A/N - I try and update as often as I can, please review if you like it! I am also always open to suggestions!


"Hey Boss" Nick smiled as he walked into the concrete room.

"Hi Nick. Greg and Sara have the public enclosure, they are nearly done, then we'll start the perimeter. We'll need you there."

"What do we know?" Nick asked as he put his case down and clicked on his flashlight.

"We have two missing Barbary Apes. A female and a male. Zoologist called them into this enclosure last night, fed them, clocked out at approximately 7:30. Main gate was locked by the last employee at 8pm, alarms sounded at 11:43pm." Grissom rattled of the details as Nick started wandering around the cage.

"Why would anyone want to steal two apes?" Nick questioned as he carefully stepped over a pile of feces.

"They are actually monkeys. But they have no tails, which is why they likely got the name 'APE'. At this point, my theory involves the pet trade. Which would be why they chose a male and a female." Grissom told him.

"Makes sense. Do you think they knew which was which, or did they doddle turning monkeys over trying to find a mating pair?"

"I believe they knew, when PD arrived at 11:55 the park was already empty."

"How did they get two full grown monkeys to go peacefully?" Nick wondered out loud.

"Could be someone they trusted, or..." Grissom bent over, and turned to his colleague, revealing a dart, complete with feathers. "Or they were drugged."

Nick held out an evidence bag for Grissom to deposit the dart. "Hopefully we get some prints" Nick sighed as he sealed the bag.

"Yeah, and you have the task of collecting prints from a troop of Barbary Apes" Grissom grinned.

"Printing the monkeys?? You're serious?" Nick shot Grissom his 'look'.

"Yes, each monkey has its own set of prints. You will need to print their toes as well." Grissom told him as turned and went back to his scene. "Brass can direct you to the veterinary building."

"You've got to be kidding" Nick sighed as he went to find Jim.


"I have to print the monkeys!" Nick exclaimed as he found Sara, Greg, and Brass in the public enclosure.

"Ha!" Greg laughed. "I hope they doody on you."

"What was that?" Nick leaned over and put his face right into Greg's.

"Monkey doodle is not a laughing matter." Greg said straightening up.

Sara lost it. She headed out of the enclosure, holding her stomach she was laughing so hard.

"What are we? Five??" Greg shouted after her.

"I'll take you to the monkey man" Brass sighed as he and Nick headed out to get prints. They passed Sara outside, sitting on a bench, doubled over.

"Doodle!" She giggled as they walked past. Nick swore he heard her snort a little.

Brass looked over his shoulder. "It's nice to Sara laugh like that."

"Even if it is about doodle." Nick laughed as they made their way into the veterinary building.

Nick stared at the cages; the very un-amused monkeys stared back at him.

"How the hell am I going to do this?" He whispered to himself.

"Maybe I can be of some help"

Nick turned to see a man clad in khaki, holding several cups and a tray of toys.

"Nick Stokes, Las Vegas crime lab" He said as he held out his hand.

"Franklin Thule. I am in charge of the Barbary apes and the chimpanzee here" The man smiled. "If I put a little juice in the glass, they will drink it and hand it right back."

"Right on!" Nick smiled "And how can I get toe prints?"

"I hand them the toy, they hold it with their feet until they get a Popsicle"

"They can eat popsicles?" Nick questioned.

"Well its apple juice frozen in a dixie cup, we stick a work inside."

"Ugh" Nick cringed.

"They like it!" Frank laughed as he hauled out a try of frozen bug-sickles.

It took only an hour to collect finger and toe prints from the family of monkeys. Nick thanked the zoologist and headed back to find his team also wrapping up. He held up his evidence bags.

"That's right! Who's the man?" He boasted.

"Wow Nick, impressive!" Sara nodded.

"Yeah Yeah..." Greg grunted as he snapped his case shut.

"Let's head back and get this processed. If they are in the pet trade, the monkeys may already be in Arizona" Grissom said, glancing at the sun peaking over the hills.