A Useful Psychic

Chapter 1: Missing

Summery: This is my first CSI story so... NO FLAMES! This is a CSI/CSI:Miami crossover. 4 people from CSI go missing. But why? For Ransom or something else. Now the people for LV and Miami team up to find their missing CSIs. But when there isn't alot of evidence, will they use a psychic's help? Read to find out.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from CSI or CSI: Miami. I don't know all of the people on CSI Miami. I know, Ryan, Horatio, Alexx, Eric, Frank, Hank, and that girl with the really long name that starts with the C. Anyone know anyone else?

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-9- Las Vegas, Nevada… 11 p.m. -9-

Warrick just got off his shift from pulling a double shift and was going home to rest. On his way home, he noticed a white van following him. If he turned off on a certain street, so would the van. If he slowed down or went faster, the van did also. All of a sudden, the van accelerated ramming into the back of Warrick's SUV. Warrick's body launched forward making him almost slam his head into the steering wheel, if he wasn't wearing a seatbelt.

The van backed up, only to once again accelerate. This time he slammed into the side of the SUV. Warrick swerved, trying to control his vehicle. The van got it's bumper right up underneath the SUV's bumper and plowed him into the guardrail. This time Warrick's head hit the steering wheel, knocking him out. A tall man came out of the van, walking over to Warrick. He was dressed in all black, so if anyone came by they wouldn't see his true face. Grinning he picked Warrick up out of his wreck and put him in the back of the van. Once he slammed the Van doors, he sped off into the pitch black night.

-9- Las Vegas, Nevada… 12:00 a.m.-9- (I don't know when they go to work or leave. So just bare with me.)

Greg Sanders was just on his way to work. He was listening to AC DC's Dirty deeds. He noticed an injured woman lying on the side of the road. Greg pulled over, to see if the woman was dead. He checked her pulse and found a strong one. She had a cut on her forehead and cheek. Some nasty black bruises covered her collar bone. Greg was about to reach for his cell phone to call 911, when he heard a gun click off safety.

"Don't move." the person commanded. The voice defiantly belonged to a man. "Stand up slowly with your hands where I can see them. And don't try anything stupid."

Greg did as he was told and slowly stood up with his hands in the air. He stood there afraid that the man would use his gun. Greg heard the man slowly and cautiously walk over to him. A cloth was placed over his mouth and Greg quickly fell into a deep sleep. As soon as Greg's body fell limp and into his kidnappers arms, the injured woman on the ground stood up smiling evilly.

"I can't believe he fell for that trick!" the woman said in a masculine tone.

The man holding Greg didn't say anything. He just threw Greg in the back of his white van.

-9- Miami, Florida… 1:00 a.m. (the next morning)-9-
Eric Delko, Alexx Woods, and Horatio Caine were processing a crime scene. A homicide had taken place, a woman in her late 40, stabbed to death and her throat slit. Eric and Alexx was checking out the kitchen where the body was found. Horatio was questioning the Husband on any weird things he might have heard. There were signs of a struggle in the kitchen. A glass door shattered to pieces, which was where the body was thrown though.

Eric gathered up some evidence and was now taking it to be processed. On his way down a dark road with no street lights, he felt some cold metal pressed against his temple.

"Keep driving and don't change your speed." the voice hissed into his ear.

Eric looked up into his review mirror, seeing a man with a mask holding a .45 to his skull.

"Pull over!" the man in the back seat yelled.

Eric slammed on his breaks coming to a sudden halt.

"Now get out!" the man ordered, keeping his gun trained on Eric's head.

The man slid out of the car as Eric was getting out. Eric raised his hands as he turned around to look at the man.

"What do you want?" Eric asked a little shaky.

"You'll find out soon enough." the man spun Eric around, hitting the back of his neck with the butt of his gun. Eric fell to the ground out cold. The man laughed coldly as he picked Eric's body up and set him in the back seat speeding away.

-9- Miami, Florida Crime Lab… 1:30 a.m.-9-

Ryan Wolfe waited in the forensic lab, waiting for Eric to bring the evidence to process. Ryan wondered why Eric hadn't shown up yet. He called Horatio asking when Eric had left to come over. He hung up when he saw Eric's SUV pull into the parking lot. But when no one exited the car, Ryan went to check out why Eric hadn't gotten out yet.

When he reached Eric's car, he didn't see anyone. No one in the front or back. Ryan just shrugged it off, thinking that Eric had gone inside and he didn't notice it. As he started back, he heard faint breathing behind him. When he was about to turn around, a shovel smacked into his temple with great force.

Ryan's body never hit the ground. The person with the shovel grabbed him right after the impact. He shoved Ryan's sleeping body in the trunk. Right next to Eric's body. The trunk door quickly shut and like before, the man sped off.

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So how'd ya like it. It's not the greatest, but… please review! NO FLAMES!