Like Father, Like Daughter or History Repeating
Pairing: Sara and Nick (later on in the story though)
This is the sequel to 'Reassurances' and 'Little Gifts of Healing'. Thirty years after Nick was kidnapped, buried alive and rescued, his oldest daughter, a CSI in DC, falls victim to a similar fate. Can her colleagues save her in time? Will her parents fly from Vegas to Washington, DC to help out with the effort?
Disclaimer: I don't own Nick, Sara or any CSI character mentioned in the story, I only own my original characters. No, I didn't collaborate with Quentin Tarantino on this story. I don't even own Kids in America, Kim Wilde owns it.
Kids in America and the Kidnapping
Carolyn Stokes drove to the Dupont Circle area in response to a homicide that needed to be processed. The radio was playing a cover of 'Kids in America' that she loved ever since she was a senior at Texas Tech and dated the band's original lead singer. She also loved the original that her parents listened to a lot. She turned up the volume and started humming.
"Looking out a dirty window," Carolyn sang along with the radio. "Down below the cars in the city go rushing by. I sit here alone and I wonder why."
She made a right turn to get to a parking lot. There was a red light, so she stopped. She snapped her fingers as she waited for the light to turn green.
"Friday night and everyone's moving," she continued to sing. "I can feel the heat, but it's soothing. Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town."
She found a parking spot close to the crime scene, but enough to allow her to get some exercise. She parked her car, got out and went to the back to get her kit. She saw an officer she had never worked with before, but knew her.
"Hey Madison, what do we have here?" Carolyn asked.
"Carolyn, we have a gruesome looking scene," Madison winced. "The victim had been dismembered and most of the parts have been strewn out here. Don't mind the odor of urine, some homeless man took a leak. He probably contaminated the evidence."
"My parents were CSIs in Las Vegas," Carolyn said. "They exposed me to a hell of a lot of shit when I was growing up with my twin brother and five younger siblings. I have seen an irradiated fetal pig in a formaldehyde filled jar that my parents' boss had kept in his office. Don't expect me to faint or get disgusted over this. If I can handle seeing one man's collection of bugs and other bizarre specimens, I can handle the stench of homeless pee."
Carolyn started processing the scene and the remains of the victim. Suddenly, her instincts told her something wasn't right about the situation, but she continued to process the area anyway. Meanwhile someone was in the vicinity scoping the scene. Madison started to feel nauseous and Carolyn told her to get some fresh air if she wasn't feeling well. The person started to lurk closer, but out of Carolyn's view. She found a lock of red hair in an opened bindle, but the victim had blonde hair. Without warning Carolyn felt someone grab her and she elbowed him or her in the chest. Unfortunately, it was futile since the attacker placed a washcloth soaked with chloroform over her nose and mouth.
"Madison, get help!" Carolyn shouted before slipping into unconsciousness.
The attacker picked up her limp body and placed her in the backseat of a car. After she was secured with a seatbelt, the car left.
"Carolyn, where are you?" Madison asked and reaching for the radio. "Dispatch, this is Office Madison Zuckerman! I am at Dupont Circle! CSI Carolyn Stokes was rendered unconscious and taken away by a few punks! Send back up here now!"
One hour later
"Officer Zuckerman, I don't give a flying camel shit if the scene smells like several homeless people took a piss here!" Detective Andrea McKinney shouted. "You never leave her or any other criminalist out of your sight! You may think a minute or two is a short amount of time, but I need to remind you a lot can happen in that short amount of time."
"Why is this barrette doing here?" Suzette Nussbaum, a CSI, asked. "I know that she was wearing a pair of barrettes, but I see only one."
"Bag it and tag it," Anthony Barone, another CSI, said. "It could contain that monster's DNA. Bethany, give us a hand here."
"You know that Carolyn's father, Nick Stokes, was kidnapped and buried alive 14 months before she was born," Bethany Raines, yet another CSI, said. "He was rescued and made a full physical recover. It took him a while longer to recover mentally and emotionally from it."
"Are you saying that Carolyn will suffer the same fate as her father?" Suzette asked still not able to process her friend being kidnapped. "I can't believe this."
"I don't know if we should notify Sara and Nick Stokes about their daughter," Anthony said.
"Anthony, you are being an ass!" Bethany exploded. "Mr. and Mrs. Stokes have the right to know. I don't know how Mr. Stokes will react to a similar fate suffered by his child. I'll call them personally, but don't screw around with the Stokes family. I am sure Mr. Stokes would understand if we tell him and his wife right away instead of waiting around for a ransom note."
For the Washington, DC Police Department, it will be a long night frantically searching for and saving one of their own. Some wonder what Carolyn Stokes did to deserve this. She's an excellent CSI, like her parents were in Las Vegas. She became a high profile, high priority case.
TBC