A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was on vacay for 2 weeks and been really busy and stuff. Thanks kickassscot for reviewing and hockeymom: it's good to hear that you're confused it tells and helps me improve on what to do with my story. Hopefully the next few chaps are gonna straighten things out and when i finally connect the teams the back and forth will hopefully diminish. Thanks for the review. With that said and done... on with Chap. 4!

Chapter 4: Suspicious Calls

New York: 11: 42 am

"What's the 911 Peyton?" inquired Mac as he walked into the autopsy room where two dead bodies lay on cold metal tables and covered with sheets.

"Yeah, why'd you call us both down?" asked Stella. "We're not working any case together."

Peyton Driscoll smiled as she approached one of the bodies. "I know that Stella but I'm now going to share some information that I stumbled across that I'm assuming you aren't aware of." She said.

"Which is what?" queried Mac. His curiosity was piqued. Peyton just smiled at him and gestured to the tables they stood between. He frowned and removed the sheet covering the body as Stella did the same with the other. Mac's grey eyes flashed with realization as Stella gasped, Peyton just continued smiling. She knew that she had just discovered one of the biggest clues needed for the investigation, the link or connection.

"We have a serial?" Stella exclaimed. She intended it to come out as an observation but her voice was deceiving. "Overtime for sure."

"Looks like it," sighed Mac.

"I already took prints and dental from both to confirm identities," began Peyton. "Sent blood to tox along with both bags and some fibers to the lab." She pointed to a slight damp spot on the body of Kate Holloway "I found some liquid on the body of this vic, already sent up to the lab."

"Great," said Stella. "Do you have a COD on our vics?"

"Yes," said Peyton. "A single gunshot wound to the back of the skull, probably a .32, both bullets were recovered and sent to ballistics."

"That'll give us an advantage when we recover the weapon," said Mac as he examined the hole. "It's definitely an execution style kill."

"Definitely," agreed Stella. "No one deserves to die like that."

"Stella, round up Danny, Lindsay, Sheldon, Flack, and Angell in the conference room. Let's see what our vics have in common besides they were found dead this morning without a face." Stella nodded as she headed out the autopsy room.

"Mac," began Peyton. Her green eyes were clouded with confusion. "There was bruising on the wrists and ankles of Jessica Sterling." She pointed to the ligature marks on the left wrists. "But not on Kate Holloway." Mac frowned as he examined the bruising. "Also, why remove the face if you leave the ID? It makes no sense."

Mac smiled as he took the reposts she handed him. "When I find the bastard I'll let you know."

Las Vegas 9: 15 am

"Man I love an audience," exclaimed David Hodges. Catherine, Warrick, and Greg were all standing in front of him as he held trace results in his hand.

"Just give them to us so that we can go home," groaned Warrick. "We're not Grissom. Don't try to kiss-ass us."

"You think I do that?" asked Hodges completely confounded. He was smirking as he watched all three CSIs glare at him while falling asleep.

"Just give us the damn results Hodges," complained Catherine in her 'boss' voice.

"Ok fine here." He handed Catherine the results of a couple of errant fibers they found on the body. "The black fiber was synthetic cotton found in almost every person's closet and modeled to us today by Greg Sanders and his t-shirt." Greg rolled his eyes and glared at him in a continue please kind of way. "The chalky residue on his hands is what comes out of latex gloves."

"What's he wearing latex gloves for?" asked Warrick. "He works at the clubs not the practice."

"Like I always say," began Hodges. "That's your job, mine's done here."

Meanwhile

"Hey, Nick where's Sara," asked Grissom as he glanced around the layout room.

"Swing swept her to a B and E in Henderson," said Nick. "She looked pissed and tried to get out of it. Didn't quite work." Smirked Nick.

"Yeah well get her on the phone both f you are gonna wanna hear this."

"Ok, are you gonna give me a hint?"

"Nope call her." Nick sighed and pulled out his phone and punched in Sara's memorized number.

"Sidle"

"Hey Sara it's Nick we got an update on the case."

"Ok. Lemme get out of this mess first." Sara paused and Nick and Grissom heard a muffled version of what she was saying. " Hey Ronnie, I'll be right back check the back for possible forced entry. Ok," she was back to Nick's conversation. "What's the update?"

Grissom spoke up. "Brass was running the vic's information through a detective in New York and discovered that there's a serial over there with the exact MO as our case."

"Really," said Sara surprised.

"Yeah, he's requesting that the case file and autopsy reports from the New York crime lab be sent over here."

"Ok, but are our cases connected?"

"Maybe."

"Lemme rephrase the question are you gonna send one of us to New York or what?"

"Don't know yet."

"Great," sighed Sara. "Really informative."

Nick spoke up, "I know a CSI in New York I can see what he can tell me." Grissom turned to the other CSI.

"Really?"

"Yeah, from one of those conferences a," Nick paused trying to remember the name. " Oh yeah, Danny Messer."

"You keep in touch?" asked Sara.

"Yeah email."

"Good," said Grissom call him up. "Hey Sara, how long is your scene gonna take?"

"Depends," on the other end Sara smirked. "Are you gonna come over here and lend a hand Gil?"

"Uh, no." He said shaking his head slightly.

"Then a good three or four hours if we're lucky it's a pretty big scene. Plus the perp made a mess of the place. "

Grissom tried a different approach. "Do you have the guy?"

"On video, with prints, no positive ID though. He was really careless."

"Could Ronnie close it on her own?"

"Probably. Vartann is the Detective so she should be fine."

"Good. When you're done processing head back to the lab."

"Ok, you gonna tell me your plan?"

"No."

"Fine, gotta go see you later," and with that Sara disconnected the call.

Nick looked at Grissom, "What's our next step?"

"Get your contact on the line."

"What are you gonna do?"

"Go see the doctor about a certain patient."


A/N: Hope you all enjoyed and i hope you keep on reading! Remember... i would love to hear from you! Any thoughts or feedback is really appreciated!