AN: Thank you for the reviews and support. So sorry about the delay, here is the next chapter. Warning: Case Details.

Chapter 3: A Name from the Past

Two days later

Wrapped in each other's arms, Bailey and Sam were sound asleep when they were woken up by crying coming from the baby monitor on their nightstand, and just as Bailey was getting ready to get up, he kissed her head and whispered. "I'll do it, you rest."

She smiled at him through the darkness. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

He kissed her head one more time before releasing her and getting out of bed, then grabbed his robe and puts it over his t-shirt and boxers before walking out of the room and into the nursery.

When 30 minutes went by and he wasn't back yet, meaning Bailey hadn't fallen back asleep since he wasn't near her, she softly sighed as she removed the covers from her. Ever since they started sharing a bed it was hard for either one to sleep without the other, which was kind of a problem at times since she still worked the night shift, but somehow they managed. Except at this moment.

Once she grabbed her robe, putting it over her UNLV sweatpants and t-shirt, she walked out of the room and headed for the room that was next to theirs, then stopped in the doorway and watched her men.

Sam was sitting in the rocking chair talking softly to their son, who now had his eyes closed; and when he felt her presence, he looked up sheepishly. "Sorry babe, I just got to talking to our little man and I couldn't put him down."

She smiled brightly as she walked into the room before whispering once she was near him. "I know what you mean, but if we want to be awake for the party my parents are hosting tomorrow for our prince, we are going to need as much sleep as possible."

He nodded with a little sigh, sad that he had to put their son back in his crib, which Bailey knew exactly how he felt.

Once they were at the crib, Sam leaned down and kissed his son softly on the forehead before whispering against his skin. "Good night buddy, Love you."

After Bailey kissed her son on the forehead and whispered her love to him too, Sam tucked their little one in before they turned and walked out the room, cracking the door in the process, then they headed for the other room that was next to their sons to check on their princess before going back to their room hand in hand for some much needed rest.

The Afternoon

When it was time for the party, everybody they invited had arrived, including Brass, Sam's sister, Charlotte, her four year old daughter, Rose, six year old son, Anthony, and her new man, which happened to be her high school sweetheart. When they reconnected six months ago it was like they hadn't missed a beat, and he loved her kids, which only made this reunion better.

While the older kids were outside playing, including 12 year old Eli Brown, and the younger kids were getting held and gushed over by the group, Sara couldn't help but look at the group, and she secretly smiled when she witnessed a close moment between Greg and Morgan.

For a few years now she'd felt that there was something between them, but whether they were aware of that or not she wasn't sure.

Her thoughts get interrupted when Grissom came up behind her and slipped his arms around her waist, and just as he kissed her temple, their oldest daughter started to speak as Sara softly sighed in content.

"Hi everybody, thank you for coming. It is a very special time, and I would like to thank a few people personally, they are the reason we are here today celebrating another member of the family." Bailey looked at her parents with a smile. "Thank you mom and dad for opening your home to us."

They smiled with nods and mouthed 'I love you' as Bailey smiled back with a nod before she turned her attention to Lindsey, who was standing next to her while they both started to have tears in their eyes before she even spoke. "And Lindsey, without your selfless act, Sam and I wouldn't have a beautiful baby boy. There are no words that I could say that would do justice on what I feel for what you did for our family, so thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love you so much."

The women hugged as their husband's hand ran up and down their backs for comfort.

When they pulled back Lindsey sniffled with a nod. "You are so welcome, Bay."

They smiled at one another before she stepped up to Blake and gave him a hug, thanking him too.

When they pulled back he nodded with a smile, then smirked. "Like I really had a choice. You know once she has her mind on something, it's happening."

They chuckled with nods, and after toasting to their newest member, they took a sip and went back to talking in small circles, all happy in this environment, despite missing two key family members.

San Diego, California

Couple Hours later

"Sure buddy, you can stay there for another week. We'll see you next Monday then, love you too. Alright, bye."

Nick hangs up his cell phone and looks at his wife, who was sitting at her office desk, and they smiled at each other before Nick spoke to her. "It looks like we'll have the house to ourselves for a little bit longer."

"I see, so what would you like to do with an empty house, Mr. Stokes."

He walked over to her desk and held out his hand, and after she grabbed it, he helped her up and placed his hands on her hips while whispering. "I'm sure we can think of something, Mrs. Stokes."

Her eyes sparkled with a nod as she placed her forehead to his once he leaned down, then he sighed. "I'm sorry."

She pulled back a second later and looked at him with confusion. "What could you possibly be sorry for?"

He then cupped her cheek while continuing. "I know how much you miss being in Vegas, in your home there, close to our family."

She shook her head and placed her hand on top of his. "Yeah, I miss them, but you have to know I don't regret making this move. It was your turn to be a boss, you worked hard to get here, you earned it." Emotion was coming out as she finished. "Besides, you're my home, and I'm nothing without you."

He spoke softly with love, even after 13 years of marriage he still felt that strong love towards her. "I love you, so much."

She still felt it too.

"I love you too."

Even knowing they shouldn't be like this at work, they moved toward one another to kiss, but stopped halfway there when Nick's phone started to ring again.

They sighed as he spoke while running his thumb up and down her cheek. "Maybe that was for the best."

She smirked with a nod. "Yeah, because we may of had to lock the door, then that'll get everybody's attention."

He raised an eyebrow as he smirked while his hand went down to his pocket. "You mean again."

She chuckled as she lightly hit his shoulder. "Oh, get the phone."

He chuckled as he pulled the phone out of his pocket before getting serious as he answered it. "Stokes." After a few words back and forth Nick ends the call and looks at his wife while placing his phone back in his pocket. "There's a new case."

She nodded in understanding as she asked. "You want me to take it? Technically shift isn't over so I'm still on the clock."

"If you want."

She closed the file she had been working on with a nod. "Might as well, I need a break from all this paperwork." He nodded with a smile as she asked. "You want to join for old times sake?" Before he could answer, she smirked as she grabbed her kit. "Unless you are too busy that is. You know being the big boss now, you might not have time to get your hands dirty anymore."

He chuckled while shaking his head. "Why not, my schedule is pretty clear right now."

Catherine smiled with her eyes twinkling, happy to work with him again since it's been awhile. His eyes were twinkling too, because he also missed working with her out in the field.

A few seconds later, Nick cleared his throat and continued. "Well, we better get working, because the faster we get done the sooner we get to go on our date." She smiled with a nod before they left her office and the lab.

When they arrived at their crime scene; an alleyway, the ME, Devon Miles, who was African American with Warrick's build and height, a shaved head, brown eyes and clean shaven was already there.

As they were getting closer to him, Catherine spoke. "What do we have, Devon?"

He looked up from the victim and gave the couple a small smile before he cleared his throat and answered. "I can't give you much until I do the autopsy, but cause of death I believe was strangulation."

They looked down at the young girl and Catherine shook her head. "She was too young."

After a few pictures was taken, Devon tossed the small purse to Nick, and after he saw the ID, he said. "Elizabeth Hughes, 20, and she was going to Stanford University."

Catherine looked over at her husband immediately. "So, an out of Towner?" He looked at his wife with a nod, and when he noticed something shifted in her eyes, he asked in concern. "What's wrong, Cath?"

She shook her head and cleared her throat before looking down at Devon again.
"The first thing I want you to do is find out if she was raped."

Devon nodded. "You got it."

Catherine nodded before she continued to investigate the scene while Nick stood there for a few seconds watching her before he also started looking around the scene.

Hours later

Catherine sighed in frustration as she closed the case file and stood up from the chair she was sitting in at the conference table before walking over toward the fridge to get something to drink.

Nick, who had been sitting next to her, gets up from his seat and asked her. "What is it? What's got you so rattled about this case? Unfortunately this isn't our first strangle/rape case."

After talking to the victim's friends, who had made the trip with her, and the potential suspects that had been hitting on her, there was no other suspects at the moment, so unfortunately they were at a dead end until the DNA lab was done with the evidence they had turned in.

Catherine nodded as she closed the fridge, then she took a breath and turned to him while shaking her head before speaking softly. "But the signs are pointing to something I'm not liking."

He looked at her with confusion. "What do you mean? I don't under..."

He gets cut off when Christine Dalton, their DNA expert, walked in the doorway and cleared her throat. "Excuse me, but I have the results you wanted."

Catherine held out her hand to the young, tall, blond haired, blue eyed, DNA expert, so she walked in the room, and after handing the paper to her supervisor, she walked to the counter to get some coffee, but stopped short when Catherine's voice was hard. "I want you to run it again."

She turned around and frowned at her. "Mrs. Stokes, I always do it twice, there is no mistake, I assure you."

Even though deep down she expected this result, she was still hoping it wasn't true. "We didn't hire you to question my request. I said run it again!"

Nick placed his hand on her shoulder while speaking with concern, knowing she can lose her temper at times, but something was definitely up, he was more sure than ever. "Catherine, I'm sure she did everything right."

Catherine then turned to look at him with a hard look and handed him the sheet. "You want to know why I'm so rattled about his case, here, look for yourself."

Still looking at her with concern, he grabbed the DNA results from her then looked down at it before gasping and looking at her again, realizing why she was so upset. "How is this possible? Isn't Tom Richardson still locked up?"

AN: Oh ooo. Find out what happens next, I'll post soon. Please Review

*Tom Richardson was from the third story in the series, No matter the Distance* In case you forgot.