SHUT UP!" Mark shouted firing a warning shot just above Gil's head.

Gil instantly was quiet and raised his hand as if to surrender.

"All I wanted." Mark began lunging at Catherine and taking her hand in his. "All I wanted" he pushed her to sit on the couch. "I wanted a chance."

"Mark," Catherine attempted to reason "It's not that…."

"I didn't ask you to speak!" he screamed smashing the butt of his gun against her cheek.

"Mark!" Gil stepped forward in attempts to protect Catherine.

"Don't you fucking move! I'll kill her." He grabbed Catherine by her hair and stood her up. She's a whore. They were all whores!"

"Are you talking about Jessie and Elizabeth?" Gil asked

"I had to do it." He admitted "Elizabeth wouldn't listen. I told her he was cheating; he didn't take her seriously. I started sleeping with her and she told me she loved me and that night I saw her come in the club. I followed her to the bathroom and she told me Chris had called her and said he wanted her back. She said she wanted him."

"What happened?" Gil inquired trying to keep Mark calm enough to let go of Catherine.

"She spit in my face. Told me I was nothing compared to Chris. She laughed. So I killed her. She tried to fight me, but she wasn't any match for me. I tried to choke her but she wouldn't die. So I got the pocket knife I sometimes use at the bar and I stabbed her. She kept screaming. She wouldn't shut up. I picked her up pushed her into the stall. The floor had just been washed and we slipped and she hit her head on the toilet. There was blood everywhere but she was dead."

Catherine looked over at Gil from her position on the floor and then back at Mark. "And Jessie?"

"I set you up Catherine. I knew he was in there with Jessie and I wanted you to see what a liar he was. I helped you and then you rejected me. Jessie stormed out of his office shortly after you, I figured by the look on her face Chris had told her to take a hike. I had my mind made up right then. I was going to console you and make it look like Chris was killing his lovers. I was going to win this time."

"What went wrong?" Catherine whispered

"I didn't know you were just like the others."

"I'm not." Catherine defended herself

"You are, look what I caught you doing."

"I love him." She replied glancing over at Gil

"You love him?" Mark walked to Gil and pressed the gun to his temple. "Will you still love him with a bullet in his brain?"

"Wait!" Catherine jumped up catching a glance of Gil's cell phone on the cushion "Don't. Don't hurt him. Mark." She paused "Let's leave."

Gil and Mark both looked over at her

"Please. I want to spend time with you. I want to get to know you. I didn't know you felt this way. All you had to do was tell me. Now I know and I want to try this." She paused glancing at Gil "Mark. I want to try this with you."

Mark grinned and then looked from Gil to Catherine "Looks like I win." He remarked punching Gil in the stomach.

Gil keeled over when his breath was taken from him.

Catherine watched as Mark stood over Gil and took the opportunity to slide his cell phone into her pocket.

"Let's go." He grabbed Catherine and pulled her toward the door.

Within a minute Gil was able to regain himself and stumbled toward the open front door just in time to see his vehicle race down the street.

Feeling his pocket he tried to search for his cell phone. "Damn it!" he snapped running to the kitchen to call brass.

***

"Where are we going?" Catherine asked keeping her eye on the road.

"Just drive!" Mark demanded holding the gun close to her.

"Is Chris dead?"

"Who cares?" Mark replied

"You can't keep killing people. And if you killed him you would have had to make it look like a suicide, otherwise."

"Turn left!" he shouted cutting her off

"Otherwise." She began again "No one will believe he killed those women, and they will still be looking for you."

"Don't you worry about it." he replied "Turn here." He pointed left

"Where are we going?"

"You ask a lot of questions." Mark commented "Why is that?"

"What are you talking about?" Catherine inquired using her free hand to secretly dial her cell phone hoping Gil would hear it ring.

***

Gil had hung up with Brass and was waiting for both he and Catherine's mother to arrive so she could stay with Lindsey who hadn't yet waken up.

He headed up the stairs and stuck his head in her door to check on her when he heard the ringing.

Gil paused for a moment to listen where it was coming from and race to Catherine's bedroom.

A sense of relief washed over him when he saw his name flash on the screen

"Catherine?" he answered but she didn't reply. Gil listened

**

"Stop right here!" Mark snapped raising his gun to her. "Get out!"

Catherine put the vehicle in park "Why are we here?" noticing the club

"We have to check on Chris, and I left him to die in his office."

**

Gil listened on the other end as Catherine's mother arrived with Brass.

"Do you know where they are going?" Brass asked watching Gil

Gil held up his hand as to ask him to wait. "He took her to The Acid Drop." He paused "They just got there; he said he left Chris to die. He's going to kill her Brass."

Brass nodded "I'll radio it in and back up will meet us there."

**

Mark pushed Catherine through the bar and toward the Chris's office.

"What if he's already dead?" she asked stalling

"You're going to fix it."

"Fix it?" Catherine pretended

"You're the investigator. You can stage it, make it look believable."

"I can't do that." she argued "Your prints are probably all over it's hard to stage a crime scene, there's no such thing as the perfect murder."

"Just shut up!" Mark yelled pushing the door open with Catherine's body.

Catherine stumbled through the door and fell over what she had a feeling was the body of Chris Bezich.

As Mark flipped the lights on her suspicions were confirmed. She slowly stood up to find her shirt and hands smeared with his blood.

"Pick him up!" Mark waved the gun.

"What?" Catherine asked confused

"Move him!" Mark demanded "NOW!"

Catherine bent down over the still body and instantly realized he was still alive.

"I thought you wanted to get to know me." She asked avoiding the task at hand

"Do what I say!" Mark ignored her "And don't worry, we'll have all the time in the world to get to know each other."

"This is crazy. The cops are going to find us!"

"How would they even know where to look?" Mark asked "Unless you tipped them off!"

"How would I have done that?" she defended herself "I haven't been out of your sight yet."

"Move!" he snapped pushing the gun in her face. "Move…Now!"

Catherine sighed and did as she was told; she proceeded to bend down and rolled Chris over. With all her effort she tried to pull him up, but she failed and fell over him.

"It's hard, you have to help me!"

Mark ignored her and waved his gun.

Catherine shook her head but didn't respond and tried once more. Standing at the head of his body she grabbed his arms and began dragging Chris.

"Hurry Up!" Mark demanded "We have to get out of here!"

"Then help..." Catherine began, but before she could finish she felt herself falling backward and hitting the ground. Catherine realized she had slipped in his blood and she listened as the cell phone still on skid across the floor and toward Mark.

"What's this?" Mark picked up the phone.

On the other end Gil realized what had happened as her pulled into the parking lot.

"This must be the boyfriend." Mark began "I should have killed you when I had the chance."

"Don't hurt her!" Gil pleaded "Just let her go!"

Mark grabbed Catherine off the floor by her hair causing her to shriek. "Don't hurt her?" Mark mimicked "Don't hurt her. Your whore is as good as dead."

Mark flipped the phone closed and in the same breath threw Catherine to the ground. "It could have been great!" he screamed raising the gun "It could have been amazing."

With that the shot of a gun rang out and echoed through the building and was heard by Gil in the parking lot.

Gil brushed off Brass's warnings and raced toward the dark building. Breaking the window he stormed inside. "Catherine?" he yelled trying to make his way in the dark. "Catherine?"

"Catherine?" Chris struggled to speak "Ca...Catherine?"

Catherine watched as Mark's body lay still beside her. "Chris?" she sat up and looked behind her as Chris fell to his knees.

Catherine quickly got to her feet. "Come one Chris." She propped him up on his shoulder "Let's get out of here."

"Catherine?" Gil yelled still panicked that he didn't know if she was okay. "Cath…

"Gil!" she responded and appeared behind Gil with Chris one her shoulder "I'm okay."

Behind Gil followed the paramedics that took Chris off of Catherine and two armed officers who entered the office where Mark was shot.

"I was so worried about you!" Gil took her in his arms "I never want to feel that way again."

Catherine smiled "Neither do I." she admitted "Neither do I."

**

Catherine woke up to the smell of coffee and the giggles of her daughter coming from the kitchen. She slowly sat up as the sun streamed in from the window and hit her face.

"Good morning." Gil smiled as he came in the room with breakfast

"Morning." She smiled kissing him as he sat next to her "What's this?"

"I just thought I'd bring the women I love breakfast in bed."

"Really?" Catherine watched him with a raised eyebrow "What do you want?"

"Nothing!" he defended himself "I just love you is all."

"Okay." She smiled back taking a bite of her eggs "If you say so."

"Actually" Gil began

"I knew it!" Catherine set her fork down. "I knew it!"

"I thought maybe" he paused "Well since everything that happened with Chris and Mark. I thought you could use a break."

"A break?" she paused "Really?"

"Yes." Gil nodded "So. I decided we should take Lindsey and we could take a little trip." He pulled out three tickets "On a cruise ship!"

"What!" she grabbed the tickets "Are you serious?"

Gil nodded "Of course."

"Gil. This… This is so expensive. I can't expect you to pay for this."

"Well I did. So accept it."

Catherine nodded "Thank you, this is so amazing."

"You deserve it, you and Lindsey. We are going to have a great time. It will give us a chance to recognize each others unhealthy obsessions and help each other work them out.

"Sounds good" Catherine smiled "But" she whispered seductively in his ear "Is the only thing I'm obsessed with." She smiled climbing off the bed.

"Wow" Gil exhaled "I love that women." He added as he headed out of the room behind her.

The end


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