Disclaimer: Never nor I will EVER own CSI: NY. It's a shame though, Stella would have NEVER EVER in a million years, as long as I need autocorrect to spell things right, leave CSI: NY (even if I might have made no sense there... -_-) Also, Mac and Stella would have gotten together and had kids and- I'm getting a little too out of place... -_-

So here's the second chapter. I was so dedicated to writing this chapter (and my friend kept bugging me, thanks though Zoe Tabbycat) that I took my my phone on a field trip we had today and finished writing it on the field trip. :D Also, I was typing on a small iPhone and it was really hard! *whines* So without further ado, I present, the second chapter... *hands some popcorn over* "Want some?" (this is the part where you take some and enjoy the story)

After Stella was through with her shock of finding the dead baby, she was forced to analyze the parents by Mac.

"It's for you're own good," Mac had reasoned. Part of Stella was relieved, but some of her was disappointed because she knew she was capable of analyzing the children, but she didn't dare argue with Mac. She took photos of the parents and a close up of a bullet hole on both the parents' shoulders. There was little to suggest that they knew they were going to be killed because nothing looked out of place.

"What do you think the DOA is?" Flack asked with his trusty notebook in hand.

"It's safe to say a bullet," Stella replied. She lifted the mother to look at her back, "It's not a through and through one, so the bullet's within the mother," As Flack wrote down the information, Stella looked at the husband's back.

"A through and through on the husband. I think there was at least two people, I mean, if there was only one person, then at least one of the parents would have tried to move," Stella reasoned. Flack took down excellent notes about what Stella said.

"I'll start processing the evidence in here and try to look for the bullet and gun," Stella said. Mac entered the room.

"Need any help?" he asked her. She nodded and told him her conclusion

"Alright, then I'll look for the bullet and let's see if you can find the gun," They set to work and within minutes, Mac found the bullet. He helped her look for the gun, which they never found.

"Maybe one of the killer took it with them? Or dropped it somewhere outside," Stella said and looked outside. They were 10th floor and after a quick figure dusting, there were no prints on the window.

"It's not likely they threw the gun out the window. No prints and it doesn't look like the windows been open for ages," Stella tried to open it with her gloved hands, but it didn't budge.

"You know, now that I'm thinking, if they couldn't have crawled out the window and there's no other escape, how'd they get out? They would have had to use either the elevator, the stairs, or they're still in the building. Flack?" Stella called to the note-taking detective, "Do you think you could get your hands on some video tapes? Maybe they caught our killer," there was hope in Stella's voice; she just hoped she could find some.

Back at the lab, Lindsey and Stella were looking over the video from the cameras that Flack could get. About halfway through the tapes and nothing sited, Hawkes came in.

"I sure hope you have some good news, cause there hasn't been anything on the cameras," Lindsey said with a sigh.

"I have something that might lead you in the right direction," Hawkes replied and handed Lindsey a brown folder. She glimpsed at the notes taken on a report, only taking in the important bits.

"Uh huh," She said and handed the folder to Stella after she finished

Stella took the autopsy report of the family and looked up and down the brown folder. She looked from the brown folder to Hawkes.

"They were killed at about 7:30, so our killers, most likely, had to have escaped around that time," Stella went back to the computer and sped the video to around the time the murder took place. She stopped the video and put it in real time. She watched the scene from the lobby and waited for someone. It wasn't busy around 7:30, so Stella wondered why the murderers chose such a time. At around 7:40, according to the clock on the screen, a woman passed by the checkout counter. She looked fairly familiar to Stella and it was obvious this murderer had no experience in crime because she looked directly at the camera. Stella was horrified when she saw who it was.

"That's impossible!" she exclaimed. She ran a biometric to see if it was true. Unfortunately, running the test made it worst. It only confirmed her suspicious. Stella knew one of the murderers.

"Did we ever find a weapon?" Stella asked, becoming pale, forcing out the words.

"Yeah, there was a gun dumped into a garbage a street down, why?" Hakes replied.

"Has it been analyzed yet?" Stella asked, starting to get up for her chair, regaining her confidence.

"It was on its way over for prints now," said Lindsey, taking Stella's hand and giving it a squeeze to help her focus.

"I want to analyze it," Stella said. She hoped she sounded more confided than she felt; the squeeze from Lindsey brought her to the present.

"Uh, sure. Are you OK Stella," asked Hawkes.

"I'm fine," Stella replied and took off before any more questions could be held. She headed over to retrieve the gun and went over to have it tested for prints. She used the super glue method and found prints. When she ran them though AFIS, she got very worried. The prints matched the person who was running through the camera footage. She realized this killer might strike soon and headed off to her apartment, leaving her coworkers baffled.

'Please, please let Stacey be OK, please?' she prayed. It took Stella longer than she imagined opening the door. When she finally did, no one was there, no Stacey, no babysitter and Stella knew why. The woman she saw on the footage and the prints on the gun were a match to her babysitter, the one and only, Amy Puri.

Well? Was it everything you imagined? Was it worst, better? I know, I know. I should have has more popcorn. Wait, huh? You're gonna post a review/comment about this? Gosh, you're ma new BFFEAL (Best Friend For Ever And Life)! 3 you! I'm working on maybe finishing this story in a chapter or two, so beware, the end it near... :D *creepy music* Dun dun, dun dun, dun dun dun, (Jaw's music...) RAR!

Sorry, I'm really hyper (even though it's like 10 at night...) OK gotta go... See ya soon!

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