Disclaimer - I am no way in association with the CSI francise, i dont own any of the characters except Sam.

Chapter One - New Beginnings.

Sam was sitting in an empty apartment, she was still jet lagged and cranky, her flight to New York had been eventful, not only was she sat next to the sleeziest guy she had met so far, she didnt sleep a wink on the plane. The reason, babies crying and she was scared to go to sleep with the sleeze sat next to her, she just wanted to tell him that she was a police officer, but couldnt, didnt have the energy.

Sam had been in New York for a couple of days, she was just settling in, she started her new job today. Her bedroom and living room were bare, except for the few things that she had bought with her, or had bought in the last few days. She stood up and walked over to her bedroom, it consisted of a matress on the floor, the bed that she had ordered was coming in the next few days and she couldnt wait. She walked over to the suitcase that was laid out on the floor, she had just a come home after buying a new wardrobe for her clothes, God knows she needed to hang them up. She grabbed a towel out of the bottom of one of the suitcases after throwing her selected outfit on her bed, she headed for her shower.

She stood there and let the warm water fall onto her skin, she washed her hair and did the things she needed to, she got out of the shower and walked over to the sink, she cleaned her teeth, flossed and rinsed her mouth with moutwash. After she was done she walked over to her bed, she was wrapped in a towel, her body was still dripping, she didnt bother wrapping her hair in one, she didnt have the energy.

Sam was average height for her age, she was 26, and here is the best part, she was born and raised in England, she had moved to New York after she had been offered a job among Mac Taylor's team she considered this a huge honer in itself. She had bright blue eyes and brown hair that reached below her shoulders, it was layered and she considered it her best feature.

She picked up her hairdryer and turned it on starting to dry her hair, once it was dry she began getting changed into her clothes, she opted for a white tank top, a pair of black trousers and her favourite silver necklace that her dad had given her, it had a plain silver 'S' shape on it. She stood in the bathroom and applied her light make up, enought to make her look good. She topped off her look with a pair of sensible boots, high but not to high so that they impaired her running abilty, aswell as a brown jacket that she flung over her shoulder, she looked around the apartment making sure she hadnt forgotten anything, she hadnt been issued her badge, gun, kit and things yet, that what today was for. She realised what she had forgotten she ran back into the bedroom and picked up her bag, it contained the essentials, spare shirt, hairbrush, shampoo, conditioner, photos etc, all the things she needed for her locker. She grabbed her other bag, that contained purse, keys, mobile and all the other things associated with a womans bag.

Sam walked out of her apartment and closed the door behind, and locked it

She walked outiside the building and stood at the pavement and hailed a cab, if no-one knew any better they would have thought she was a local girl. She got into her cab.

"Where to love?"

"Umm New York police department please."

The cabbie laughed.

"Your not from round here are you?"

Sam smiled, he was a harmless guy in his late 50's.

"No, what gave you that idea?"

The cabbie smiled more, and pulled the cab away into the road.

He pulled up outside the NYPD building, Sam leaned to the hatch that separated the cabbie and her.

"Thank for the ride, have a nice day!"

The cabbie smiled.

"Are all the people from England like you?"

"Obviously."

The cab pulled away leaving Sam stood on the pavement looking up at the big building, she turned to look out to the other side of the street and smiled, this was her new beginning.

TBC