I'm really enjoying season 10 of CSI so far :D My fave has been Appendicitement, and The Panty Sniffer was on a few nights ago and I liked that too. OMG and also Irradiator! Poor Ray. And as for the world of Twilight, there's a new book coming out, The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner, and I'll buy it as soon as it comes out :D Enjoy chapter 4!

Chapter 4 - Mr. Cullen, put that Lab Rat down!

"What the hell?" Catherine exclaimed, as she stared at the knocked down door in shock. Jim and his surrounding officers reflected her expression back, and as for Nick… he bolted down the corridor, swearing he saw something move towards the lab.

He tried not to push people out of the way, but he was dead set on not letting someone else get away from him, especially since this person was heading towards the lab, possibly to steal evidence. Or worse…

Sprinting around the corner, Nick saw that a few lab techs were looking towards the trace lab, with a confused look on their faces. He followed their gaze, and saw a sight he thought he'd never see in his life.

David Hodges was being held by the collar of his shirt up against a wall by a very angry looking Edward Cullen.

He had to get out of there. He couldn't have sat there any longer, knowing that down the hall there was a lab with all of the clues from Jacob inside it. Edward knew how a forensic lab worked, and he guessed that they were currently in the trace lab, and this was confirmed by the hostile looking blonde woman, who thought to herself; I wonder If Hodges has finished with the evidence in Trace.

Then, all of a sudden the two CSIs were walking out of the room, giving Edward the chance to escape. He waited a few seconds, so that the CSIs would walk away from the door, and ran out of the interrogation booth, crushing the door as he swiftly ripped it open.

Edward ran the opposite way he had been shown in, towards the lab he presumed, and stopped for a fraction of a second to take in his surroundings. This lab was busy. Busier than Forks high. Loads of people scurrying around, all with thoughts running through their head.

'Oooh, a Star Wars figurine!'

'Maybe if I deliver this to him myself then he'll notice me…'

'Oh man, I've GOT to get myself another proficiency test.'

'Where the hell's that note! Oh, there it is. Phew.'

That last thought caught Edward's attention, making him immediately run towards the source of it. He came towards what he presumed to be the Trace lab, with a man hunched over a microscope, thinking of something completely irrelevant to his actions.

'Hmmm, maybe if I dyed it gradually, then no-one will notice…'

This guy was obviously a narcissist, Edward mused to himself. He slowly opened the glass door and walked up to the microscope. The guy realised someone was in the room with him after about 4 seconds, and he jumped up muttering 'I wasn't asleep, I wasn't asleep!' When he realised that he didn't recognize the teenager stood in front of him, his expression became more professional and he said "Can I… help you?"

Edward tried to seem cheerful, but he guessed that even humans could sense the tension being emitted from himself. He smiled and replied to the technician

"Is this the trace lab? It's just I'm looking for someone."

'What the hell?' The man thought. 'Did Grissom send him here? Grissom sent him here, didn't he. Oh, well I'd better be polite then.'

"May I ask your name, sir?"

"Jasper Mason." Edward thought that if he was going to be on the run from LVPD, then he'd better create an alias. "May I ask yours?"

"David Hodges, Trace."

"Oh great! Uhh, well Grissom just sent me here to pick up…" Edward had to think a few seconds. What should he take from the lab? "…pick up the… note that he found." He only got the idea of the note from his experience of this ordeal, with Jacob leaving sadistic notes to him, and David's thoughts; what's he want? The blood sample, the note, the fibre traces he just dropped off to me…

"Oh, um, sure" The tech mumbled, turning around and searching through a pile of plastic bags. He picked up one after looking around for a minute and a half, much to the annoyance of Edward, who was starting to uncharacteristically fidget on the spot. Finally, Edward thought as Hodges passed the bag to Edward.

Wait.

Why did Grissom send him here if he just dropped something off to me?

Oh crap.

"Edward!" Nick shouted at the teenager, who wasn't moving an inch, even though he was at gunpoint by one officer and two CSIs; Nick, and Sara who had been out working another case until now. "Put him down!"

The Cullen boy had stopped listening a while ago, when he had initially heard Hodges' thoughts and snatched the note right out of his hands. He was going to bolt out of the room, but he heard David sucking in his breath rapidly, most likely to shout out for help or something. So Edward had turned on his heels and slammed him up against the wall, something totally out of character for him, and tried to scare him enough so he wouldn't say anything.

But that loudmouth wouldn't shut up.

"Edward!" He heard a woman shout, instantly recognizing the voice as the woman's from the interrogation room, and it finally sank in that he was surrounded.

Hodges scurried away as soon as Edward let go of his collar, and as he walked away from the commotion, mumbling angrily as his colleagues quietly laughed.

"You wanna tell me what the hell just happened?" Sara asked Nick, as Edward reluctantly let officers wrestle him down. He could have shrugged them off, in fact he could have ripped all of their heads off, but after this outburst he wanted to retain all of the humanity he possessed.

"He was in the interrogation room… and he just… broke out." Nick replied, equally as confused as Sara, and he followed the officers who had cuffed the Cullen boy and were now taking him to a cell.

"Huh."

Grissom turned around the corner, calling Nick over to him.

"Nick!"

"Oh, hey Grissom" Sara greeted, "you just missed the fireworks."

"Hmm, well I think there might be more. I just got off the phone with the Cullen family. They're coming down to Las Vegas."

Did you enjoy this chapter? I know, it's shorter than usual, but I'm going to make the next chapter longer :D R&R please, you'll get imaginary cookies. COOOOOOOKKKIIIEEESSSS.