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"No, Catherine, come on! Don't do this!" Nick said angrily.
"I'm sorry, guys... But we can't risk anything with this case. Just do it. Please." Catherine had a frown on her face. She knew how much this annoyed Nick, but she had no other choice.
Nick sighed. "Alright..." He stormed off angrily. "Come on, Greg!" he shouted from outside the office.
Greg just gave Catherine a look and followed Nick.
Several weeks after Nick shot officer James, a man that helped terrorize the police and CSIs for quite some time and even murdered people, and saved his colleagues – and possibly a lot of other people, everything was back to normal again. Well, almost everything.
Nick and Greg were working on a new case. A woman was missing for several days now, and when Captain Brass interviewed the husband about it there were several contradictions in his story. Then Greg found a gun at the house, as well as a shirt that had gunshot residue and blood on it's sleeve. The case seemed to be pretty clear, and now a body was found in the desert that fits the woman's description. Nick and Greg were on their way to the scene, but the husband's defense attorney was questioning the CSIs work, a trick he used to try and keep his client out of jail.
They were sitting in Nick's car, not talking. He was angry and not in the mood to talk.
"Oh man, is the AC even turned on?" Julian said annoyed while pushing some buttons he thought belonged to the air conditioning.
"Would you keep your hands off this? Gosh!" Nick said roughly.
Catherine assigned Julian to Nick and Greg's case. The defense attorney accused the two of being reckless with collecting evidence and he demanded someone else be there when they collected anything connected to the case. Catherine chose Julian, since he was the most dispensable lab tech she knew. Of course neither Nick or Greg liked that, but Nick obviously was the one protesting the most.
"I'm sorry, but it's at least a 100 degree out there and even hotter in this car! And could we please change the radio station? I hate country music!"
"Julian, please, just shut up." Greg said from the back seat. Julian claimed that he'd get sick in the back seat so Greg sat in the back. That didn't help Nick much, but at least he'd not have to take care of a vomiting Julian, he thought.
Greg was just getting off the phone. "David's stuck at a crime scene, he'll join us later."
Julian sighed. "So what's this case about, anyway?"
Nick didn't answer, so Greg did. "It's actually pretty clear to us. Husband killed his cheating wife and dumped the body in the desert. That's why the defense attorney wants you to be there. He knows his client did it so he tries everything to keep him out of jail."
"So we're driving to the body right now?"
"Yeah. Have you seen one before?"
"Yeah, sure. I helped Ray out at a scene once." Julian smiled. He almost adored Ray and nobody really knew why, not even Ray.
After a long, long, really long drive, that actually wasn't that long but felt like it, thanks to Julian, they finally arrived. They already could see the patrol car that was waiting for them.
Nick was already driving really close to the car but didn't slow down.
"Uhm... Nick? You're going too fast," Greg said.
"I... I know, it won't slow down!" Nick said worried.
"Jesus, Nick. There's a pedal next to your feet, it's called a brake, hit it!" Julian said sarcastically.
"What do you think I'm doing, smart ass? It's not working! The steering wheel's blocked, too!" Nick quickly put the car in neutral to slow it down a bit, but couldn't prevent it from driving right into the patrol car.