Title: Las Vegas Knights

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. These character's are owned by some ridiculously rich people who think that character development means that you turn one of your best characters into an alcoholic.

Chapter Two:

Nick Stokes couldn't stop smiling as he processed his crime scene. He had been thrilled to be assigned to this case and with a good reason. He would get to meet Gypsy Stone, one of his favorite B Movie stars ever. Nick admittedly had a great love of B horror movies and he had fallen for Gypsy Stone from the first moment he saw her onscreen. Gypsy Stone, with her long legs and silky auburn hair, was easily one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen onscreen. Now as he gathered evidence in the woman's home he tried to think of various ways to strike up a conversation with her.

"Nick you're staring," Catherine whispered. When he didn't answer her she gave him a gentle elbow in the ribs.

Nick jumped and looked at his colleague surprised. "Cath whats up?"

"You were staring. At her picture there on the wall. Not to mention you had a really goofy grin on your face."

"I am a fan," he mumbled somewhat embarrassed. "I am trying to get up enough nerve to ask for her autograph. I wish I could have brought my copy of 'I'm In Love With A Zombie' for her to sign," Nick confessed.

Catherine exhaled a very deep breath to keep herself from laughing. "Okay moving on because I don't even want to comment on that movie title. Did you figure out what that stuff in the zip lock bag was...?"

Nick groaned. "Its just like you thought. Semen. I think its odd that the perp would have planted the semen in a baggie though," he said while frowning at the evidence.

"Yeah I agree with you on that one. I wonder if this crime goes all the way to murder. I mean who's blood did this belong to?" Catherine inquired as she pointed at the wall where the grotesque graffiti was displayed.

Nick shrugged. "No idea. But this guy is obviously a complete psycho."

Catherine chuckled lightly. "Did the 'I love you Gypsy. I'll rip your heart from your chest whore!' writing in blood on the wall give that away?"

Nick stuck his tongue out at the other CSI. "Hey lets get a move on. Do you want to question her while I finish up here?" he asked as he started to gather up his supplies.

Catherine smiled at him. "I thought you wanted to get her autograph?"

"Well I do but I am uh...working up the nerve to ask."

Catherine shook her head with exasperation as she went to question the victim. They had been assigned to the case earlier in the evening. Apparently someone had broken into the movie star's home and left a few poignant messages.

"Miss Stone? Hi was wondering if I could ask you a few more questions." she asked as she entered the kitchen where the attractive woman sat alone at a marble kitchen table.

The other woman smiled warmly at her as she sipped a mug of tea. "Please call me Gypsy. You're Catherine Willows right?"

Catherine smiled and nodded.

"Please sit down. Can I get you some coffee or something to drink?" Gypsy offered.

"No I'm fine. Thank you though," Catherine replied as she sat down. "Um Gypsy did you say earlier when we arrived that someone has been harassing you quite awhile now?"

Gypsy took a sip of her tea. "Well yes. At first it was stupid things. Creepy fan mail and things like that. Eventually he worked his way up to sending me strange things and making phone calls when I was on the set."

"Strange things? How strange?"

Gypsy sighed. "Underwear that looked like it was soaked in blood. Pictures of dead animals. Those sort of things."

"And you didn't call the police then?" Catherine asked incredulously.

Gypsy snorted. "God no. I can take care of myself. Besides when you work in horror movies this stuff is pretty standard. I get a lot of strange mail, but this person kept signing his mail as 'Zombie Lover'."

Catherine winced. "I don't suppose you would have any of these items that were sent to you would you?"

"Yeah sure. I keep all of my fan mail," Gypsy quipped. "Even the creepy stuff. My brother gets a kick out of it. Hold on I'll go get the crate out of my bedroom," she said as she left the room.

Catherine couldn't help but feel a bit surprised by Gypsy Stone's friendly personality. She would have expected the beautiful woman to be uptight and arrogant, but instead she seemed generous and considerate. When she returned a few minutes later Catherine smiled at her.

"Okay show me what you've got."

Gypsy presented Catherine with a plastic crate filled with various items. "You are probably going to want to check this stuff for prints and all. My brother and I are the only one's who handled these things."

"You know about finger printing?" Catherine inquired.

Gypsy laughed. "No not much at all. I played a police officer in Beach Blood Bath. I can talk the talk but not walk the walk if you get my meaning. Feel free to take the whole crate. Hopefully something in there will help you."

Catherine nodded. "We are going to keep an officer assigned to you until we catch this person who broke into your home."

"Thanks a lot Catherine. I try not to let this stuff creep me out, but having someone break into my home and write that on the wall is just too much. I guess you will keep me updated?"

"Absolutely. In fact either Nick or I will be back tomorrow night with some more questions if that is alright?"

Gypsy nodded. "Your friend has avoided me the whole night. I guess he isn't a fan huh?" she said with a smile.

Catherine laughed. "Actually...you know could you do me a favor?" she asked as she leaned forward to whisper something in the other woman's ear.

Gypsy grinned and walked into her living room to find Nick. The CSI heard her approach him from behind and quickly turned around. Surprised to see her standing there Nick tried to think of something intelligent to say.

"Hi there. Nick Stokes right?" she asked salaciously.

"Uh ummm yeah," he stammered.

"I heard you are a fan Nick."

"I ummm...I saw your last two movies in the theater," he admitted.

She raised her eyebrows and laughed. "I didn't even know they had a theater release. Most of my stuff goes straight to video."

"I think that you are umm...great. I have all of your movies," he said as a small blush creeped into his cheeks..

"Ms. Willows said that one of you would be returning with some more questions tomorrow. Is there any chance that will be you?" she inquired with a wink.

"Sure I can come back."

"Would you like an autograph Nick?" she asked with a smirk.

Nick's face lit up and then he sighed.. "I wish I brought my copy of "I'm In Love With A Zombie'."

Gypsy winked as she reached for his shirt. "Thats not quite what I had in mind Nick."

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A few minutes later both CSIs sat in Catherine's car as they prepared to leave the crime scene. The officer who remained behind waved to them as they pulled away. Catherine couldn't help but grin from ear to ear when she glanced at Nick. He still looked shell shocked.

"Nick what did she write?" she asked curiously.

He shook his head. "I don't know. I still can't believe she did that."

Catherine pulled over to the side of the road. "Here lift your shirt up. I have got to see this." When he did so she read the print and chuckled softly. "Well I'll say this for the woman, she has one hell of a sense of humor."

Nick frowned as he looked down to what Gypsy had written on his chest. "What does it say? I can't quite read it."

Catherine grinned. "It says 'To Nick, you can Stoke me anytime you want, Love Gypsy'."

"Oh god. She wants me to come back tomorrow."

"You know I was surprised by her. She was actually quite nice. I asked her to give you an autograph. I didn't expect that," she said pointing to his chest.

"Uh Catherine I think its best that we don't mention this to Grissom or Sara."

"Your scared of Sara?" she asked amused.

Nick scoffed. "Scared? I don't think so, but you know how Sara can be."

"Well lets get back to the lab and see if we can get an ID on some of these samples we collected." Catherine paused and glanced at him seriously. "And I think we will leave your autograph out of our report."

To Be Continued...