I promised you another Nick/Lys F/F soo here it is. It may not seem like it for the first few chapters, but I promise you it is.
Title: Masks
Rating: M
Author: ButterflySidle
Disclaimer: I do NOT own CSI, I am NOT affiliated with CSI... you get it... I'm just taking a few of them out to play today.
Summery: Serial murder brings over qualified FBI agent to the LVPD lab. Throw in a strip club, science, GSR and a little romance. And you have hidden secrets, lies and deceat; Masks.
Chapter 1- The Beginning to the end.
The lights of the local strip club, Biters, came into view as the back drop of the sunrise behind it reflected off the neon sign that looked like it had been up for ages. The team had been called in on a case that had been on going for months now, and were asked by the FBI to come in and investigate the most recent murder in a morbid string of horrifying body decapitations.
Gil turned his head to look over at Sara Sidle and back at Nick Stokes and Greg Sanders. "No press. Keep an eye on the others around. Our killer may still be here." He said curtly. With the ignition shot Grissom jumped out of his SUV, his group following as the watched the second SUV pulled in.
It was time to get to work.
The lights in the place were the prefect atmosphere for this kind of joint. Everyone watched as various strippers and visitors were covered in blackest getting over the shock of the death.
Agent Seller approached the group, hand out and ready for business. "Special agent Seller, I'm in charge of this case." He said shaking Grissom's hand.
"You maybe in charge of this case, but this is my crime scene." He said motioning the team to go do their jobs.
Seller sighed and nodded. "We're partner in this right?"
Grissom nodded once. "That we are."
Nick was designated to question the patrons with Detective Jim Brass. He had gone through about all of the strippers and was mid way through the waitresses.
"So Miss…Lexi it?"
He watched as the green eyed brunette nodded.
"Lexi...Do you have a last name Lexi?" He asked again.
"It's Lexia Hands." She pulled her ID out of the of her bra top and shoved it towards Nick. "You see why it's just Lexi?"
Nick smirked a little. "Yea, Yea Ma'am I do." He said handing the ID back to her. "How did you know the victim?" He asked and watched as the brunette thought it over for a second.
"Well I had just gotten a job here two weeks ago. So I didn't know her well." Lexi simply explained.
Nick leaned forward, "You sure? A pretty girl like you? You're telling me you weren't friends." Nick pushed and watched Lexi didn't react.
"Why would I lie about something like that? Honestly, I talked to her twice since I've been here. I work the drinks, my only interaction is with my boss, the pervs, and the men like him." She pointed to Brass, "No offence, but I'm sure I've seen you around here." She tilted her head to the side as Brass chewed on his gum.
Nick laughed and shook his head. "Alright, we'll be in touch Miss." He stood up and joined Brass at his side.
"Wouldn't expect anything less." She stood and walked off towards the bar as Nick watched her then turned to his detective.
"Biters? Man..." Nick said and shook his head laughing.
"I had the other coroners who saw the other bodies send over their final autopsy reports after I finished mine. I got to tell you Gil, they look identical to mine." Doctor Albert Robbins said as he placed a hand on the autopsy table.
Grissom dropped his head. "I was afraid you'd say that, what have we got."
"32 year old female, GSW to the forehead, rape kit done positive for sexual activity pre, and post mortem. No semen found, but the vaginal walls are severely wounded. Bruises on her wrists, thighs and shoulders." The doctor concluded and looked up the lead CSI. "That's all she is telling us."
"Thank you Doc. You told me enough." Grissom said turning and leaving to his office.
His office was dark, just the way he liked it. Stepping in he first noticed a presence sitting in the chair across from his desk. He sighed, "Agent Seller, what could I do for you?"
Watching as the agent turned to see him; he put on a tight smile and stepped forward.
"Same COD?" The agent asked for confirmation and it was granted as Grissom nodded.
"Then I should let you know. We have an undercover agent working at the strip club." Seller stood and walked up to Grissom. "I cannot tell you who she is until we catch with asshole. I don't need you or your CSIs treating her different then you would any other witness. There fore her identity will be hidden until further noticed." He explained, hands in his pocket.
"Did our CSI speak to her?" Grissom asked.
"Your CSI and detective spoke to everyone." He answered and left. "I'll see you tomorrow for a briefing. If this guy follows his pattern, we should be expecting another murder soon." And with that Seller was gone, leaving Grissom to think.
TBC...
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