Disclaimer: I do not own Nick, Danny, Flack, Sara, Lindsay, ect… and nothing related to either of the shows (only in my dreams unfortunately)
A/N: First CSI: NY fanfic, plz be nice. This fanfic is a xover between CSI: LV and CSI: NY. BTW: Pre For Warrick, Pre Goodbye and Good Luck, everythin between Danny and Lindsay is completely resolved, and Peyton returned.
Chapter 1: Countdown
Las Vegas 01: 05 am
"Nooooo, oh please no." a shrill female voice pleaded. "Please don't kill me please!! I have a husband, two kids. Please I'll do anything."
"Shut up," a harsh male voice said. He watched as the woman cried and begged for her life, it was pure pleasure to watch that bitch plead for the life he wasn't gonna let her live to the end. He had a .32 in his hand and was trying to pick the best place to shoot his victim. In the leg and let her bleed, in the head, in the heart, his hand with the gun roamed the woman's body until he found the perfect spot and lightly placed the barrel of the gun on her forehead. "I'll countdown from 10. That's how long you have to say good-bye …"
"No, oh god please no-"
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6 …"
"I have a family please no let me live! I'll do anything!!"
"… 3, 2, 1 …" the killer slowly pulled the trigger and smirked as he heard her final scream as the gun shot killed her instantly.
New York 04: 28 am
"Haven't we been to this same location before?" Detective Stella Bonasera inquired as she stepped under the yellow tape surrounding her crime scene. She and Detectives Lindsay Monroe and Danny Messer had responded to a dead body call at an alleyway behind a bar.
"Nah, don't most alleys look alike in New York" Danny Messer said in his New York accent, looking around and snapping on gloves.
"No, I'm pretty sure I had a case here before," retorted Stella as she pulled on gloves herself.
Lindsay Monroe walked over to the body with a kind of calmness over her. She looked down at the frail, cold body. It was a woman, in her mid to late thirties, white, by looking at her body, and Stella could tell she was a beautiful woman. There was only one problem, there was a bag covering her face. Danny slowly reached down for the bag and pulled it away, Lindsay gasped and looked away at the horrible sight. The woman's face was brutally torn off revealing her skull, and blood all over her ripped face.
"Oh My God," gasped Stella as the all three CSIs stared at horror at the sight in front of them.
"I guess someone didn't want her identified," Danny muttered as he felt Lindsay instinctively latch on to him.
"Peyton or Sid'll just have to take fingerprints and dental," Lindsay said again turning away from the ghastly sight and pulling her own pair of gloves over her hands.
"Well, Peyton should be on her way over to take the body," said Danny said as he shook his head. As he glanced away he noticed a glint on the victim's hand. "Married," he called out leaning in to get a better shot.
"She's also got a family," Lindsay said as she looked at the wallet she'd pulled from the purse next to the victim. "ID, money, and credit cards are all here. Vic's name Jessica Sterling, Manhattan address, two pretty kids."
"I guess I'll have to notify the family," said a male voice.
"Oh, hey Flack. Finally made it huh detective," said Danny.
"Shut up Messer, had some car trouble," said Don Flack, Jr. slightly smirking.
"Think you can wave the girl's picture around here see if anyone can account for her whereabouts this evening?" asked Stella not looking up from her camera. She had found an errant hair and was hoping it belonged to the killer.
"Sure thing detective," joked Flack as he headed her way. "By the way," he whispered. "I like your perfume." Before Stella could manage a retort he was off into the bar next door. Stella sighed as she went back to photographing the body. As much as it disgusted her, it was her job and as much as Flack annoyed her, he was a co-worker and friend.
A/N: Hope you liked the first chapter. If you R&R, I'll update faster. Any special requests you can either review or email me () I'll try to put w/e in. J