Has some CSI:Miami in it, since i've taken to Ryan Wolfe and absolutely love him. Not enough to be a crossover, but there are mentions of CSI:Miami.

[Miami, Florida]

[Skye Stokes' POV]

"Bye Ryan." I said, hugging my best friend and on-off love, Ryan Wolfe.

He hugged me tightly and let go, looking at me. His hazel eyes looked into my eyes sadly. "Do you have to go?"

I nodded. "Yes."

"Why couldn't you stay?"

"This is a great opportunity for me. To work in the second largest crime lab in the us. I wasnt going to turn away that opportunity. Not even for you, sweetie."

He smiled slightly. "But i thought you said you'd always be here for me. Always."

I smiled back. "I will. Just not in person. But in here." I touched his heart.

He took my hand. "That sounds great for a Disney thing, but not for me."

"You can call me whenever you need me, ok?"

"Ok." He sighed.

I knew something else was bothering him. "What do you wanna say, Ryan?"

"You worked with the largest crime lab, the best of the best at quantico. And you dropped like, 3 levels to work here and dropped 2 from Quantico to Sin City?! You pick Sin City over Quantico?!" He said.

I nodded. "Yes, you're correct."

Ryan looked at me like I was crazy.

"I'm not meant for Quantico! They're so serious."

"They're FBI." He said in a 'duh' tone.

"Yes, but i'm not meant to be a FBI."

"Fine. But Vegas? Why?"

"My cousin works with them. He's a CSI. They heard of me from a case where the vic was from Miami and in our system. I found info they needed, i worked with them technically. They decided to look me up and saw that i was good enough to work for them. They offered me a job, i accepted. Easy as that, Ryan."

Ryan sighed. "My sweet little Texan girl turned Miami babe now leaving me to go work at Sin City. What am i gonna do now?"

"Get a life?" I suggested gleefully.

He scowled but laughed. "Maybe."

"Flight 119 to Las Vegas, now boarding."

I looked at Ryan. "This is it."

He tried to look tough, but he played with his hands and bit his lip; a habit which i had gotten to know that meant 'i'm holding myself together on the inside because i'm either nervous/scared/angry/sad and trying to hide it and look tough.'

"I'll miss you, Ryan." I said softly.

His tough mask fell apart and he hugged me again. "Don't leave." Ryan whispered in my ear.

I pulled back, his plea bringing tears to my eyes. He was my best friend, we were only friends a little under a year. He was the newbie, he had a hard time getting people to like him after replacing Tim Speedle who died in the line of duty.

So i was Ryan's only friend the first few months.

He now gotten the team to tolerate him, if not like him already. He'd be fine without me.

I saw my family in my mind, my Miami family. Horatio, Alexx, Calleigh, and Eric. Tim Speedle was even there, still a part of my family.

And i looked into Ryan's hazel eyes, seeing the wide-eyed guy that was the newest member of that family.

"I have to leave. You can take care of yourself, you have Horatio. And Eric, of course." I teased, as ERic Delko and Ryan didnt get along too well. "Visit me in Vegas. We'll hit the casinos and have fun. You just be good and don't do anything stupid."

"Last call for Flight 119 to Las Vegas Nevada."

"I have to go. I love you, Ryan."

Ryan looked at me and leaning in, he hesitated, letting me choose.

I finished the journey and kissed him. It was a brief sweet kiss, and i pulled back.

"Dont forget to remember us." He let me go, but held my hand.

I smiled. "As long as ya'll dont forget me." I said and started to step back.

"We wont. Next time i see you, it'll be Vegas for a party." Ryan smiled. "Call me when you land in Sin City."

I nodded. "I will. Bye, Ryan." I said and let go of his hand.

"Bye Skye."

I turned, not looked back once for fear that i'll just run back into Ryan's arms and stay in Miami. I wanted to move on, i wanted this new opportunity. So i got on the plane, found my seat and sat down, settling in for the 5hour flight.

Soon the plane took off, leaving sunny, familiar Miami, Florida to a scorching dry heat Las Vegas Nevada.

Only differance between when i arrived in Miami & Vegas was that in Vegas i had someone waiting for me, my cousin, Nick Stokes.

But we both didnt know what was in store for me.

After all it was Las Vegas.

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