DISCLAMIER: The only things I own are my own characters and the story line

WARNING: My best friend and I wrote this when we were really tired and possibly drunk. Oh and it is our first fanfic so please don't be too critical when you review.

CHARACTERS:

Gil Grissom

Sara Sidle

Warrick Brown

Jim Brass

Nick Stokes

Greg Sanders

Catherine Willows

Archie Johnson

Mark Kocher

Andrew Lewis

Lawrence Reynolds

Samantha Reynolds

Christine Reynolds

PAIRINGS:

Sara Archie

Catherine Warrick

Christine Nick

Samantha Greg

CHAPTER ONE:

Gil Grissom walked down the halls of CSI holding a manila folder. His team was suppose to be getting a few days off to relax and he hated the fact that he had to take away what was probably going to be their only vacation time this year because some socialites were reported "missing". Grissom crossed to the break room and before entering took a look at his team smiling and laughing all discussing their plans of relaxing and getting some well needed sleep. He took a deep breathe and entered. Nick, Catherine, Sara, Warrick, Greg and Archie were all sitting at the break table. As Grissom entered Catherine's head snapped up and at one glance at his face she knew that no one would be leaving any time soon to go home.

Grissom: Sorry to interrupt your discussion but I've got some bad news.

At this all talking stopped and all eyes where on their leader.

Warrick: What's up Grissom?

Grissom: Well I know you were all looking forward to some desperately needed vacation but we've got a new case and Brass said that is it our number one priority.

Greg: What! Gris you can't do this to us. I have many dates with beautiful women planned and lots of important things to do.

Sara: You told me that all you were going to do was order pizza and watch and I quote; "lame ass western movies that you've seen a million times."

Greg looked down as Nick chuckled.

Greg: Well, that and many other important things.

Greg noticed Nick's smirk and said.

Greg: Oh, your one to laugh Nick, I doubt you had any great things to do either.

By this time Grissom was really annoyed.

Grissom: What are you guys 12? Now this in apparently a very important case, so I am just going to explain the details of it, before we head to interrogation room for questioning alright.

Archie: Apparently very important?

Grissom ignored his comment, quickly closed the door and walked to the front of the table.

Grissom: Prominent Businessman Lawrence Reynolds reported his nieces, whom I guess, had just come home from college for the summer, missing about an hour ago. Are you all aware of the Reynolds Sisters?

Sara: Yea, you would have to have never read a newspaper, watch TV or even talk to anyone in Vegas, to not know who they are.

Warrick: Aren't they some socialites or hotel heiresses or something?

Grissom: Yea.

Archie: So basically we are looking for two rich, beautiful women who probably only go shopping and attend parties with other rich and beautiful people and would never give any guy in here the time of day in the real world….boy that sounds like fun!

Grissom: Sort of.

Nick: What colleges did they attend?

Catherine: Samantha, the 20 year old, attends Stanford and Christine, the 21 year old, just graduated valediction of her class at Princeton.

The team just turned and looked at her surprised at her knowledge of these two girls.

Grissom: How did you know that?

Catherine: Lindsay is obsessed with them. She wants to be just like them when she's older, so I sort of know a lot about them.

Greg: So they're smart and hot. I like this case a whole lot more now.

Sara: And they're missing Greg.

Warrick: Yea and they probably brought their way into both colleges and gave Princeton a new library or something so Christine could be valediction.

Sara: Judgmental much?

Warrick: Hey I just know their type Paris, Britney, but anyways, Cat what other things do you know that might help us?

Catherine: Well, they are originally from Beverly Hills, California but when Christine was 7 and Samantha was 6 their parents were in a fatal car accident. After that they went to live with their only family, their uncle Lawrence here in Vegas. I guess, well from what Lindsay says, they started rebelling in high school and when Christine left to go to Princeton and Samantha to Stanford, they sort of dropped off the face of the Earth, until today because there hasn't been much talk of them since they left for college.

Grissom: Huh, well their uncle Lawrence is here and two men, Mark Kocher and Andrew Lewis who claim to be their fiancés. Nick, Greg, and Catherine you three go down to the interrogation room, Sara and Warrick can you observe behind the glass, Archie we got some security tapes from the Reynolds home, so I'm going to need you to take a look at them. I will get swabs for DNA samples and meet you guys down there.

Nick, Greg, Catherine, Warrick, and Sara arrived to the interrogation room.

Warrick: Oh, well doesn't that look like fun.

Nick: See, I always knew interrogating rich, egotistical men would be a dream come true for you. Too bad I have to do it instead.

Warrick: Oh I know I am just about to die of jealously.

Catherine: Warrick, for some reason I think you'll manage.

Inside the interrogation room sat three rich and powerful men. The first one, Mark Kocher was a golden blonde haired Adonis with intense green eyes and a body that made you think all he did was work out. The second, Andrew Lewis, had light brown hair with eyes as blue as the morning sky and a similar build. The third, Lawrence Reynolds, was a man in his late 50's with graying hair and eyes so stone cold, you could tell that he was never a compassionate man. Grissom walked up behind them.

Grissom: So, are you guys ready for this? Warrick, Sara you guys go make sure everything is set up. Catherine, Nick, Greg let's go.

Grissom, Greg, Nick and Catherine entered the room and set down in their respective spots across form the three other men.

Grissom: Hello Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Kocher and Mr. Lewis. I am Gil Grissom will the Las Vegas Crime lab and I am working on your case and these people here with me are Catherine Willows, Nick Stokes and Greg Sanders and they are all working on the case also. We are going to need your complete cooperation so we can try and get Samantha and Christine home as soon as possible.

Catherine: Can you guys tell us the last time you say Samantha and Christine?

Lawrence: Well I am one of the most successful and prominent businessman in Nevada. Also one of the most egotistical who has their head so far up their ass they can't see straight, thought Catherine. So naturally I am very busy. The last time I saw Samantha was two days ago, and I haven't seen Christine in about a week.

Greg: What about you Mr. Lewis, you are Christine's fiancé right?

Andrew: Yea, I am. Well I haven't seen Christine in about a week either.

Nick: So, you haven't seen your fiancé, the love of your life, in a week and you didn't think you should report her missing?

Andrew: I didn't think it mattered that I hadn't seen her.

Nick looked at Grissom, clearly thinking the same thing. Oh yea, this guy is defiantly lying to us.

Greg: Okay, can you guys think of anyone you might have had a grudge against Samantha or Christine or even your families?

Mark: No, everyone in this state loves us. Why would you hurt the ones you love?

Nick scoffed at this. Grissom glared at Nick warning him.

Catherine: How long have you and Christine been engaged Mr. Lewis?

Andrew: Maybe about 3 months or so. I don't really know but I love her a lot.

Catherine: You don't know how long you've been engaged to the woman you're so madly in love with. Okay, what about you Mr. Kocher how long have you and Samantha been engaged?

Mark: Six months.

Greg: But she's been at school that whole time. Did you fly to California to propose?

Mark heists, his eyes wandering to Lawrence not knowing what to do.

Mark: Ahh, yes I did.

Greg: So you flew out on an airplane six months ago to San Francisco airport?

Mark: Yes?

Greg: Okay then, I will be checking that.

Nick: Mr. Lewis, what is Christine and yours song?

Andrew: Our song?

Nick: Yea your song. Every couple has a song, and figuring you two are so much in love you should defiantly have one then.

Andrew: No we don't, but I know she loves me when she screams my name at night.

At this Greg chuckles and mumbles: Yea, in disgust.

Nick and Catherine both heard Greg and tried to hold in their laughter, and had to look away.

Mark: I really don't see what it matters what Andrew's and Christine's song is, or how long we've been engaged. Our fiancés are out there with God knows who and we need to find them.

Behind the glass, Warrick and Sara stood watching the interrogation.

Sara: Well, he's pushy.

Warrick: Well, he's hiding something, they all are. How can you go without see your fiancés for a week, that's just not natural.

Sara: Maybe he just very busy.

Warrick: Are you defending these rich jerks?

Sara: First off, you have no right to call them rich jerks, and secondly no, I'm not defending them, I'm just trying to keep a positive outlook on the situation.

Warrick: A positive outlook, come on Sara something's not right with theses guys and you know it. Don't you get any vibes?

Sara: Yes, I'm getting vibes, but like I said I'm keeping a positive outlook on things, and not jump to any conclusions, unlike some people.

Warrick: I'm not jump to any conclusions I'm just going with my gut, and it tells me something isn't right here.

Sara: Well my gut tells me that you're jumping to conclusions.

As Sara and Warrick kept arguing Archie came in through the door.

Archie: Guys

Sara and Warrick were too engrossed in their conversation to hear Archie.

Archie: Guys, guys. GUYS!

Finally hearing him, Sara and Warrick turned around.

Both: WHAT!

Archie: I just was just trying to get your attention you don't need to yell me.

Sara and Warrick both mumbled sorry.

Archie: Ok, but I found something in the security tapes that you guys better look at.

All three of them made their way down the hallway to the A/V lab. As soon as they entered Archie went and sat down in his chair as Sara and Warrick stood behind him.

"Who's that?" Warrick asked as he starred at the girl on the paused screen. She had a beautiful face, with hair falling past her shoulders in what look like a cascade of black waterfalls. She was had a nice and fit body and was wearing jeans, and a green shirt with the logo for the band Ghost of the Robot on it. She also had the most beautiful blue-green eyes that looked like the clear peaceful ocean, but there was a hint of sadness in them. She was sitting in a huge over chair reading, what look to be The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.

Archie: That, my friend is Christine Reynolds.

Warrick: You're kidding me right?

Archie: I kid you not.

Warrick: Damn, I thought she would be wearing something small and tight or from Gucci or Prada, talking on the phone or doing her nails.

Sara: Well, think she brought her way into college now?

Warrick: I'm starting to change my mind.

Sara just looked up and glared at him.

Warrick: Ok, so I shouldn't judged her so fast and yes, maybe she was valediction at Princeton on her own, but damn is she fine.

Archie: Well, I would agree with you, but I don't want to get hit.

Sara just rolled her eyes and thought, the stupidity and shallowness of men still amazes me.

Sara: Ok, guys as much fun as this all is why did you need to show us this Archie?

Archie: Because of this. And with that Archie started the tape.

Christine was just sitting there reading when Andrew walked onto the screen.

Andrew: So what you doing baby?

Christine looked up from the book very annoyed.

Christine: What the hell do you want Andrew, I busy here.

Andrew: Busy doing what?

Christine: Reading, I know that it's hard for your brain to grasp the concept but I find reading very enjoyable, relaxing, and an escape.

"An escape from what?" he asked leaning towards her.

Christine: YOU

Andrew: Now baby that hurts.

Christine just rolled her eyes and went back to reading.

Andrew: You know that you like me.

Christine: Maybe if I was crazy or in a severely screwed up alternate reality.

Sara: Ok, Archie what's really the point of all this?

Archie: Hang on, just watch.

Andrew just laughed at her and thought, playing hard to get again. With that he grabbed her book and threw it across the room.

Christine: What the hell is wrong with you I was reading that you asshole.

Christine went to push him out of way, but Andrew grabbed her and squeezed her wrist until she gasped in pain.

Andrew: Yea, well you should be paying attention to someone when they're talking to you, especially if that person is your future husband.

Christine kicked Andrew in the shin, hard. He let go of her wrist and bent over to rub his now bruised shin.

Christine: That's get one thing clear Andrew, there is NO way in hell, that I am every going to marry you, no matter what my uncle says. I will never marry you, and Sam isn't going to marry Mark, we actually have respect for ourselves and wouldn't waste on it vain, selfish narcissistic assholes, like you guys.

Christine then stormed out of the room and slammed the door causing a huge sound and a few of the pictures on the wall to shake.

Warrick: Whoa, now if that's not a rejection, then I don't know what is.

Sara: Well, Warrick I guess you were right, they are hiding something and from the looks of it there is trouble in paradise for the couples.

Archie: Well, the way I see it there aren't even couples, I think we need to show Grissom this.

Sara: Yea, we do then we need to get down to that house and see what else we can find. Come on Warrick lets go get Gris and anybody else they need to see this.

Warrick: Ok, I'll go see where we are with the riche riches, and get everybody.

"I'll meet you there in a minute," Sara called as Warrick left the A/V lab.

"Thanks, for showing us this baby," Sara said as she leaned over and gave Archie a peck.

Archie (smiling): Just doing my job.