A/N: YAY! I'm finally posting this! I know that fanfiction's emailhas been down but I had promised I would post this story today. I don't know if the updates will be frequent, but I'll do my best. Some notes about this story:

1) There's a character's addiction to the original team of CSI: LV. I own her and I'm the one who decides what she does and why she does it. If you don't like it, too bad!

2) This story takes place around the fourth and fifth season of CSI. Maybe there's some timing that will be wrong, but honestly, I don't care much about that.

3) This story is M-Rated due to language (much cursing), some violence and explicit content in later chapters. If you don't like to read it, just press the 'back' button. Anyways, I'll warn you when the time comes.

Facing Grave Danger

By

AlexandraKhayman

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI: or Nick Stokes. The whole episode 'Grave Danger' isn't mine either. I only own the idea and Morgan Lynn Rodriguez (She is mine).

Summary: The episode 'Grave Danger' takes a different view when Nick's housemate is also in the team. Character's addition to the original team. NickxOC.

Chapter 1

She got out of the bus and looked around "So, this is Vegas, uh?" – She questioned herself.

Morgan Lynn Rodriguez, a twenty-two year old girl, tall and with long black hair that fell on her back with some red tips had finally arrived Las Vegas. She had just finished college and was about to start her probation. "And what a better place then Vegas to do it?" – She thought, dropping her bag on the floor along with her backpack.

The brilliant city known worldwide by its casinos and lights was shinning around her. She searched for the paper where the address of her new job was written on her pocket and read it "Crime Lab. 3057 Westfall Avenue, Las Vegas, Nevada."

She smiled; her dream was about to come true… She picked her stuff up and walked to the cabs that were near by the station. "Let's get to work!" – She said to herself.

When she arrived the Lab, about twenty minutes later, she felt her nerves attacking her stomach. "Take it easy Lynn… they're not going to eat you." – She murmured.

She took a deep breathe and push the door. She walked to the receptionist and made a nice look.

"Good Night. How can I help you?" – The woman asked.

"Good Night. I have a meeting with Capt. Jim Brass." – She informed.

"Sure. Wait just a minute please." – The receptionist pointed the waiting room in front of them – "I'll tell Capt. Brass that you're here Miss…."

"Rodriguez. Morgan Rodriguez."

The receptionist smiled and reached the phone. Morgan caught the way that the receptionist had stared at her while she was waiting for Capt. Brass to answer the phone. She couldn't help but smile: it had been like this since she was sixteen. Her studded leather bracelet, her black belt with little pentagrams printed, her notorious passion for tattoos and the often-called 'weird' way she dressed had always made people stare at her with some kind of surprise and sometimes even disgust.

"Well, I can see that she doesn't like rock people… too bad." - Morgan thought with a smile. She had once cared more about that than she cared now. She looked at her 'soon to be' workplace… at least, she hoped so. It seemed to be nice and a perfect place to start her probation. This Lab was one of the bests on the United States and the leader of the night shift, Gil Grissom, had a huge reputation.

"It would be awesome to learn from him…" – She thought. The excitement and, at the same time, the fear of working for such a respectable person were taking over her when the receptionist called her.

"Miss Rodriguez?"

"Yes?"

"Capt. Brass is going to receive you now. This way please…"

She followed the woman to an office. On the way, she had the chance to take a quick look at the Lab.

"Here it is." – The woman told her, pointing to the nearest office.

"Thank you." – She smiled. She knocked on the door and waited for an answer from the inside.

"Come in."

She passed her hand through her hair and opened the door. The man stood up from his desk – "Good evening, Miss Rodriguez. I was just taking a look at your résumé."

Morgan smiled and they greeted, shaking each other's hand.

"Please, take a seat."

"Thank you." – She sat down on the chair, her hands resting on her lap.

"I've seen that you graduated with some medium grades, but you had an excellent final exam. What makes you want to have your probation and eventually work, after it, on this CSI lab?"

"I've heard a lot of good things about this one. Being a CSI has been my dream since I was a little girl and I thought that I could learn a lot here. I know that my grades aren't exactly the ones that are requested…"

"You know, despite being the second most important lab in the country, we think that are other things that are more important than just grades."

Morgan couldn't avoid a little smile – "Well, I will work a lot, I can assure you that. I'm very dedicated to all that I do and, I don't know if it's a good thing, but I'm a perfectionist."

"Well, Miss Rodriguez, we'll do the following: I give you a month to prove your value. Four weeks to show me that the feeling I had when you walked through that door was right. Then, if you convince me, I can assure you that, after you finished your probation, you'll be staying here." – Jim Brass stood up.

"Thank you Sir!" – Morgan stood up too – "I'll do my best."

"You'll be starting tomorrow. I'll introduce to the rest of the team; I guess they're all here now…"

Capt. Brass walked to the door and opened it. He let Morgan leave the office first and then directed her to the meeting room, where Gil Grissom was briefing that night's cases.

"Hey, sorry for interrupting you Grissom, but I have someone here that I want you to meet guys…"

Grissom looked at her with a nice smile and nodded. They got in the room and she saw two women and two men sitting at the table.

"Guys, this young girl right here is Miss Rodriguez. She will start working here tomorrow." – Capt. Brass introduced – "Morgan, these are your teammates: Sara Sidle, Catherine Willows, Nick Stokes and Warrick Brown. This man right here is Gil Grissom, your superior."

Morgan reached for his hand – "It's an honour to meet you Sir. I hope to fill your expectations."

"I'm sure you will." – Grissom answered, smiling to her.

(A month later)

Morgan paid the taxi driver and shouted, "Keep the change", running to the lab. Today she was finally going to know if they had liked her work and if she was going to stay in Las Vegas and, dammit, she was late!

She passed the reception - "The Captain is waiting for you, rookie. You're late." – The receptionist, Alyssa, warned her.

"Thanks Alyssa." – She said and kept running.

When she was turning to her right to Capt. Brass' office, she ran into someone. She fell to the floor along with the folders that the other person was carrying.

"Dammit!" – She hissed.

"Morgan, are you okay?" – Nick asked.

"Nick…" – She blushed and helped him getting the files all together again – "I'm so sorry. I should be more careful but I'm late."

"Late for what?"

"I'm going to find out now if they liked my work during this month. If they did, I'm staying here. If they didn't…"

"Hey…" – Nick helped her stand up – "I'm sure you're going to stay. You did an awesome job."

"Thanks. Well, I have to go. See you later."

"See you. Good luck!" – Nick waved to her as she knocked on the door.

"Come in."

She opened the door – "Oh, I'm so sorry for being late Captain."

"It's okay. It was the first time. Well, I must say you chose a bad day to arrive late but relax… there's no problem with it."

He stood up and pointed the door – "But we'll talk in the meeting room. Follow me."

"This can't be a good sign…" – She sighed. For the first time in her life, Morgan felt that she was going to faint if this did not end quickly.

They had arrived at the meeting room and the whole team was there. She put down her stuff and stood in front of all of them, waiting for her evaluation.

"Don't you want to sit down?"

"No, thanks, but I'd rather stay like this."

"Okay, then. Let's see…" – He looked at some papers and started talking – "During this month you helped this team in 18 different cases, all successfully solved. Your skills and your team spirit were much appreciated by Mr. Grissom. So, I guess I may say that, despite all we talked in our first meeting about your grades, you did a pretty good job and you deserve to be here. Welcome to the team, Miss Rodriguez."

"Yes!" – She thought. She smiled and walked to her leader – "Thank you so much for supporting my work, Mr. Grissom. I swear I won't disappoint you."

"You're welcome Morgan. And please, for now on, call me Grissom."

She smiled and let out a sigh of relief. Catherine Willows came to congratulate her – "I'm really happy that you're staying and I hope you can learn a lot from us."

"I will. Thank you."

A few minutes later, in the locker room, Morgan was putting her things on her locker when Nick approached her.

"Hey. I told you you'd be staying." – She turned to him and Nick smiled – "Welcome to the team, Morgan."

She smiled to him and their eyes met for some seconds – "Thanks Nick."

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Arwennicole, not just because today it's her 18th birthday (everybody, wish her Happy Birthday!) but also because she helped me a lot with this, even when I wanted to give up. Thanks a lot, my dear friend.