Title: My Heart Will Go On

Author: moonshot

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Disclaimer: I don't own them; I just take them out to play once in a while. I'm just a college kid trying to alleviate stress. They say mockery is the sincerest form of flattery.

Notes: I wrote this in manuscript form. Sorry if this bugs you. I'm a big G/C shipper, but this has more long-time friendship overtones than romantic ones.

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Smash to: Scene over Las Vegas- morning

Smash to: Scene over UNLV campus- morning

Smash to: Dorm Room- morning

Music is playing softly in the background.

GIRL in dorm room getting ready for the day. She is wearing a blue t-shirt and a pair of baggy faded jeans and is sitting at a desk, pulling her shoulder-length hair into a ponytail. She quickly puts on socks and running shoes and stands. From the back of her chair, she grabs a 9mm gun holster and straps it on. She then opens up the nightstand and removes a 9mm gun and puts it in the holster. She throws on gray sweatshirt, picks up book bag and runs out the door, hitting the power button on her stereo on the way out.

Smash to: Dark Alley - night

The same girl is laying face up in an alleyway. The alley is light up by several floodlights, giving the area an almost daytime appearance.

NICK, WARRICK, and SARA arrive at the scene. O'RILEY is standing near by. NICK leans down to look at the body's face.

NICK: Who do we have here?

O'RILEY (consulting notepad): Jane Doe, about 20 years old, died from multiple gunshot wound to the chest. Coroner puts time of death at 11 am. The body was found by a kid chasing an arrant ball in an after-dinner kickball game in the empty lot up the street. No ID, no bag, no nothing.

SARA kneels next to Nick

SARA (sarcastically): Great.. Body's been processed?

O'RILEY: Yeah, she's all yours.

O'RILEY walks away

WARRICK: Wait a sec...

WARRICK walks around body and kneels down on other side near a bulge in the girl's clothing. He gently lifts up sweatshirt, revealing the holster, now empty.

WARRICK: She's carrying one of our 9mm holster.

SARA: Our Jane Doe is a cop?

WARRICK: It sure looks that way.



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TBC