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Ch. 21

Krisalyn groaned as the alarm went off for the fifteenth time that night. Every time it went off both her and Nick would jump out of bed and check the house. Ella started screaming at the loud sound and Nick immediately shut it off and started checking the house. Krisalyn put her gun in the waistband of her pajama pants and headed into Ella's nursery. Sighing she reached into the crib and brushed Ella's hair out of her face and attempted to calm the terrified little girl. It was hard for her to do that when she was feeling nothing but frustration and helplessness.

"Ella go back to sleep baby, mommy's here." Krisalyn sleepily whispered to her toddler.

"House is clear." Nick said yawning as he walked into the room.

"This is getting ridiculous." Krisalyn said as she eventually gave up and handed her gun to Nick before lifting Ella out of her crib and cradling her in her arms.

"I don't get it. That alarm has never done this before." Nick said as he sighed.

"Well something is tripping the alarm." Krisalyn said yawning herself as she settled into a rocking chair. She stroked Ella's back as she rocked back and forth trying not to put herself to sleep while putting her daughter to sleep.

"I checked outside, and throughout the house. There is no one around and no sign that anyone attempted to get into the house." Nick said as he leaned against the wall.

"In a minute I am going to pack some stuff and go stay at a hotel. I need to get some sleep Nick." Krisalyn said trying desperately to calm down the hysterical child in her arms.

"I know so do I. I have to go to work tomorrow, at least you get some time off." A grumpy Nick pointed out.

"Right, taking care of a terrified and injured toddler is definitely going to be a great day off." Krisalyn snapped back.

"Okay let's just…" Nick trailed off as the phone rang.

Krisalyn watched as Nick left the room and sighed as she realized she was being unreasonable when it came down to what was happening with the alarm. It wasn't Nick's fault that the alarm was acting wacky. She arched her brow when Nick came back in the room with cordless and a frown on his face.

"What?" Krisalyn asked arching her brow.

"Another hang up, this is just getting ridiculous." Nick said as he set the phone down on the dresser. "She seems to be calming down a little." He said pointing at Ella who was starting to stop her crying.

"Yeah, I just hope the alarm doesn't go off again." Krisalyn said and then winced as it went off at the end of her sentence. Ella started up fully again and Krisalyn held her hand out for her gun so Nick could go deal with the alarm.

A couple of hours later the two of them had packed their bags and some stuff for Ella and headed away from Nick's house. They both knew there was something wrong at the house but they weren't sure what it was. Nick had called Grissom and told him about the night's events and he said that the team would scan the house the next morning.

"Finally a chance at some peace and quiet." Krisalyn sighed as she sat on the edge of the bed and glanced over at Nick who was setting up the portable crib they had brought along for Ella.

"You know we are eventually going to be heading back to the house." Nick said as he finally got the crib together and walked over to pick up his sleeping daughter from Krisalyn's arms.

"Yeah but hopefully by then we will know what was causing the commotion with the alarm don't you think?" Krisalyn asked cocking her head to one side.

"Well I guess we will find out once Grissom and Catherine go over the house." Nick said shrugging after he had set Ella down in her crib.

"I feel bad that Catherine can't be with Warrick right now. It's where she should be and it's where he needs her to be." Krisalyn said as she flopped back on the hotel room king sized bed.

"Well I think honestly right now everyone is just trying to think of how they are going to find this monster." Nick said as he walked over and sat down next to her.

"I just hope that this whole thing is over and soon." Krisalyn whispered as she stared at the ceiling above her.

He was getting more and more impatient as he realized his plan backfired. He underestimated the two CSI's inside the house. He had watched them leave and had felt his blood boiling to no end. So everyone thought they could outsmart him did they? He would make sure that they all paid dearly for trying to make him look like a fool. He wasn't sure who his next target was going to be but he had feeling that it was going to be someone that they would mourn. He felt a grin starting to appear on his face and knew that the time had come for him to make the attack that would certainly cause uproar at the Las Vegas Police Department. There wasn't a soul alive who could match him and he was about to show the world that he was the evilest person walking the planet.

Krisalyn sat bolt upright in bed and felt the sweat dripping down her face. She was drenched in sweat and she couldn't recall what had caused the immediate awakening but she had a feeling whatever it was, was really bad. Gulping Krisalyn glanced over and saw Nick fast asleep beside her and then she glanced at the crib where Ella was still sleeping soundly.

"Something is wrong." She whispered to herself as she bit her bottom lip nervously. She had a feeling something deadly was about to happen.

Grissom was sitting with Sara in Warrick's hospital room. They had sent Catherine home so she could tend to Lindsey. Grissom could tell by the look on Sara's face that something was really bothering her and he wanted to step in and try to help but he also knew Sara well enough to know whatever was going on in her head she wanted to leave it there. He glanced up at the door as it opened and saw Greg walking in with some coffee. He had to hand it to the young member of the team; he had been stepping up a lot more lately.

"So any change in his condition?" Greg asked arching an eyebrow.

"Nope, no change at all." Sara said shaking her head as she leaned back into the chair she was sitting in. "I keep thinking that we are all going to wake up and this is going to be some really horrible nightmare. We're CSI's who solve major crimes and we have no clue who it is that is tormenting our team or who took out one of our own!"

"I know it almost seems like someone is trying to prove a point doesn't it?" Greg asked completely unaware of the implications of what he had said.

"That's it." Grissom said snapping his fingers. "This has nothing to do with us as people but proving to us as CSI's that we don't know everything. Whoever this person is, is trying to prove a point and we need to figure out what caused them to hate our job so much."

"You really think it's that simple?" Sara asked as she leaned forward in her chair.

"I really think so. Greg call the uniform back in here to guard Warrick, we need to head back to the lab." Grissom said as he got to his feet.

"Aren't we sweeping Nick's house?" Sara asked as she got to her feet.

"No, let's ask Catherine to take Brass over there and deal with it. Right now we have a lot of ground to cover and not a lot of time. We also need to see if we can get a hold of Nick and ask him to come in. Krisalyn is on leave but Nick isn't." Grissom said as he left the room.

Nick was yawning as he walked into the lab a couple of hours later. He noticed JJ standing in the doorway to the conference room giving him the once over and he rolled his eyes. There was something about that woman that was giving him the creeps. He wouldn't be surprised to learn that she was involved in everything that had happened in Las Vegas recently. He walked to Grissom's office and knocked before entering at the sound of his supervisor's voice.

"Hey find out anything yet?" Nick asked sitting across from him.

"Nope which is why we need all the eyes we can get on this case. We got loaned a couple of day shift people to help out." Grissom said as he handed Nick as a stack of folders.

"How do you know you're looking in the right place?" Nick asked confused.

"I don't." Grissom said simply.

He watched as one of the female CSI's entered the house with the police captain that was always around the team. He felt the idea pop into his brain before he really knew what he was going to do. Before he could figure out a complete plan he was out of the car and walking swiftly up to the door. He knocked softly and waited as the police captain opened the door and stood there with an inquisitive look on his face.

"Can I help you?" He asked simply.

"Actually Captain, it's I who came to help you." He said as he pushed the needle into the captain's arm and injected the medicine into his system before he could react. Soon the captain collapsed forward and the man was carrying the unconscious policeman across the street to his car. Soon everyone would know that they were messing with the wrong man and they would see how it felt to be on the wrong side of the law.

Catherine was frantic when she realized Brass was gone. She searched the inside and outside of the house with no sign of the long time friend and police captain. She immediately called in a missing officer alert and tried to figure out what could have happened to the responsible police officer.

"He wouldn't have left me here without any back up. He gets angry at patrol when they do that to any of us." Catherine whispered to herself. She noticed that Brass's car was still sitting behind her CSI vehicle and immediately she realized just how much trouble he was most likely in.

He watched as the police captain finally came to and tried to struggle against his binds but it was no use. He had learned to tie one heck of a knot a long time ago and there was no way this man was going to get loose from it. He smirked as he sat across from the police captain and waited until he acknowledged him.

"Who are you?" The captain asked.

"Your worse nightmare, who are you?" The man asked him.

"Captain Jim Brass, Las Vegas Police Department." Captain Brass responded. "What do you want?"

"You to die a slow and painful death so your friends will understand never to cross me again." The man said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"It will never work. A CSI must follow the evidence; it's in their genetic makeup. They are going to track you down and if you kill a police officer it's the death penalty for you." Brass stated angrily.

"Well then I guess I better make sure there is no evidence for them to follow again." The man said laughingly. He leaned back in his seat, sipping from the coffee cup in his hand as he pictured once again how he would kill the man sitting in front of him. Soon it would be time for everyone to know that a CSI was useless to solve a crime.