Chapter 2: Viva Las Vegas
Kiss and tell
By: Mac
Disclaimer: I don't own JAG or any of its characters, they're owned by CBS, and Donald Bellsario. I also don't own CSI or any of its characters' they're owned by Jerry Bruckheimer. I'm just playing with them for a while; I do plan on giving them back…eventually. Lol. Oh, BTW, I own Gabriel Cross and his goons and Jamie Callahan…well I guess I don't really own her any more, but ne wayz, on with the story.
Author's Note: For the purpose of my story, I changed some key details. Like I know that Harm and Mac are supposed to wear their uniforms when on an assignment, but they need to be in civilian clothes. Sorry. Um…don't track me down and threaten to hurt me or anything, but Mac is gonna get a little girlie. Not girlie as in 'Oh my God! I Broke a nail!', but kinda like, 'That is a really cute outfit!' Lol. Another thing, I've made it so that the CSIs are kinda working dayshift so that my scenes can be a bit more flexible. Oh, and I'll try to continue with 1st person POV, but if it switches back and forth, try not to get too confused.
Spoilers: none
Summary: Tensions mount; and sparks fly among CSI and JAG members, but could those sparks mean more for Harm and Mac?
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CSI Headquarters
After successfully identifying the body of a 29 year old female to be Jamie Callahan, the five CSIs were exhausted, and they all plopped down into various chairs and couches in the break room.
"Guys, I have and announcement!" Grissom says loudly. He is answered by groans and couple mumbled 'can't it wait?', and 'aw man's.
"What is it Gil?" Catherine replies lazily.
"The woman that we identified earlier was in the Navy. So a couple of JAGs are going to be coming to help us investigate what happened. Got it?" This time he hears 'yeah' and 'sure' from his employees.
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(AN: I highly doubt it takes six hours to get to
"It's not funny Harm! Stop Laughing!" I reprimand. I can't believe he's laughing at this!
"You've gotta admit, you having to sit in front of a kid that kicks the seat in front of him for six hours!" he starts laughing again. I slowly and heatedly turn towards him. He stops laughing and nervously clears his throat.
"I just want to meet these CSI people and get on with the investigation. But first, let me freshen up" I scan the area for a restroom, and hurry towards it. I need a mirror badly.
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"Man, what's taking her so long?" I mumble to myself. Just then I see her emerge from the Ladies' Room looking fresh-faced and vibrant in a dark green spaghetti strapped mid-thigh length dress. She walks towards me in a pair of chunky heels, and her hair is... well, perfect. "Wow." I manage. "D-Don't ever let me tell you that green is not your color." I compliment. She smiles, and sashays towards a waiting taxi. She opens the door and say, "Are you coming?" Only then do I realize that I haven't moved. I chuckle slightly and rush towards the open cab door, and tell the driver to head for the Desert Sands Hotel.
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Desert Sands Hotel
Check In/Out Desk
"You lost our reservation?!?" I shout. Several people frown in passing, and the Blonde receptionist named Tiffany jumps slightly.
"Mac, calm down." Harm tries to pacify me.
"No! They lost our reservation! Where are we supposed to stay?" I harshly whisper.
"I don't know, but let's meet up with the CSIs and maybe one of them knows of a good place to stay. Besides, we're kind of running late already." He reasons. That's Harm for you, always the optimistic one.
"Fine, whatever." I sigh loudly as I storm back outside to find another cab, while Harm does damage control, and assures a few people that I am not crazy.
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CSI Break Room
"Ha! I won again! I beat you! I won, you lose!" Greg chants while dancing around the break room.
"Greg!" Catherine shouts.
"What?" He says while trying to get Sara to dance with him.
"Solitaire is a one player game, who did you beat?" Catherine asks.
"Well—," just as Greg was about to answer Nick and Warrick walk in obviously debating on whether or not a female Jag would be cute.
"Twenty bucks says she'd be a hottie," Warrick says completely sure of himself.
"No way," Nick argues, "If she's in the Military, she can't be hot. How many chicks that are in the Military have you seen that make you want to drool?" Nick answers.
"Nicky, buddy. You tell me. How hot was Demi Moore in G.I. Jane? Minus the fact that she had no hair." Greg inserts into the discussion.
"Well, I mean…" Nick starts.
"See! That proves it. Military chicks are hot. When the JAGs get here, we'll ask them, and you'll owe me twenty bucks," Warrick finishes.
"Men," Sara and Catherine say while rolling their eyes.
Grissom pokes his head into the break room and says, "Guys, the people from JAG just called, they'll be here in about five minutes, so I don't want any crazy stuff. I want everyone on their best behavior." He finishes and looks at Nick and Greg, and they both shrug their shoulders.
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Five Minutes Later…
The two JAG officers walk into the building to go meet the five CSIs and the Lab Technician. Warrick, being the most debonair guy out of the group of four, immediately spots Mac, and goes over to talk to her.
"Hi, I couldn't help but notice you look a little lost, is there any way I can help you?" He smoothly says.
Mac, noticing his flirtatious tactics, plays along, and licks her lips. She replies, "Actually yes, you can. If you wouldn't mind could you point us in the direction of Gil Grissom's office?
"Absolutely," he says a little disappointed. "It's down the hall, second door on the left."
"Thank you," she smiles and walks off towards Grissom's office. Before telling her the truth, Warrick quickly gives her a once over, and then calls out," Actually, he's not in there. Sorry. But I do know where he is."
"Oh, well then if you could tell us, then—"Mac starts to say, but Warrick hold up a finger motioning for her to stop.
"First things first, I'm Warrick Brown," he says while placing a suave kiss on her hand. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Uh…Sarah Mackenzie, and likewise." She blushes slightly. She motions to Harm, "This is my partner, Ha—"
"Harmon Rabb Jr." Harm interrupts. Annoyed at Warrick's audacity to openly flirt with Mac, not knowing if Harm and her were involved or not.
"Partner?" Warrick questions.
"Yeah, we're the people from JAG," Mac adds.
"Oh." Warrick says. "Well then I guess you should meet the rest of us CSIs." He includes, while motioning that they follow him to the break room. He leads them into the room, and says, "Guys, this is Sarah Mackenzie, and Harmon Rabb Jr., they're the JAGs that will be working with us on this case." He finishes, and the rest of the CSIs stand to greet the newcomers.
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