The months passed quickly. Nick and Shelly decided to keep the wedding small. Only family and close friends. With the Stokes clan nothing was too small. They all came to see their little brother get married.

Nick was pacing around the room. He couldn't stand still. He wasn't scared. He wanted to be married to Shelly. He had never been one to wait well. Warrick was doing the best he could to calm him down.

"Warrick were you this anxious at your wedding?"

"We did everything so fast that I didn't have time to get nervous."

"I just can't wait to be married to Shelly."

"Oh, you have it bad."

There was a knock at the door. Nick answered it. It was the Judge.

"Son, may I come in?"

"Dad, sure. Please come in."

Judge Stokes came in with a bottle of Wild Turkey and three shot glasses.

"Nick, this is a tradition in our family. On the day of a man's wedding the father of the groom and the best man share a shot of whiskey before the wedding. I plan on repeating that today."

He poured each of them a shot and raised a glass in a toast.

"Here is to a good woman and our luck in finding then."

"Here, here." They all drank the shot of whiskey.

Judge Stokes let out a sigh, "Oh, that is smooth."

Nick agreed, "Yeah. It's been a while since I've had a shot of whiskey."

Warrick coughed a bit. The judge laughed.

"It can be a bit much if you are not used to it."

Nick clapped a hand on Warrick's shoulder, "We don't do it very often, only on special occasions."

The Judge turned to his son, "I'm really happy for you and Shelly. Be good to her and treat her well. She's a good woman. I'm proud of you and I am proud to be your father."

Nick was speechless. He hugged the Judge and the wedding planner popped her head in to get them for the wedding

"Mr. Stokes, we are ready to start."

"OK"

Judge Stokes turned and spoke, "I'd better get out there."

"OK, I'll see you out there. Where's Warrick? Where's the ring?"

"I'm here. I got the ring right here."

"Let's do this."

Nick and Warrick waited at the altar for Shelly. As the music started everybody stood and turned to see Shelly. Nick saw her for the first time in her dress. It took his breath away. She looked like an angel on her father's arm. Shelly gazed at Nick, who couldn't take his eyes off of her. She slowly made her way down the aisle. The soft strains of the Wedding March filled the air. She made it to the altar and Walter gave Shelly to Nick.

They exchanged vows.

"By the power vested in my by the State of Nevada, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may kiss the bride."

Nick leaned in and kissed Shelly. He slightly parted his lips and kissed her with passion and promises of things to come later that night.

"It is my pleasure to announce for the first time Nick and Shelly Stokes."

Nick whispered to Shelly, "I love the sound of that."

Shelly whispered back, "Me, too."

They walked down the aisle as husband and wife

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Nick called to Shelly from the balcony, "Wow, did you see the view from the balcony?"

"It's amazing."

"Are you hungry?"

"Not for food."

He didn't realize that she was right behind him.

"Where did you get this?, as he ran his fingers along the lace of the bodice of her white silk teddy.

Shelly responded to his touch by pushing against his hand to increase the pressure. Little shutters of pleasure rippled through her body. Nick nuzzled her neck. He softly kissed the back of her neck, increasing Shelly's pleasure. She let out a whisper of a moan. Nick took that as an invitation to continue the exploration of his wife's pleasure zones. His hands gently caressed her body in many places. He expanded the range of his kisses as well. He picked her up and walked over to the bed with her. Nick slowly slipped the robe off Shelly's shoulders, kissing them as he went. She again audibly responded to his touches. Nick loved to hear her pleasure. Nick then slipped the teddy off to reveal her body to him. He took a moment to take it in and then kissed her breasts.

"Nick...."

"I love you."

"Love you too."

Nick kissed her. Shelly's lips parted and the kiss became more passionate and fervent.

"Nick...I need you now."

Nick slowly laid her down and obliged her request.

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Nick was the first one awake. He watched his wife sleep. Wow, his wife. Shelly slept while Nick got out of bed and ordered breakfast sent up for them. He ordered strawberries and French toast and a pot of coffee then he went out on the balcony. It was a beautiful spring morning, clear and warm.

Shelly called out to him, "Hey, sexy what are you up to?"

"Good morning, I was just admiring the view, which by the way just got better." He kissed her.

Shelly nuzzled up against his chest and they watched the sun rise over the mountains of Vegas. There was a knock on the door. It was room service with breakfast. Nick signed for it and had them put it on the balcony so they could eat outside. They had their breakfast as they talked about everything and nothing at all. They were just enjoying each other's company.

Nick reminded her, "We have to be at the airport at 4:00 pm to catch our flight."

"What do you want to do 'til then?"

"Do you even need to ask?"

"We can't spend all day in bed."

"Why not? Sounds like a great plan to me."

"Do you ever get enough?"

"Of you? Never."

Shelly smiled at him and took him up on his offer. They went back inside to the bedroom.

Nick stopped, "Just a minute."

He left the room and came back a few minutes later, carrying a bowl of strawberries and whipped cream.

"I put the do not disturb sign up and thought we could put these to good use." He had a devilish grin on his face.

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"Shell, are you ready? We need to leave here in half an hour."

Shelly stopped what she was doing.

"What did you just call me?"

"What? Shell? Do you mind?"

"Not really, I just haven't been called that in years. My mother used to call me that."

"I know this has been hard on you. If you don't want me to call you that, I won't."

"No, really it's OK. I kinda like it. It'll be a name that only you call me."

"I have a few others I can think of."

Shelly laughed, "Nicholas Stokes, stop it. You just said we need to leave in 30 minutes."

Nick kissed her.

"If we hurry we would still have 10 minutes to spare."

"Sorry, you will just have to wait until we get to Mexico."

Nick kissed her neck, "No Mile High Club?"

"You have a one track mind right now."

"It's just that I am with the most beautiful woman in the world and I am a red blooded Texan. I can't help myself. Really, it's your fault." He tries to kiss her again, but she deflects it.

"Nick, we need to go."

Nick was persistent. He began to kiss her neck again.

"Nick...please."

Nick kissed her shoulders and put her hands under her shirt.

Shelly weakly protested, "Hun, we have to...."

Nick cut her off with a kiss. He kissed her until she began to respond to him. She relented and kiss him back. He took that as cue to keep going. He began to slide her shirt over head and then removed his own. Next off were the jeans and shoes. They made use of the bed one more time before they check out.

"Nick, we really have to go now. It's 12:20 and we have to check out and get to the airport. We have to be there at 2:00 for security."

"OK, I just don't want to leave here. I will always have fond memories of this room, the bed, the balcony, the bathtub, the table."

"Nick, really."

"I Love you, Shell."

"I Love you too, now let's go!"

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Nick and Shelly were on their Honeymoon, but the rest of the team was hard at work.

Grissom walked in, "I have the assignments for the night."

Warrick asked, "What on the boards for tonight?"

"Warrick you have a B and E on Industrial take Greg with you."

"OK."

"Catherine, you have a 419 behind the Gas and Go on MLK."

"Isn't that the fourth DB there in a month?"

"Yeah, I'm sensing a pattern here. That's why Sara and I are going with you. I just have a feeling we are looking at a connection here. We may have a serial here."

"Hey, I want in on that."

"I'll call you if we need you, but for now I need you on that B and E."

"Fine, but call if you need us."

"I will, if nothing else comes up."

Sara asked, "Gil, what makes you think serial here?"

"Just a hunch. I know I am always saying don't assume, but every bone in my body tells me we are chasing the same person here. I was right about Natalie...sorry...I didn't mean to bring up bad memories. I can just feel this one."

"OK, I believe you. I learned a long time ago to trust you and your guts." Sara nudged his ribs a little.

Grissom smiled at her, "Thank you, my dear." He leaned in a stole a rare kiss at work.

Catherine teased them, "Get a room"

Sara and Grissom gave her a look.

Grissom added, "Come on let's go."

When they got to the crime scene there was a familiar looking corpse in the dumpster. A young female blonde hair and dressed in party clothes.

Catherine noted, "God, she is so young. Is there any ID?"

Grissom looked around, "Nothing obvious. Just like the others, she was dumped without ID. We'll run the prints, but I doubt we get anything. Whoever this killer is they like them young."

Sara added, "Why this location for the dump? It's kinda public. How does the killer get the body here and dumped without being seen?"

Grissom just knew there was something different about this one.

"That's what we need to find out."

Catherine sighed, "Well, let's get to work."

They all began to examine the scene. Sara was looking at tire treads and found some dirt particles and a foot print in the oil by the dumpster.

Sara she called to Grissom and Catherine, "Hey, guys look at this."

Grissom and Catherine came over to see what Sara found.

Grissom said, "We need to photograph that and get a print of that shoe. This may the first real clue we have."

Sara nodded, "I'll get it. What did you find on the body?"

Catherine answered, "Not much. We will know more once we get her back autopsy."

Grissom was still looking at the shoe print, "Dave is on his way."

Sara began photographing the prints, "I'll get on that print now and I'll take a sample of that dirt and get it to trace."

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Grissom and Sara went to the morgue to talk to Dr. Robbins. This case was beginning to get under Grissom's skin.

"What did you find?"

"Just like the others, manual strangulation and sexual assault."

Grissom sighed, "Was there any trace evidence?"

"Funny you should ask. I found this." He held up a glass jar of fine dirt particles that looked like same dirt Sara found at the scene.

Sara examined the jar for a moment, "I'll get this to Trace."

She left to take the evidence to Hodges.

Grissom stared at the body of the young girl.

"Doc, do you think we are looking at the same killer?"

"The hand size and kind of bruising are consistent. The DNA lab should tell you more."

"The first case there was penetration but no semen. In the second and third there was semen. How about in this case?"

"Yes. I sent a sample to DNA about an hour ago. Did the first two match?"

"We're still waiting on the results for the second case. This killer has an accelerated time line. He's killing every 3 to 4 days. We're still processing the evidence from one case when another case comes in. We're getting slammed. I hope we can catch a break here. The dirt you found is the first physical evidence we have from the bodies. Thanks Doc, let me know if you find anything else."

Doc. Robbins had known Grissom long enough to recognize the fact that he was distressed by this case. He watched his friend leave the room. This case was getting to Grissom.

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Sara walked into the trace lab after getting a text message from Hodges saying he had results from the dirt found at the scene.

"Please tell me you have something"

Hodges smirked, "Why yes, I do."

"Give it to me."

"The dirt is not dirt. It is dust from marble."

"Thanks, that may help narrow the search."

Sara called Grissom.

Grissom answered on the first ring, "What did you find?"

"Love you too."

"Sorry, I love you. Now, what did you find?"

"The dirt is marble dust. We may be looking at a stone mason or a construction worker of some sort."

"Thanks. Sorry about snapping at you. This case is just frustrating. I can't stand the thought of a serial killer out there again."

"I know. Your dedication to the job is one of the things I love about you."

Grissom smiled, "Thanks, I'll see you in a few minutes? Do you want to catch some breakfast before we head home, just the two of us? I want to spend some time with my wife."

"You got it babe. I'll see you in about 20 minutes. I love you."

"Bye."

Grissom hung up the phone and fought off the migraine the threatened to build. He wanted to forget about the case for today and spend some time with Sara and Vanessa. He needed a distraction or this case threatened to consume him.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. I am trying to get more done. Please leave a review. It makes me happy.