Summary: A new lieutenant is partnered with Brass and their first case together comes in almost immediately. But, the longer they work together, the closer they become, and Brass finds it increasingly difficult to get her out of his thoughts. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation or its characters. I only own my OC. I don't the lyrics used in this chapter either.

A/N: Come on guys! I need to know if this is any good! Many thanks to all those who read and my one reviewer from the last chapter. Hope you are enjoying this because I have one scene saved for later that I'm so proud of and it's actually a chapter's length. Please read and review!

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Just Can't Get Enough

Chapter Two

"Somehow I cannot hide who I am,
Though I've tried,
When will my reflection show who I am inside?
When will my reflection show who I am inside?"

Reflection: Mulan

Emily and Brass had come across two girls at the scene. Young teenage girls.

Both had been bound naked and found with multiple stab wounds, bruises, burns and cuts. They'd obviously been tortured and at the sight, Emily had struggled to hold it together. It wasn't her first brutal crime scene but she'd had to take a step outside, and when she'd excused herself, Brass had noticed her voice quaking with emotion. So when the CSI team arrived he'd headed out to find her sat on the road by his car, her head in her hands. He moved over to her, understanding that something like this was always horrible to witness.

"You alright?" He asked, watching her turn with red eyes, which told him she'd shed some tears, "I know that was pretty nasty."

"You must think I'm such a...I'm pathetic." She laughed bitterly, "But whoever's done that...God, I don't even wanna go there right now."

"Listen, I'm not gonna judge. Just as long as you're okay." Brass told her, sitting beside her, "It's always tough when you go to any crime scene."

"Look, I swear, I'll be fine." She told him, "Promise."

Brass sighed and nodded, reaching over and gently patting her back. He totally understood what it was like. The last thing you want is a brutal case like this on your first day, but one was going to come along sooner or later and he could tell she was relieved it was out of the way. She was so tense and looked quite pale, so he tried to relax her by rubbing gentle circles into her back for a second.

"You want some water?" He asked, "Coffee?"

"No, thank you." Emily replied quietly with a weak smile, shaking her head and wiping her eyes, "We should get to work. Thanks for checking on me though."

Brass smiled softly and nodded in recognition and acceptance of her thanks and he stood, offering her his hand. She took it and stood herself, sighing and taking some deep breaths for a moment to regain control.

"Look, if ever you have an issue or something you need to talk about," He began, "You know where I am. I'm your partner after all so...You can come to me about anything."

"Thank you." She said again, rubbing the back of her neck, "Right...Time for work, huh?"

Brass nodded and watched her walk away, sighing as he felt a fluttering inside him. He leaned back against the car, looking up and shaking his head. He'd been having these feelings all day and the tell tale signs of attraction were there. Maybe it was just attraction. But the more he'd gotten to know her and the more they'd talked it just seemed really heavy to say it was just attraction. He looked to the ground and collected his thoughts before he pushed himself off of the car and headed back to work.

Swapping numbers shouldn't have excited Brass so much, yet when he and Emily had to exchange numbers, he felt a rush of happiness fly through him for a minute at the notion that he could keep in contact with her. Out of work too.

"Look, you've done well today." He told her, "Really. Dealing with that on your first day in a whole new place is really hard, but you've done a good job."

"Thanks, sir." She replied, watching him chuckle softly before he nudged her.

"Just call me Brass." He laughed, "You're my partner and even though I'm your superior, I want none of that formal stuff if we're working together. That okay?"

"Yeah." Emily smiled, blushing slightly and looking to the floor, "Thanks for today. You're a good cop."

"And so are you." He told her, "Get some rest and I'll see you tomorrow..."

He looked at the clock to find that it said it was past midnight.

"Well...tonight." He corrected himself.

"Thanks." Emily replied, "I'll see you later. You need me here earlier then call me."

"Sure." Brass told her, watching her head out of the office before she turned to look back at him.

She smiled, nodding to him before continuing her journey, and Brass sat on his desk for a moment, sighing and rubbing his forehead as he tried to make sense of what was happening to him. His pulse was racing, his breathing was excelled and there was something very prominent which he spotted as he looked down at the floor which he knew he had to hide.

"Damn." He grumbled, opting to sit at his desk so that nobody would see his...visitor, "Jesus...Man, get a hold of yourself."

He immediately closed his eyes at the words and broke out into a laugh. This situation was ridiculous, but he'd have to get over this. There was no way she'd want him like that anyway, but they had to work together. He was good at hiding his feelings so there was no reason he couldn't do it here. He didn't want to, though, and that made things feel so much worse.

As You Know My Name by Chris Cornell blared through the speakers of Emily's car, she tried to get rid of the images from that scene from her mind.

She tried to hide how it made her feel, push the emotion down inside of her as she listened to the words of the song, putting on her cold façade. When she got home she'd need to use her punch bag to work out some of her stress. She thought about the people she'd met and her mind wandered to Brass. Her new partner. The man who'd cared enough to make sure she was okay after the crime scene incident. As the chorus of the song kicked up, she wound down the window and turned up the stereo, singing along to it.

"Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you!
The odds will betray you, and I will replace you!
Can't deny the prize, it may never fulfil you!
It longs to kill you, are you willing to die?
The coldest blood runs through my veins!
You know my name!"

Things had happened in her past as a cop that would go with her to her grave and she'd had to become cold. Brass and the others would find that in time. Today, she'd let her mask slip and she couldn't do it again. No-one got attached, no-one knew her. No-one would know her. Her mind was her mind. No-one would learn about it and no-one would change it. That was for certain. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't stop thinking about Brass's words to her.

"Listen, I'm not gonna judge. Just as long as you're okay."

The way he'd spoken to her, however, made her realise that he could probably understand her if she told him everything. No. No, the last person she let in turned every ounce of trust against her and had tried to shoot her when she was about to arrest a suspect. His partner in crime. That was another scar to add to her list. Trust issues and a beauty on her ribs from where the bullet had skimmed her after passing through her vest. Her scars were all over from numerous fights, shot wounds, stab wounds and even one from a car accident.

"Look, if ever you have an issue or something you need to talk about, you know where I am. I'm your partner after all so...You can come to me about anything."

"Ha!" She huffed into the car, "That's what the last one said."

She thought over the case that day. The girls were fourteen and sixteen. Just kids. Parents had been out of town, and the girl's aunt had just gone out for groceries. The aunt had meant to be watching them but they were at an age when they could be left alone for an hour or so together and the aunt could trust they'd be safe. But someone had come in and decided to do...that to them. Witnesses had said they'd heard screaming but not seen anyone enter the house. In broad daylight and no-one had seen a thing? Brass and Emily had both been sure that someone was lying to them. How could nobody have seen anything? The house was surrounded by other houses. Surely someone had seen something.

Arriving home, Emily climbed out of the car and headed up the steps into her small house, locking all the doors and windows before heading straight for a shower. The water soothed her skin and muscles as she caressed her own body, washing the day's hard work away. Settling after, she made herself a quick meal of mac and cheese before getting herself ready for bed. She settled herself down to sleep, looking out of her window at the moon before rolling over away from it to settle to sleep. She needed her sleep desperately. Her first proper shift the next night was going to be a tough one. But funnily enough, knowing that Brass would be with her was enough to calm her and make her feel better about it.

-TBC-

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