Kat in Distress

Author's note: Guess what, another story about our favorite new person at the Lightman Group. This takes place 1 month after Pete. If you haven't read that or Gillian's Shadow please do so or you will be a little lost. Please let me know what you think. Also all spelling, grammatical, etc. errors are my own, if you notice any please inform me.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I don't even own the computer I'm currently typing this on, so please don't try to sue me.

Summary: A family emergency for Kat brings a new case.

It was a quiet, still night. The only sound that could be heard was the gentle breathing of the two sleeping forms in the bed, a girl and a cat. The sudden piercing ring of a phone instantly awoke the pair. With bleary eyes the girl clumsily reached for the phone, nearly knocking it onto the floor in her attempts at stopping the offending sound. She answered it without even looking to see who it was.

"Hello." She answered groggily.

"Kat." She heard her sister's voice say hoarsely, obviously crying.

"Maggie, what's wrong?" Kat asked sitting up, now completely awake, panic starting to set in.

"Kat, he's dead." Maggie said with a crack in her voice.

"Who's dead? What are you talking about?" Kat asked, a concerned frown crossing her face.

"Dad. He's dead," Maggie wept.

"When? What happened?" Kat's eyes widened in surprise.

"I don't know. I just went to his place tonight and found him." Maggie broke into sobs.

"Oh my God. Honey, are you ok?" Kat asked, terror and sadness filled her for what her sister had to go through.

"Kat, I need you," Maggie all but whispered.

"Mags… I don't know," Kat answered softly.

"Kat, I know you and Dad didn't always get along, but please?" Maggie begged.

"But you've got Sean," Kat pointed out, trying to get herself off the hook.

"I already called him. He'll be here after his last class tomorrow. I need both of you here. We can't do this alone," Maggie pleaded.

Kat was silent for a minute. It was true that she and her father didn't always see eye to eye. In fact she couldn't remember the last time they'd spoken. But something in her sister's voice tugged at her heart. Her little sister had always had a way of doing that. She knew what she had to do. Sighing she finally answered, "I'll be there as soon as I can."