Shenanigans in Vegas

Pairing: Sara and Nick

This is the sequel to 'A Nightmare in Seattle'. Newlyweds Nick and Sara have an uninvited guest. It's Lisette Giroux the youngest sister of Nick's favorite cousin Deanna Giroux-O'Hara. Can Nick and Sara cope with the problem visitor or Nick will call in a certain beloved relative from Seattle?

A Very Rude Awakening

Nick was totally exhausted and climbed into bed. His wife of one month Sara was already in bed and waiting for him to join her. Once he was settled, the doorbell rang.

"Come on, Nick," Sara whined. "Let's get some sleep. We pulled a triple shift and we need to recover from the massive amount of caffeine. Besides, it could be somebody selling something we don't want or need."

"I just want to see who it is that is bothering us," Nick said. "I'll get my gun as a precaution."

"Be careful," she sighed. "I don't want to lose you!"

"I'll be fine," he winked. "Just try to get some sleep and I'll be with you when I get back."

Nick left the bedroom and slowly walked towards the front door. His law enforcement training had kicked in.

"Who is it?" he asked.

There was silence.

"If it is you, Nigel," he loudly hissed. "I'll call the police to haul your ass back to prison."

"Nick, this isn't Nigel," a teenage girl's voice said.

He looked at the peephole to see who the girl was. It couldn't have been one of his nieces since they didn't have spring vacation yet. He immediately recognized her and opened the door a crack.

"Lisette Giroux, what the hell are you doing here?" Nick asked with anger in his voice. "I thought you were supposed to be in the Seattle area."

"I ran away from school grounds," Lisette explained.

"I am calling the police," Nick hissed.

"Are you going to let me in?" she asked. "I think some perverted neighbor is staring at me. There are some others that are looking."

"Okay, but you are going to call your sister and let her know you are here," he said.

"I am not calling that crazy pregnant bitch," she said. "You can also forget about calling my mom. She was the one who sent me to Waco to stay with your aunt. She sent me to Dallas to be with your parents. Your mom finally shipped me off to Seattle to live with Deanna. My sister sent me a boarding school in Bellevue."

"Fine, I am calling Deanna then," he said. "I am sorry, but you leave me no choice."

Lisette rolled her eyes and sat on the couch. Sara walked in, looked at Nick and the somewhat familiar teenage girl. She gave Nick a glare and he winced at it.

"Nick, please tell me what the fucking hell is going on here?" Sara asked.

"Sara, do you remember my cousin Lisette Giroux?" Nick countered with a question of his own. "She is Deanna's kid sister."

"Oh yeah, the one whose strapless dress was torn off when she got it caught in a snag during our wedding," Sara smirked. "You weren't wearing any underwear. Greg Sanders was taking pictures of it."

"My mom almost had a fit when she saw you naked," Nick hissed at Lisette. "I had my friend Warrick Brown ask the bartender if he served a young woman claiming to be 21 any alcohol. When he found out you were really 17, he shuddered fearing arrest and agreed not to serve you anymore unless it was for a Shirley Temple."

"I remember Lindsey Willows taking her shawl and covering you with it as Jillian practically dragged you into her and Bill's hotel room," Sara casually added. "She told us you passed out the minute you laid on the bed."

"When your mom found out about it," Nick continued. "She went to my parents' room and gave you the biggest lecture."

"Shut the fuck up!" Lisette shouted. "I got a nasty hangover and your father yelled at me for making a fool of myself at your wedding. I get the point! Can I stay here for a while?"

"I don't know," Nick shook his head. "We don't have much room. Sara turned the spare bedroom into a library until we start our own family."

"You are going to sleep in the couch," Sara smirked.

"I don't care," Lisette shrugged. "It's better than having my bratty nieces jump all over me when I was trying to sleep."

Nick took the receiver and dialed Deanna's home number and waited for either her or Zach to pick up or get the voicemail greeting. He hung up after he heard Deanna's voice on the greeting and realized that she was at work already. He dialed her cell phone number and hoped that she would answer.

"Giroux-O'Hara!" the woman on the other line said.

"Dee Marie, this is your Cousin Nicky," Nick smiled with relief that she answered her cell phone.

"Hey Nicky, how are you and Sara doing?" she asked. "How's married life treating you?"

"We are both fine and married life is treating us very well," he smiled.

"Then, to what do I owe this pleasure?" she asked.

"Your kid sister managed to arrive at my house," he tone was slightly harsh, but not towards Deanna.

"How the hell did Lisette escape from that boarding school?" Deanna asked in shock. "The headmistress reassured me that there was a strictly enforced curfew when I had her enrolled there."

"Do you want to talk to her?" Nick asked.

"Yes, she has some explaining to do," Deanna protested.

"Lisette, I have Deanna on the phone," Nick said handing the teenager his cell. "She wants to talk to you."

"How pissed off is she?" Lisette asked with heavy sarcasm.

"What do you think?" he responded.

"Hey Deanna, what's up?" Lisette asked casually.

"Don't 'Hey Deanna, what's up?' me in that tone of voice, young lady," Deanna hissed. "Why did you run away? How did you get to Vegas? I hope you didn't hitchhike!"

"You are my sister, not my mother, bitch!" Lisette shouted. "I got to Vegas by bus and to Nicky's house by taxi."

"You know what I am going to do," Deanna said firmly. "I am going to hand over my case to one of my colleagues. Afterwards, I am going to my boss and ask for time off so I can go to Vegas. Once I am there, I will bring you back to school in Bellevue. When you are back, the headmistress will deal with you! Now, give me back with Nicky!"

"Sure," Lisette said handing the phone back to Nick.

"Deanna, let me know when you can get time off to get her," Nick said. "Meet the teen brat, Sara and me at the crime lab. I am not sure if you will be able to get a rental car when you arrive, so your best bet is to take a cab there. Ask the driver for a receipt and I will reimburse you."

"Thanks, Nicky!" Deanna said. "Look, I have to go now. You and Sara are probably sleepy and should rest. I'll call you when my plans are definite. Speak to you soon."

"I'll try not to let her out of my sight and I hope to hear from you," Nick said and they hung up.

Sara went to the linen closet to get a blanket. She returned a few minutes later to find Lisette lying on the couch asleep. She gently placed it on the teenager careful not to wake her.

"Nick, let's go to sleep," Sara said. "If Deanna calls, one of us will answer."

He nodded and they went to their room. They fell asleep the moment their heads were on the pillow and they were in each others arms.

When they awoke, Lisette was still sleeping. Sara took her shower first while Nick prepared a brunch. Nick kept the food warm he showered. They were both dressed and ready for their shift. Lisette woke up and joined them for brunch. However, she told them that she was going to take a jog and to explore Vegas. Sara told her to take a cab to the crime lab and ask for her. Nick called his voicemail to see if Deanna called. She left a message saying that she will catch the next available flight to Vegas.

Shift began and Lisette failed to show up at the lab. Both Nick and Sara were worried for the teenager's safety, but also the wrath of Deanna. However, they had to focus on their work or Grissom would know something was up.

TBC