Hi I'm Layna for anyone who doesn't know me. I'm super excited for my first CSI fanfic, and of course I'm going to try my hardest to make you love it(Cookies anyone)! Any who this story just popped into my head and I knew that it had to happen so please Read and review because I really love comments and I like to know whether this is worth continuing or not. love always ~LNR~
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The witnesses where nonexistent but how was that possible when there were thousands of people at the Strip when Marco Jelepso was murdered? That was the question that the CSI team where working day and night to figure out, already three days had past and it seemed like there were nothing but dead ends. Marco Jelepso was a college UNLV who came with a group of friends for his 24 birthday to do some gambling and drinking, this all lead up to him laying on the slab downstairs with two knife wounds to the chest.
"Ugh!" Nick groaned as he threw the knife at the dummy in annoyance just as Sarah entered the room.
"Nick didn't your mother ever teach you not to throw knifes!" she asked with a slight chuckle.
"Ha ha very funny, I have nothing, I can't figure out how this boy died the knife wound didn't hit any major arteries or organs yet he died and with minimal blood loss!" He had spent the past hour trying to figure out the trajectory and angle of the kill shot and came up with nothing.
"Yeah well I've hit a dead end as well, according to Marco's family, teachers, and friends he was a jack of all trades, well liked, an A plus student and had no enemies so I'm stumped." she sat down on the stool next to the display of knives and pictures of the victim.
"Does Greg or Morgan have any leads?"
"Well Morgan and Greg are still out looking for the murder weapon and they haven't reported anything and oh Hodges he is running the blood of Jelepso so maybe we can get something." Sarah was hopeful, the boy was so young and though everyone said that they saw Marco as perfect, everyone has their secrets and soon the wall falls down and people will find out.
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"Come on Morgan, I jumped in the last three dumpsters, it is your turn." Greg crossed his arms giving a look of determination at his field partner, it was so had though she was so beautiful and her blue eyes had this trance on him.
"Please Greg, I can't smell like trash, I have a date tonight," Greg's heart sank he had the hugest crush on her since day one and even though he had his own dates he gave it up for her, who's to say that she won't meet Mr. Right tonight. "Please," she asked giving her puppy eyes, he grunted and rolled his eyes as he hoisted himself into the dumpster. This one was the worst it had week old food rotting it giving anyone the sensation of wanting to vomit.
"Ugh, Morgan you own me on this one, I think I'm going to be sick," he said scrunching his face in disgust.
"I know, how about I treat for dinner tomorrow after shift."
"You sure your date tonight won't mind," He asked half jokingly; Morgan chuckled as she took it as a joke.
"Are you kidding me, this date probably won't work out, every date that I go on that my friend Felicia sets up ends up the same way, they are intimidated by me being smarter than them." She sighed.
"I got it"
"Really, I mean come on Greg you're smart."
"No, I mean I think I found the weapon," he held up a black handled knife coated in blood.
"Glad you where listening," Morgan laughed handing him the blood test.
"I was and if they can't see your brilliance as a good thing then they are scum." Morgan smiled at the compliment, "thanks Greg." Her mood lightened.
"This is human blood, we should bring it to the lab."
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"Just got a call Morgan and Greg are on their way back, they think they may have found the weapon two blocks away." Russell said as he entered the break room where Sarah, Nick and Finlay were sitting.
"Good we need a good lead!" Fin said
"Well then you are going to love me," Hodges said with a gigantic smile on his face as he came rushing into the room with a manila folder. He threw it on the table and waited as the team read over the results.
"Wow, Atropa Belladonna, that's old school," Sarah said aloud.
"Yes that's what I thought, Ancient Romans used to use it on arrow heads to poison their victims, killing them and enough could kill at a rapid pace like it did to Marco Jelepso."
"Great work Hodges, we will have to run it through the data bases to see for similar cases." Russell said as they all began to get up.
"Did I not say you are going to love me, I already did it and got a cold case of a Mr. Giovanni Precenta, son of Frank Precenta a leader of the gang, Precenta crime Family, leading me to believe that Marco would be somehow connected I dug and," he pulled a paper from the folder.
"That's our victim but that's new, says his name is really Carson Bagnasco who along with his mother Merida disappeared, eight years ago," Nick read.
"Yes and searching his new name as Marco, the real Marco died fifteen years ago as well as Beatriz Jelepso, they must have gotten the ids on the black market,"
"Wow so how are the two connected?" Fin asked.
"Bagnasco is another Crime family who was in a war with the Precenta Family and they were the cause of Giovanni who was going to be part of the business and so the Bagnasco's put a hit on him and succeeded."
"So the Precenta family are retaliating how was the poison in Giovanni?"
"He ate the plant, which can be mistaken as a salad green."Hodges replied.
"Well we need protect Merida and get the prints, it there are any off the knife."
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Greg sat by while the prints that the found ran through a data base, luckily the killer wasn't smarter than the Crime Lab and had slipped up.
"Anything?" Nick asked as he and Sarah entered.
"Nope just scanned then so it may be a minute."
"Okay well we are going to watch interrogation of Merida." Sarah said, but just as her and Nick turned,
"Uh oh." Greg caused them to turn around.
"What do you mean uh oh?" Nick asked.
"The prints are a match however the owner to the prints is deceased; Hugh Fresto, in an explosion two months ago." Nick slapped his hand to his forehead.
"Well unless Fresto is a zombie, we have hit a dead end again I hope Merida can give us a lead or the coordinates to her estranged husband."
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"Beatriz Jelepso, or is it Merida Bagnasco?" Ecklie pushed the manila envelope to the shook up woman who refused eye contact. Her attorney stood like a soldier next to her, waiting for Ecklie to step out of line even the slightest.
"I can explain this, Carson and I left for good reasons!" she cried.
"Please explain Mrs. Bagnasco, because your son right now is laying downstairs and it seems like there is going to be a target on your head." Merida took a deep breath and let it out in a shaken form.
"Carson was sixteen when I found out what Ronnie did for a living, Ron told me that he was in construction I never knew that he was part of a mob." she had tears burning in her eyes as she began telling the officer about her husband with hatred in her voice.
"When Carson and I were cleaning one day I stumbled upon an open bookcase in his office which lead to a room, I saw everything his hit list his list on everyone who owed him and in that instant I knew that I needed to leave, Carson actually made the plan when he saw the secret room. That weekend Ronnie was out on business so Carson and I packed up as much as we could I took out as much of our accounts as I could and we moved out of that life, I thought we were safe from Ronnie and any other affiliations that he had."
"You thought you were, what changed that?" Merida began to cry before handing him a letter that she brought with her.
"It's from Ronnie, he found us told me that he understood but that we had a target on our back because of him, that we needed to watch our backs and that he missed us, THIS is why I left him! to keep my son from danger and now I have to bury him!" she yelled as tears fell down her face, she sobbed in her attorney's arms.
"I'm so sorry for your loss Merida, but we will catch the killer, it's our job."
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Everyone had left but Greg, Everything was silent, it made the place eerie. The murder weapon had him stumped him as he ran the finger prints and all trace left behind but it all pointed to Hugh Fresto. He cracked his fingers before he began to look up records of Fresto's death and to his amazement something came up.
"You look like you're on to something," the voice came out of nowhere causing him to jump before he realized that he recognized the voice.
"Though you had a date with some macho man?" he smiled as he turned his chair around and met the beautiful blue eyes of Morgan.
"Well I was right, however he had the decency to cancel ten minutes before with some lame excuse about plans with a friend."
"Ouch, sorry Morgan."
"C'est la vie, what do you have?" she asked as she moved closer to the computer.
"I found this article, according to this Hugh Fresco's car exploded in late mid august."
"Yeah we knew that."
"Yes but the cornier report says he was identified by his driver's license in the victim's pocket and they found out that the car explosion was a cigarette next to a gas container."
"So, that body may not be Fresco's," Morgan said with enthusiasm.
"Yeah exactly, I will tell Russell now."
"Problem, Russell left already, leave the file on his desk. "
"Yeah I will, can't wait to sum up this case, this poor kid ready for a fresh start only to be killed by his past he never knew he had." Eric said as he printed out the papers.
"Wanna go grab a bite, I'm starving, waited so long for this date only to have him cancel." Morgan said rolling her eyes.
"I have a few things to finish up here but I will meet you lets go to Hearlen Diner, order me my usual and I will be there in 20." he smiled as she agreed and left him to his finishing touches.
It took him ten minutes to finish everything and finally leave the file on Russell's desk and lock up the evidence. Just as he finished the power suddenly shot off and the heating system sputtered to a halt making the place more creepy and sending a horrible feeling throughout Greg's entire body. If this wasn't enough Greg could have sworn that he heard footsteps from a distance, but was it multiple footsteps, he would soon find out.
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You caught me I am a Morgander fan love them from the start and I hate Hodges for maybe messing it up. Anyhow hope you loved this chapter its probably longer than what the other's will be (I can be kinda lazy). So Cliff hanger, Greg in danger or is it just his paranoia(probably not) and what about Morgan stood up again? can he be saved, comment, I love them, I know you want to go on write something nice(not a huge fan of the hate comments) and read on, until next time ~LNR~