Disclaimer: I don't own then. There I said it. I don't own them. I don't mind telling you: I wish I did, though. I'm only borrowing them. I do own Victoria though.
(A/N: This is my first time writing a CSI fic. Let alone a Stargate SG-1/CSI crossover. Please review!)
"Past and Present"
Ch. 1
(Las Vegas Airport)
Nick Stokes stood patiently at the terminal gate. It was a normal late afternoon. A medium, built woman with short red hair and deep blue eyes walked toward the young CSI. The woman was wearing a pink tank top and a pair of blue jeans. She was in her mid-thirty's.
"Victoria Applegate," Nick greeted the mysterious, but familiar woman.
"It's Lt. Colonel Victoria Applegate, Nick," the woman corrected.
"Military?"
"Air Force,"
"I never thought that you would join the Air Force," Nick commented.
"I've changed," she paused. "Unfortunately, I haven't come here for old time's sake."
They made their way to get Victoria's luggage. After they picked up her luggage, they made their way to Nick's car, a black Chevrolet SUV.
"Grissom wanted my help with a case. Any idea what it's about?" she asked as Nick drove.
"Nope. I've been out of the crime lab for the past week," he told her.
"You've been through a lot this past week," Victoria said, looking at him.
"Get put of my head!" he said defensively.
"I'm sorry," she told him softly.
"You've got a handle on your abilities, I see?" Nick asked.
"Yeah," she said. "So, you wanna tell me what have you been through?"
"Not really, no," he said, driving in his drive way.
"Well, you know you can always come to me for anything right?" Victoria told him. "You can always talk to me anytime, no matter what I'm doing. I'll drop everything and we can just talk."
Victoria slapped herself inwardly. She was rambling again.
"I know," Nick gave her an appreciative smile as he stepped out of the SUV.
(Nick's House)
Nick and Victoria grabbed her luggage and he led her into his house. Once Nick helped Victoria get settled, Victoria's cell phone rang. Nick sat down on the couch as she sat down at the kitchen table.
"Hello," she said.
"Hi, mommy!" a female voice spoke.
"Oh, hey sweetie!" Victoria greeted more enthusiastically. "How are doing at Aunt Sam and Cousin Cassie's?"
"Fine," the little girl said. "I miss you mommy."
"I miss you too baby girl," she told her. "What are you doing tonight for dinner?"
"Aunt Sam, Cousin Cassie and I are going to meet Uncle Daniel, Uncle Teal'c and Uncle Jack at O' Malley's," the five year old told her mother.
"That sounds like fun," Victoria said. "I have to go now. Be a good girl for Aunt Sam. Call me tonight before you go to bed, okay, sweetie."
"Okay, mommy. I love you," the little girl said.
"I love you too, Honey,"
Victoria hung up the cell phone and looked over at Nick.
"Who was that?" he asked, tarring away from his video game.
"My daughter, Elizabeth," she told him.
She made her way to the couch. Nick hit the pause button on his game his video game.
"Your daughter? Who's the lucky dad?" he asked.
"No dad. Just us and our adopted family in Colorado," she told him.
"That would be the Aunt, Cousin and three Uncles'," Nick nodded in understanding.
"Yeah," Veronica nodded. "So, what are you planning for dinner? Since I know you can't cook if your life depended on it." she smiled.
"What do you feel like?" he asked.
"How's the Chinese Take-out here?" she asked rhetorically.
"I know this one place that kicks ass. I'll call 'em up!" Nick said. He got up and dialed. When he hung up he told her, "Food'll be here in half an hour."
By the time he got back to the Living Room Victoria was playing his video game.
"Great," she said as he sat down. "By the way, you picked a crappy team,"
"Well, why don't we see how great you are, then," Nick said, taking a controller.
"Is that a challenge?" she asked, ginning childishly.
"You bet!" he started up a new game, grinning uncontrollably.
"You're on, Stokes!"
They played until the food arrived. Nick and Victoria sat and ate the Chinese food.
"So, you're a CSI now?" she asked, taking a bite of food. "That must be an interesting job."
"It is. Although nothing surprises me anymore," he told her, inhaling a bite of Chow-mien. "What do you do for the Air Force?"
"Deep Space Telemetry," she told him. "I am also a scientist. I have a degree in a number of scientific subjects."
"That sounds so boring," Nick commented.
"It has its moments," Victoria shrugged.
"Really, Tell me some of them," he said, taking a bite.
"Umm . . ."
"What's the problem? Can't you tell me any exciting stories?"
Victoria's cell phone rang loudly. Saved by the bell, Victoria thought as she reached for her phone.
"Hello,"
"Hey, Vicky, it's Sam," a female voice said.
"Hey, Sam!" Victoria greeted. "How's Lizzie? Has she behaved?"
"She was an angel, as usual," Sam told her. "Jack and Daniel tired her out. She collapsed in her car seat on the way home."
Nick ate and listened in on her conversation. He didn't even pretend he wasn't listening. Victoria knew he was listening to her. She didn't mind it much.
"Wow! So, the boys were pretty wild? You did tell them that she was only 5, and not 25, right," Victoria giggled.
Sam laughed, "Oh, yeah! It was Karaoke Night at O' Malley's."
"Oh, no!"
"Yes! You should have seen them," Sam told her, laughing harder.
"I'm sorry I missed it," Victoria laughed. Once she calmed down she asked, "How are the General and Daniel?"
"They're fine," Sam told her, settling down herself. "Daniel just put Lizzie to bed for me. She insisted on him reading the bedtime story."
"Yeah, Daniel is good at telling interesting bedtime stories. Plus, I think, my little angel has a crush on the good doctor," she said, with a small smile.
"Hey, who doesn't?" Sam said.
"As much as I would love to talk to you all night,"
"You have to go,"
"Yeah, I have a big day tomorrow. Tell Lizzie I love her and have her call me tomorrow morning, okay?" Victoria requested.
"Sure thing," Sam said. "Good night."
"Night," She hung up the cell phone.
Victoria picked up her food and ate again.
"So, any exciting stories?" Nick asked again.
"Hmm . . ." she paused to think. "The work I do is somewhat classified."
"Somewhat?"
"Okay, all of it is pretty much classified," she put her food down and got up. "Well, I'm off to bed. I haven't had a decent nights sleep in nine years. So' I am looking forward to this special occasion." Victoria went over to Nick and kissed him on the cheek, "Good night."
"Night," Nick said back, smiling.
To be continued . . .