A/N: My first CSI Science Fiction ever so please be nice and no flames! Also BTW, this is a combo of the Night Watch series (if you don't understand some of the terms look it up) and CSI, also some Jigoku Shoujo (Hell Girl).
Warnings: possible Yaoi (don't like don't read) and lots of violence
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Hell Girl, CSI, or the Night Watch series… T-T
Long Blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, freckles, and a sweet smile.
Gone.
Shattered.
Mezzi was not there and never would be again.
New Image.
Shaggy short brown hair.
Bleached
VERY GOOD
Shoulder length brown hair
Natural
Good
Shoulder length blonde hair
Natural
Bad
Short curly grey hair
Natural
Good
Short brown hair
Natural
Good
Big brown hair
Natural
Undecided
Short black hair
Natural
VERY GOOD
Short black hair
Sharpie
VERY BAD
CSI
The one thing Rebecca did not like about her clairvoyance was that she didn't know if good meant on her side, or a potential light one.
"Yo Bekki! Come down from planet day dream!" I snapped back to reality.
"New people." I replied with a grim expression.
"Dang it and I thought we were going to get some shut eye around here!"
"It's Las Vegas, Mouk," I said in a matter of fact tone, "Did you really think that you would get to sleep?"
"Not with a certain vampire dragging me to parties all night…" implied Mouk.
"Ha-ha point taken." I responded dryly. "By the way I've finished that project…"
"The one that will let you visit your customers during the day?" he seemed surprised, I remained placid.
"I've got to maintain the reputation as Jigoku Shoujo, so yes. I've learned astral projection." I sounded too proud for my liking. Being known as Hell Girl was not something to be proud of. "Oh and Mouk…?" now I sounded unsure. This must of caught his attention cause it's very seldom for me to sound that way.
"Yeah?" I grinned,
"You're gonna fall in looooove!" He twitched and whispered something about evil ESP. The truth was that I didn't want to worry him with what was really on my mind. We would be found out, and someone might betray us.
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"Nick, Warrick, you guys have a 4-19 in Henderson. Catherine, Sara there's a hobo at the strip with your name on it. Greg, you're with me." Grissom said giving Greg a look that said this is really important. Given their assignments the team left and Greg was about to go with them, but got pulled back by Grissom.
"What is it boss?"
"Greg… Come to my office I don't want to be overheard." This was definitely going over Greg's head, as he couldn't possibly imagine what Grissom was going to talk about. Maybe it was about Sara! He could just imagine it. 'Greg, how do you charm the ladies so?' 'Oh Grissom, it's all in the smile'. "Greg?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, don't worry Grissom it's all in the smile."
"What are you talking about?" Oops…
"Uh… what are you talking about?" Grissom was now thoroughly confused so he decided to ignore his colleague's strange behavior.
"I understand that… you've been in contact with… vampires." Greg was immediately caught of guard and only managed to say in his shocked state.
"Uh no way… ha-ha G-Grissom so f-f-f-funny…" Then he fainted only to wake to the awful smell of smelling salts.
"Greg, I was serious back there. But don't worry; I have as well. You see this next case is a favor for the government. A vampire and an unknown creature (possibly a wer-lupus) have been spotted attacking humans. The FBI has the press under control and the government is working on the public but we need to get started right away." Greg blinked; it was a lot of information to take in at once. And there was one thing he was uneasy about.
"What are they going to do the vampire once we get them?" Greg asked in a shaky voice. His mom, his dad, all killed by-
"Don't worry Greg, they'll be rational. Give him a fair trial." Grissom reassured seeing the younger man's concern for the species.
"And if guilty."
"Jail can't hold vampires…" Greg was almost in tears.
"So what's that supposed to mean?"
"I think you know what it means Greg." Said Grissom gently.
"So-so they're just gonna kill somebody instead of send them to jail? Death is worse than life imprisonment. It's not fair. It's not just. It's not right, morally! Plus, they can't help themselves!"
"Greg, I can see this is a sensitive subject for you but-."
"Sensitive subject! Grissom, it's an impulse. They can't help it! They're NOT evil! It-it's like a drinking or drug problem! But not as much their choice. Do you think they chose to be vampires? Huh? No! It's a chain reaction. One vampire bites a human because they're dying and need blood, human-turned-vampire bites someone else for the same reason and so on!"
"Greg!" Grissom took a firmer note in his voice this time, "Get a hold of yourself. Murder is murder. And even though some are not evil, none of them are innocent. If vampires are so like humans than there has to be some that are bad, and are for murder. This could be one of those types." Greg couldn't argue, what Grissom said made sense. Plus he had the possibility of loosing his job.
"You're right… I'm sorry that was out of line." Greg looked tired, Grissom could tell. Which, all in all, was a bad sign not just because it was good to be well rested, but also because this case was going to take a lot of time and energy.
"It's fine Greg, go home and get some sleep, prepare for tomorrow night."
"But you just said…"
"You wont be much help when you're tired, get some sleep." Greg smiled.
"Thanks… oh and Grissom?"
"Yeah?"
"What do you know… about my contact… with vampires…?"
"I just know that you encountered one in your childhood, and your grandma saved you. Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Uh no, that's it."
"Alright, call me if you need anything. If Ecklie calls you have the 24 hour flu." Grissom said quite seriously, Greg laughed.
"Okay see ya Griss!"
