Summary: Ever felt like someone was watching you? What if there is? After the events of a haunted crime scene changed the lives of two CSIs. Andy quickly finds out the nightmares aren't the only thing they have to be afraid of.
Unfortunately I do not own CSI, but I hope you enjoy my story!
A Haunted Crime: Nightmares and Daydreams
Chapter 1: Intro/Prologue
Intro
For those of you that don't know me. My name is Andrea Stokes, or as I prefer to be called Andy. I am none other than the little sister of big shot CSI, Nick Stokes who, needless to say helped me get a job at the crime lab in Las Vegas, Nevada. Very different than my native Texas. I wouldn't say I'm anything spectacular, just your average joe trying to make a name for herself in the world. However, I can lift a print like no one's business. Of course thanks to my mentor Warrick Brown, who once said he could lift a print from air. Thickhead.
I've been in Vegas for one year, three weeks, and six days. I've worked on about thirty-two cases. I've ordered my overalls approximately seventeen times to no avail. I've hit someone in the head with a flashlight and got into a car accident with a co-worker. I have asthma that leaves me a fear of deep water, but most importantly, I worked in one haunted house. Yeah I know they don't exist…but they do. And because of that house I am literally terrified to go to fall asleep.
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Prologue
Andy Stokes laid in her queen sized bed, eyes wide open staring into the dark abyss of her bedroom. Being on the night shift took some getting used to but relocating her bedroom from the master suite with large beautiful bay windows on the top floor of her home, to the finished basement with a window smaller than her television was a nice way to get some sleep. Dark Black curtains hung in the tiny window to shield the daylight from leaking in leaving her room near pitch black. Unfortunately, her schedule wasn't the culprit keeping her up at night.
The first case Andy was assigned to her first day at LVPD was at a house that neither held any logical explanation, nor a solution to the ghastly murders that took place there. After the night shift was issued off the case because of an incident between Andy and a watching officer named Mark O'Brian, the day shift took over. And to this day, one year later, no one was charged with the murders of the four bodies found in the house that day.
Unable to fall asleep, Andy pushed the covers off her legs and headed to the bathroom. Flipping on the light, she squinted at her reflection in the mirror as her eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness. Even through the blur she examined the bags under her eyes. She reached in the cabinet and pulled out the Nyquil and took a heavy dosage before replacing the medicine, turning off the light and plopping back down on her bed hoping sleep would overcome her.
The events that transpired in that haunted house, well…that she thought had transpired in that house, has haunted her dreams since. Fed up with being told she wasn't allowed back in the house, Andy tricked Greg Sanders into going back with her. Inside the house they experienced things they could only imagine being on the TV. That house put them threw hell, only to find out none of it actually happened.
Or did it…