Say Something

Chapter Twenty-one ~ The interrogation

Um, Niall... I'm really sorry for your loss but we need to get on with this interrogation." said Rose.

"Okay," I said, tears still falling down my cheeks. "Put him away."

Jack pulled a table out of a wall and wheeled the table Zayn's body lay on over to it before Rose helped him lift him onto it and slide it back into the wall, out of sight.

"You okay, Niall?" Jack asked me.

"Yeah, I should be fine to talk." I said, my voice wavering as I tried to dry my tears.

Rose led me over to a wooden table in the corner of the room with two chairs around it, one on either side, and told me to sit.

"So, Niall, tell me about what happened the night you found Caitlin in your house." she said after she pressed a button on a recording device she had in her hand.

"My nephew, Theo, came into my room and told me that something was going on in his old bedroom, which we had lost the key to about a year before. I thought nothing of it, and told him to go back to bed."

"And what happened in the morning?"

"I decided I to make sure everything was okay in that room, so I looked through the window in the door and that was when I saw her. Caitlin was curled up on the mattress, which was the only thing in the room, and from what I could see she'd had a pretty rough night. She appeared to have many, many cuts and bruises all over her body. I couldn't get into the room, so I waited until she woke up.

"When she woke up, she began to stretch and I could tell by her facial expression that she was in a lot of pain. She opened her eyes and looked around, seeming dazed and confused, until she saw me. She saw my face and smiled, and I've never seen a smile more beautiful. She whispered my name, seeming a bit surprised to see me there.

"The window in the door opened from the outside, so I quickly went and got two notebooks and pens and pushed one set through the open window. She looked at it for a minute before slowly crawling towards it, because she couldn't stand up. On my notebook I wrote to ask her who she was and how she got there, and I showed it to her. She wrote in reply: 'my name is Caitlin and I have absolutely no idea.' I quickly scribbled a note saying that I would get her some food before doing just that. I put a stool through the window so that she could reach the food from my hands."

"And then what happened?" Rose asked me.

"I waited until she had finished eating before I called the police to break down the door. They told us that there would be CSIs coming to see us, but they never did anything about it, only asked her what happened, and of course she couldn't remember. I let her shower and gave her some clothes that belonged to Isabel, my dead girlfriend, to wear because she is about the same size. It was only then that I saw the full extent of her injuries. I bandaged up her wounds and told her I would take her to the doctor, but she refused. I think she was a bit scared."

"Is that everything about her?" Rose asked me.

"Yeah, that's all that happened with Caitlin turning up at my house... Tommo showed up the next night. Caitlin and I were in bed together, I was cuddling with her because she was frightened, when she suddenly woke up because she remembered what had happened. She screamed at me that they were going to kill Tommo, and that's when we heard the most ear-piercing scream. We rushed into Theo's old room to find Tommo stabbed and bleeding out fast." I told her.

"Is that all you need to tell me?"

"That relates to your investigation, yes. Can I go now?"

"Yes, Niall. You can leave now. They should be finished with your nephew at least... and I'm so very sorry about Zayn."

"It'll be okay..." I whispered, before getting up to leave.

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Caitlin told me about her interrogation that night when we were in bed together. She told me that they asked her all sorts of questions about James and she had said Tommo would be better to answer those questions. I asked her if she had told them about the baby, and she said no, she hadn't.

"Are you going to keep the baby?" I found myself asking her.

"Of course I am. I can't sacrifice an innocent life, even if I don't want it and its father is a murderer." she whispered.

"Okay. Have you told anyone else about it? Have you even told Tommo?"

"Not yet, so far it's just between you and me, Niall." she paused. "You know, I've always wanted to have something like this with you."

"Really?"

"Ever since I first heard about One Direction... I've been in love with you."

"One Direction started out almost 17 years ago!" I said.

"It sure has been a long time, hasn't it? I remember when you were this little crooked toothed blonde haired blue eyed cutie who was the shortest 16 year old boy I'd ever seen. And now look at you! Tall, brown haired, poker straight teeth thanks to those braces you once had, and those bright blue eyes still as beautiful as the day I first saw you."

"I was... very short... and I hated my teeth..." I stammered.

"You were adorable, Niall. And I kind of miss those crooked teeth. "

"I love you, Caitlin. I've only known you for a couple of months but... I love you. With all my heart." I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her like I'd never kissed another girl before, long, passionate kisses that seemed to last forever. She didn't pull away, she just kissed me back just as passionately. I loved the feeling of my lips on hers, and her lips tasted just like strawberries.