(A/N: CSI: awsome show! So, my new story! YAY! lol Hope you like it! Enjoy! C-ya!)

Chapter 1: The assignments

One warm spring evening, at CSI headquarters, the Grave Shift gets their assignments.

*team gathered in break room*

Catherine: Ray and Greg, 419 in the desert, specific location on this paper.

Greg: We got this! *fist bumps Ray*

Ray: *chuckles at Greg*

Catherine: *rolls her eyes at them, smiling* Ok, Sofia, you and I have a bloody crime scene, but no apparent body at a small motel called The Brandel.

Sofia: The Brandel? Where is that?

Catherine: *shrugs her shoulders* Apparently, on the other side of Vegas.

Nick: What are me 'n' Sara workin'?

Catherine: Well, I'm giving you the toughest one, because I know you guys can handle it and I know you guys will work the hardest to solve any crime committed against children.

Sara: Oh…

Catherine: *sighs* You guys have a possible double 426. The two girls are at Desert Palms, the younger one is in the worst condition.

Nick: *angered for the girls* Let's go, Sara!

Sara: *agitated as well* Right behind you, Nick! *both leave*

Catherine: *looks at the rest and sighs* Did I give them the right one?

Greg: Don't worry, Cath. They won't rest till they find the guy who did it!

*Ray and Sofia agree*

Catherine: *sighs again and shakes her head in frustration* That's what I'm afraid of.

With Sara and Nick arriving at Desert Palm

Nick: *pulls in and parks car* Are you ready, Sara? Remember no matter how this case affects us emotionally we can't let them control our actions or Cath will take us off this case.

Sara: *sighs* I know, and if we go in there angry at some guy we haven't even found yet…

Nick: It will scare the hell out of those girls. *nods* Yea, that too. So, we good, ya know, for now?

Sara: Yea, those girls are probably scared enough as it is. Let's go!

*Sara and Nick walk to the desk*

Nick: Hey, Nurse?

Nurse: *smiles at him* It's Jane.

Nick: Hi, I'm Nick Stokes and this is Sara Sidle.

Sara: *waves her hand slightly* Hi.

Nick: And we're with the crime lab. We are here about two girls who were admitted for abuse and possible rape trauma.

Jane: *sighs* Those poor girls. Come on, I'll update you on their conditions, their room is down here. They have been here for an hour or so. The older one carried the little one, right through the doors you just came through, I saw them. As I ran to them, I called to attending nurses for help, when Tom and I reached them, I took the little one and set her on a gurney, and Tom caught the other girl when she passed out. The older one isn't talking, but we think she is about sixteen to eighteen. She has multiple abrasions along her back, arms, and legs, as well as a black eye. We hear her cries every so often and quiet mumblings we can't quite understand. The doctor that checked on her ten minutes ago said she mumbled something like ca-something c- something- something. She had a small contusion on her forehead that was stitched up. She might have a small concussion from it as well, so she might not remember much of the attack.

Sara: And the younger girl?

Jane: As I had said, the older girl was carrying her, she was even more battered. We suspect she is about three to five. She has multiple broken bones, her cheek was cut, and she was bleeding so severely, they found a rather big head wound, for the size of her head, it wasn't deep just big. She is stable now, she is sleeping. The older girl was pushing the button for the nurses' station, about a half hour ago. I went in, she still wasn't talking of course but I understood that she wanted to hold the little girls hand, but I told her she couldn't because of all the wires. So, I did put the beds as close as I could without messing anything up like the IV's or anything, she could reach the handle on the bed, *stops in front of the window to the room the older girl, with dark straight hair, is facing away from the window and the little girl, whose head is badaged with a small brown curl escaping it and has her right arm and left leg in casts and a bandage on her cheek, is on the other side of her* As you can see she hasn't let go since. I'm no CSI, of course, but from the damage each girl sustained, it seems to me that whoever did this to them started with the little one gave her some intense beatings then the older one found them and tried to stop it so he turned to her beat her a little, she fell or something hitting her head, giving the perpetrator a chance to escape. *stops and sees Sara and Nick just staring at her* Um, like I said, I'm no CSI.

Sara: No, but from what you told us about their injuries that is a possibility. Did you perform an SAE kit on both?

Jane: We did, the results are not in just yet bet when they are I will let you know.

Nick: Thank you, Jane, here is my number just in case we are gone when the results are in. We'll take it from here.

With Catherine and Sofia at The Brandel

Sofia: You said there is no body, right? Just tons of blood?

Catherine: That's what the manager said. I think we should talk to him before we work on the room.

Man: *walks over* My name is Jon Templeton. May I help you ladies? Two rooms, *looks at them slyly* or room for two?

Catherine: Ugh! Sorry, Sofia! I love ya, but as sister! I don't get with women.

Sofia: Ugh! I agree, Cath! Jon, we are looking for the manager.

Jon: *chuckles* Just kiddin'! And your lookin' at 'im! I own the place.

Catherine: Mr. Templeton, I'm Catherine Willows and this is Sofia Curtis; we're from the crime lab. You reported one of your rooms is covered in blood, correct?

Jon: Right! Room twenty-three. *looks down* Let's see… ah here it is the key that unlocks every room. Follow me ladies!*Unlocks the door* Here it is. Careful, it's a blood bath.

Catherine: Mr. Templeton…

Jon: Jon, please.

Catherine: Right. *clears her throat* Mr. Templeton, how many master keys do you have? And have you lost it recently?

Jon: Um, just the one. And I don't think I have lost it. Wait, I couldn't find it the other day, but it turns out Brandel forgot to put it back after cleaning the rooms.

Sofia: Brandel? Like your motel?

Jon: Yea, I built this motel, fifteen years ago, Brandel was almost two, my wife had just died and we moved here from North Dakota, for a fresh start. I named it after him and put his name on the ownership as well so when I die he won't have to fight anyone to keep it.

Catherine: May I take your master key? Just to check for unknown prints. Just in case Brandel was covering himself for losing it for a while.

Jon: Of course, here. *drops key into the bag*

Sofia: We are going to need print from anyone who works here including you and your son so we can rule out your fingerprints.

Jon: It's just Brandel and me, but we will do whatever we can.

Catherine: Can you cover this for a few minutes, Sofia? I would like to ask Mr. Templeton a few more questions.

Sofia: Sure, Cath, I got it.

*Catherine and Jon start walking back to the office*

Catherine: Do you know who you rented that room to most recently? They may be the person we are looking for, either the attacker or who's blood is all over that room.

(A/N: What did you think? Chapter 2 to come tomorrow! :) Press that review button and tell me what you think!)