All for Nothing
I'd come to Las Vegas to escape my past, yet my past had caught up with me
Prologue
Louise Carter blended remarkably well into any crowd and on the busy Interstate; her dark SUV drew little attention. She'd been driving for 4 days, on a trip that should've taken less than two. Admittedly for the first 17 hours she'd driven aimlessly in the direction of Miami before deciding that her destination was Las Vegas. She wasn't sure what she was seeking in Las Vegas but it was better than New York. Better than what she'd left behind. Better than a city filled with memories, familiarities and worst of all, him. Just the thought of the pronoun made her shudder. Her life was in boxes in the on the seats behind her; her phone was ringing constantly from the depths of her purse in the passenger seat. The lights of Las Vegas reassured her and soon, she had found her bearings, driving through familiar streets and recognising landmarks. As escape was no longer her priority, she allowed herself to slow down and realised how exhausted she truly was. Pulling up outside the next hotel that she saw, she grabbed her purse, locked the car and walked over to the reception desk. The plush carpet under her aching heels helped her to identify the upmarket business that she had just strayed into. After an age of the concierge searching for a room, she walked out with the key to a $200 per night suite, but money was not her concern. She needed to sleep and she needed to think. Someone unpacked her boxes and she handed her keys to the valet, following her boxes to her suite. Ten minutes, she collapsed on the massive bed, kicked off the uncomfortable shoes and curled up, asleep within moments.
Xxx
Light streamed through the curtains that Louise hadn't closed and a persistent knocking on her door brought her out of her state of sleep. She took in the time on the alarm clock next to her. 17.46. She'd slept for almost 20 hours. Groaning, she stumbled out of bed and grudgingly opened the door to a familiar face. "Louise! What are you doing here?" He glared, storming in. "Your parents have issued a Missing Person's report and no one has heard from you in days!"
She closed the door behind him, "Good to see you too, Uncle Gil."
Louise had never seen Gil Grissom looking so angry.
A.N - This is my first attempt at a CSI fic and while I will try to keep everything in canon, I can't promise anything. It is set at the start of season three but will probably not follow that many episodes in the series (obviously the important ones will feature). Unfortunately I don't own CSI or anything to do with the franchise. Eventually Greg/OC (emphasis on eventually).
Please R&R, I'd love to know what you think.