Hi, I'd like to say few things before you'll start to read my story. Firstly, English is not my mother language so I take every responsibility for any mistake you'll find. I tried hard to avoid mistakes but I think I didn't find all of them. So I appologize for them.

Secondly, I'm new to writing CSI: NY fanfic. I'll try hard to make this story interesting for you.

Last thing, please review this chapter. I'll post new one only when I'll see that someone actually reads this. Otherwise I don't see a point of writting a story when nobody reads it.

Thank you for reading my babbling and now here we go. Enjoy!

When Jo Danville has been looking back to the beginning of the day, she knew everything went too well so she should expecting that problems would come. But in the morning she was just grateful that the prep Dan caught wasn't making any fuss and after he has seen they knew almost everything he had done, he confessed that he done it. It was really so easy but on other hand Jo had many evidence they prooved that it was him who hurt badly the shop assistant in the small shop with alcohol and tabac.

After the prep confessed his crime, all Jo had to do was put toghether all evidence, wrote report about this crime and make sure everything would be ready for a court. Every evidence had to have filled every information needed to show to the jury. And the final report had to have Mac signature because he was the head of this crime lab.

Jo knew the process and even though she didn't like paper work, she was glad they caught the bad guy and put him where he belonged. She had this case for herself because everyone else had full hands of different cases. Mac trusted her abilities to do this case alone. Jo did everything to show her boss and more her friend that she deserved his trust. She had the help of one of the best detectives whom she prefered to work, Don Flack. They made good team together so they caught the prep quickly.

Jo was almost finished with every paper work that had to be done when the door to her office opened. She looked up from the mess on her desk where she tried to find one paper and she was still failing. Through the door came in Mac Taylor. Jo smiled at him when she saw he was shaking his head. Jo knew Mac couldn't understand why she had to have such a mess on her table but at least he stopped asking her how she could find anything she was looking for.

"What's going on, Mac?" Jo asked. "Do you need my report already?"

Mac looked at her then he sat down on the opposite site of her desk.

"Don called. We have another case and you're the only one who doesn't have any case. But there is one problem. FBI will be looking over our shoulder because it seems this case has to do with something they have been working on for some time. The FBI team here is leading by your exhusband Russ. Would it be a problem for you to cooperate with him?"

Jo sighed. It seemed that it didn't matter she left the FBI and got divorced with Russ because she had to deal with him and the bureau anyway. She knew when she would say this could be a problem, Mac would try to put someone else on this case and Jo would take the case they were working on. But that would be complicated and she didn't want to make things for Mac complicated. She knew they were already complicated enough because of the cooperation with FBI. It wasn't that they didn't like the people working for the bureau, at least not most of the time. But they had different methods of investigating and interogating suspects and Mac with others didn't like it.

"That won't be a problem, don't worry Mac," Jo said finally and smiled at him with smile she hoped was reassuring.

"Fine,"Mac answered. "I don't have much information but I'm sure Don will tell you everything you need to know and Russ probably will tell you even the things you don't need to know." Then he gave her the address where she had to go to. After that he wished her good luck and left her office.

Jo sighed, she really wasn't looking forwad to working this case because of the coopeartion with Russ but she knew she couldn't leave Don on the crime scene alone. She looked around her desk and with small smile she finally found the paper she was looking for when Mac interupted her. It was the last paper for her final report to the previous case. She put it together because she meant to give it to Mac on her way to new case. Then she took everything she needed and with the report for Mac left her office.

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The first person who Jo saw when she entered the buliding where the crime has been commited was her exhusband Russ. Jo hoped she would have the chance to speak with Don first but this time she wasn't so lucky. She wanted to know first what exactly happened, to know how many victims were here and so on but now she had to go pass Russ and she knew she wouldn't be able to pass him without any talk.

"Russ, before you start asking me any questions I wasn't on the crime scene so I'm not able to tell you anything just yet." Jo said briskly.

Russ blinked but then he smiled at her. "I just wanted to say hello and to remind you I need to know whatever you'll find, okey? You worked on this case, too, before you left the bureau so I'm sure I don't need to remind you what's at the stake."

When Russ saw Jo's furrowed forhead he explained to her that in one of the flats in this building were four killed teenage girls who were stabbed to death and had slit throat. Brother of one of the girls found them and called police who then called crime lab and FBI. Brother still didn't say a thing because he was in a shock.

Jo's eyes widdened when she was listening to Russ. They really had a case few years ago what had some similarity with this one. But she still wasn't inside the flat and she didn't see the crime on her own so she couldn't make any state about it.

But the case Russ was talking about wasn't closed yet. They weren't able to catch the prep even though FBI had every possible equipment they could think about. Those killings have started some time ago in Trenton, New Jersey, then it stoped before local police could catch the killer. After year and half same killings started in Washington where Jo was working with Russ and others and tried to catch the killer. They were cooperating with police but because the same pattern was seen in Trenton, FBI was working on the case too. The bureau wasn't any luckier than police and after seven dead teenage-girls the killing stoped as sudden as in Trenton.

"We don't know yet if the death of those girls have anything to do with the Trenton killer." Jo objected. She mentioned the nickname that was given to the monster by news in New Jersey. By then police didn't call it by any name so they started to use this name and FBI was continuing using it.

"Go upstairs and look at it then you'll agree with me." Russ answered and showed with his right arm the shortest way to the elevator.

Jo looked at him then she looked the direction Russ was poining at. She decided to do what he was suggesting. She had to go to the flat anyway but right now she wasn't looking forward to doing so. It wasn't as if she was enjoying to going to the crime scene but this time, if Russ was right, she already knew what was waiting for her and she was sure she would be thinking about Ellie, her daughter, all the time she would be working on the crime scene.

Jo took the elevator and got out at the 17th floor. When the door of the elevator opened she already knew what way she needed to go. She couldn't miss the police officers, coroner, people who would take the dead girls to the pathology and many others. She went stright to the opened door and showed her badge to the officer standing next to the door. Then she ducked under the tape which said DO NOT CROSS and suddenly she was looking at the crime scene.

There, in the living room all the hell was broken. For dead bodies were lying in different position. One was close to the door leading from living room to the corridor, second was still half sitting half lying on the couch, third one was lying on her back over coffe table what wasn't standing on its usual spot. Last victim was behind the couch as if she was trying to hide herself but failed.

"Oh my God," Jo said when she saw it. Just from the first look Jo wanted to agree with Russ because it looked so familiar. But she had to trust the evidence not her feelings. At least that was what Mac Taylor was always saying and Jo had to agree with him.

So Jo tried to stop thinking about the similarities with previous killings and started to concentrate on this case. She wanted to take it as if this was completely new and different case so her feelings won't play any tricks with her. She took a deep breath, put her silver case on the floor, picked her camera up and started to work.

Jo hoped Mac would give her another team member to help her as soon as possible. Although she didn't mind to work alone, this case would be big and it would be useful to have someone who would help her. It was something different to work on a case with one dead or on a case with four dead people alone.