I can't let this story go...I didn't like how I eneded it and I didn't really like how I started the second half. I havent posted in a long time because I rushed it the first tiem and wound up with writers block as I was thinking about all this other stuff I wanted to put in the first part. So I am going to be posting new chapters to this story. The first 9 chaps are pretty much the same, I made small changes in diaglog but thats about it. I'm going to start adding in new story lines in the 10th chapter! I am still going to add in the stuff that was previously here just later in the story. I want to add more with the Stokes in this draft.

Summary: Every town has a haunted house, the one in Las Vegas just so happens to be a crime scene//When a family member of Nick gets a job as a CSI, a Stokes family enemy seeks out his revenge.

*I do not own CSI*

XOXOXOXO

A Haunted Crime

Chapter 1: The New Guy

The break room at the Las Vegas crime lab was busting at the seams with the occupants of the Graveyard shift, anxiously awaiting Grissom to introduce them to the newest member of the team. Catherine Willows walked through the doors leading to the hallway and took a seat next to Warrick Brown.

"So Nicky, tell us something about the new guy!" Catherine asked Nick. Warrick muffled a giggle. The only thing Grissom had told Catherine was that the new employee was a relation to fellow CSI Nick Stokes.

"Nope…No I promised Andy I wouldn't say anything and I'm holding to that." Nick replied, his southern drawl noticeable with every syllable.

"Oh come on cowboy." Warrick mocked Nick's southern drawl. "You can't leave her completely in the dark."

"I can and I will. Warrick you know Andy, I like sibling rivalry as much as the next person but I also like my face intact."

"Sibling?!" Catherine almost yelled in surprise shock. "You gotta give me something on this guy now." Again a muffled giggle could be heard form the man sitting next to her.

"N-O, so stop bugging me and stop calling Andy guy?"

Before Catherine had time to get an explanation out of Nick, Grissom walked through the same doors she had, followed by a figure that was definitely not a guy.

"Team, this is Andrea Stokes, our new CSI. Upon completing her proficiency of course."

"Hi! Just call me Andy." The girl of about 24 years waved at the shocked faces in the crowded room. "They all thought I was a guy?" She questioned Nick.

"Hey you told me not to say anything." Nick answered with a big smile on his face. "And I'm a man of my word."

She looked at Warrick

"Andy this is Captain Jim Brass, CSI Sara Sidle, CSI Warrick Brown," Pointing to each individual as he went around the table. Grissom introduced her to several people standing up as well. He labeled them as various lab techs but she didn't catch their names. She made a note to ask Nick later. Coming out of her slight daydream state Grissom was finishing up the introductions, "CSI Catherine Willows and…where's Greg?"

As if the words were a secret password for his presences Greg, completely soaked form his hair to his black converse's, ran in through the doors adjacent to Grissom, "Sorry I'm late!" and headed straight for the coffee pot. Settling for the cheap coffee Ecklie stocked the break room with, Greg poured himself a cup. Greg never regretted hiding his Blue Hawaiian coffee, but today was one for the books. "I've had the worst day." Greg turned around and slipped on the puddle his jacket created on the linoleum floor. He just barely caught himself on the break room table, and tried to play it off falling into the chair. "So where's the new guy?" he asked nonchalantly as if nothing happened.

"Greg this is Andy Stokes, the new guy." Grissom replied with a bit of sarcasm. "Andy this is CSI Greg Sanders."

"Hi!" Greg said his cheeks turning red. She smiled.

"Greg why are you wet?" Grissom said, unable to hold his curiosity any longer.

"Well, I'm glad you asked," Greg reached into the pocket of his oversized poncho and pulled out a zip locked bag and slid it across the table to Grissom. "I think I solved the Morgan Murders of last month."

"Is this..."

"Yep."

"but how..."

"Don't ask."

"Good work Greg." Sara piped up from next to Grissom. She and Greg had shared the case. Most of the body's occupying the room started to linger out to start the day's work. All that were left were the CSI's and Captain Jim Brass

"Okay we are splitting into our usual Teams," Greg and Catherine gave each other a high five, Nick and Warrick Touched Knuckles and Sara just looked at Grissom and smiled. "Catherine and Greg you have a break-in at Pedro's Pizza, Greg put on some dry pants. Nick and Warrick you have a double homicide, work together on this one. I don't want any bets. And Sara we have a B&E with a 419. Warrick, Andy is yours first. Nick set her up with a kit."

"You got it boss, come on noobie." Nick gestured for Andy to follow, and she did, followed by Greg's eyes.

In the supply room

"Now, the kit is every CSI's secret weapon. You want to always keep it stocked up and make sure your liquids are topped off and fresh." Nick picked up a large bundle of swabs and stuffed them in her kit. "There is no such thing as too many swabs."

"Got it." Andy took the kit form Nick and started to fill out the information card that fits in the sleeve in the lid of the secret weapon.

"How's mom handling this?" Nick asked his little sister. Andy stopped writing on her card and scratched her forehead.

"She's not, but dad is a different story. He won't stop telling me how disappointed he is." She continued writing.

"Don't let him get to ya Andy. Dad will always be dad. Besides you're the baby. He just wants what's best for ya"

"I know, I know. I just wish he could see things my way for just once."

"Well, does he know the real reason why you left?"

"No," Andy stopped writing again and pointed the pen at Nick, "and if you love me you won't tell him."

"I'm not telling him anything…But you're going to have to tell him. Eventually he's going to find out."

"Well it's better for him to find out when I'm here and not in reaching distance."

"What's going to stop him from jumping on a plane to Vegas to open up a can of whoop ass on you?"

"Nothing…that's why I'm hoping he never finds out." Andy took a moment to collect her thoughts. "I knew I should've gone to Europe." Andy shook her head and tucked the information card in her kit, clasped the lid closed, picked it up and walked toward the door. "I'll meet you in the break room."

"Yeah Alright." Nick said with a smile to the back of her head. He continued to re-stock his own kit when Greg walked in.

"Hey Nick." Nick looked up to see Greg standing in the doors his sister just walked out of.

"Hey G, what's up."

"Nothing," Greg walked in the room and leaned on the table Nick was working on. "Just wondering what's up with Andy."

"What's up with Andy is she is my little sister, therefore off limits to you!" Nick answered with a small grin now refilling his clipboard with paper.

"She's cute…"

"Stay away from my sister Sanders."

"…Which is why it's hard to believe she is even related to you."

"I'm serious." Nick retaliated not too convincingly.

"Mee too, she doesn't look a thing like you…"

"Aren't you supposed to be with Catherine?"

"Okay fine," Greg walked to the doorway and turned back around to Nick. "But I can't turn the Sanders charm off. When she comes looking for me its fair game." Nick picked up the closest thing to him, that just so happen to be an empty spray bottle, and chucked it at Greg, who dodged it by an inch.

"Get outta here." Nick picked up his kit and made for the break room. Looks like Andy coming here was going to be more trouble than Nick thought. He never took boys into consideration, let alone Greg. He always got along with Greg. He would hate to have to hurt him.