Hey everyone, it is Aly again. This actually is my first CSI story. I will try my best to relate to the TV show, in terms of how the characters act and stuff like that. So it is a CSI: NY and a CSI: Miami crossover, so it will start here, and then go to the CSI: Miami section of . After watching Manhattan Manhunt, I realised that Horatio and Stella would make a cute pairing, and so that is what it is. A slight HoratioStella (or my word HoSt, taken from the idea of ShiningZephyr's word SHort), a slight CaRWash, and a slight DL. I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING familiar. All of it belongs to CBS. Any relation to a real life character or situation is a coincidence, because I made up the plot.
Now presenting, From New York to Miami.
Aimee Calmado ushered the remaining guests out of her Upper East Side apartment.
"Great party, Aims!" one of her friends called out. They shut the door behind them.
Aimee let out a sigh of relief and looked at the mess left in her apartment. She ran her fingers through her dark brown hair and sat down. She was too tired to clean this up today.
Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She took it out and read the text message her friend sent her. She laughed and started to type a reply. She didn't notice her doorknob rattling or the squeak of the door opening. The stranger crept up close to her.
There was a creak on the wooden floor behind her. Aimee turned around.
"Who ARE you?" she cried in fear. The stranger held out a gun and shot her. She barely had time to scream; she was dead before she hit the floor.
"Hey Aims, I think I left my camera here last night, did you see it?" Brenda Calmado, Aimee's sister, called from outside the apartment door. She noticed that the door was left open.
She looked at the door. "Hm," she said aloud to herself. "Aimee never leaves her door open."
Brenda opened the door and walked hesitantly to the living room.
"Aims?" she called shakily. She saw the body laying on the couch, dead. Her mouth opened in a scream.
The first victim! I hope you like it! R&R please! My favourite saying: "You don't like, don't read."