This happens even before chapter two, before Nick becomes a CSI, remember the last chapter when you read this, I gave hints. After this chapter, it will move ahead again, remember, I'm not smart enough to actually own CSI or any of it's characters.
Chapter 3 Son
My mother was deaf, and I was ordered around all the time by my dad, he drank a lot, and I had to get anything he asked me for. I spent all my free time on school work, I was smart, but I wanted to get out of the house, with my mom being pushy for both Aaron and I to finish school, and a lot of money belonging to the family, I was allowed to take extra classes at the local college. When I was sixteen, I finished Highschool, I immediately started to take forensics courses at the same college, and I added a geology class, since fossils, and the mystery surrounding them interested me. The first thing I did when I finished my courses, shortly after my eighteenth birthday was apply to every forensics lab in the country, since I had taken all the class work, I hoped I would be considered a good investment for any lab, the field work I had been given was all textbook stuff, but I enjoyed solving the crimes they laid out for us.
The first acceptance came from NewYork, though I didn't know it, my father had intercepted the letter, and I didn't get it, until after the one came from Vegas came, I sent a reply to Vegas saying that their lab had been my first choice, and that I would fly up the very next weekend which I had off from the dig I had been following up on from the geology classes. My father had me bring my mother with me, not that I completely minded, I loved her, and we got along great. While in Vegas, my mom spent her time in the hotel room dad had rented for her, I spent the first night out on the town, I found a couple clubs that I wanted to return to. The day was spent on the strip, in the afternoon, I slept for a bit, before preparing for my interview, at the lab. After a shower, I put on a pair of dress pants, and a practical, stylish button up shirt, no tie. I was given a visitor tag, and was led to an office, the secretary asked me to wait their, I sat for a bit, then began to glance around, the office was filled with files, I couldn't see much detail, it had not been personalized. "You must be Nick Stokes," The man that had entered the room was pudgy and balding, there was another man behind him.
"Yes, I am Nick Stokes," I looked at both men closely, the first man had a cop quality about him, and the other looked more like a scientist, "and you must be detective Brass, which would make you Mr. Grissom."
"You are correct," Mr. Grissom said.
After the interview they promised to call me, I decided to take my mom out for dinner, the restaurant was classy, but the waiter didn't realize my mom was deaf, until I began to translate for her. I didn't mind, the meal was peaceful, and I enjoyed it. We headed back to the hotel at about eight, we hadn't been back long when the phone in the room rang.
"Nick Stokes?" The person on the other end asked.
"Yes, I am Nick Stokes, what can I do for you?" I replied.
"This is Gil Grissom, from the crime lab, We have gone over your application, and your resume, Jim, and I have talked over the decision, we would like to know, when you can start?" He said.
"If I can find an apartment, I could start within a month or so," I said.
"Okay, how about we set a start date about the middle of next month, so you have time to find an apartment,"
"That sounds good, thank you, I appreciate this opportunity," I said.
"I look forward to working with you, you have some skills that we have had use for, but no one with the skills has been around."
I was happy, after I hung up, and I spent the next day looking for apartments. On the second day after I had been told that I got the job, I visited a few different apartments, "When is the apartment available?" I asked, as I visited a third apartment, this time I actually liked it, it was a two bedroom with walls that weren't ugly, and they weren't all white either. The kitchen was fairly large with a comfortable sized living room.
"The apartment will be available for rent next week," The manager replied.
"I'll take it," I said, after taking one last look around.
"Then let's go do some paperwork, I'll also need some background information," he said.
We went to the office, and he sat on the far side of the desk, "I'll need to speak with your current land lord, for a reference check," he said.
"This will be my first apartment," I said.
"That could be a problem, without a previous land lord, we can't be sure you'll be able to pay your rent on time," he said.
"I've got a job lined up, I'm willing to pay the first and last two months' rent in advance, plus a damage deposit, I may not have a tenant record, but this is secure for you, I'm quiet, and the only complaints from my home now, are that my dad yells to loud, he's not even going to be visiting," I said.
"I'm going to need to talk to one of your neighbours then, and the person who will be employing you," the manager said.
I gave him my neighbour's number, I had asked one of them for a reference, and they had agreed. "I'll be starting on the night shift at the Las Vegas Crime lab the middle of next month," I said, as way of telling him who I would be working for, I wasn't quite one hundred percent sure on whether Gil Grissom was my boss, or Detective Brass, I figured that it was Brass, only because he seemed less cool.
At the hotel, my mom had spent the day reading, it was a good chance for her to relax, but I didn't think my dad had meant for her to read the whole week. ^Mom, I saw a park while I was out, do you want to go there, it is nice, and we can relax easily.^
^Sure, just let me get my book,^ I smiled, I would not be accused of not being capable of getting my mom out of the hotel. On the way out, I stopped at the front desk, "Is there any way that I could get the calls to my room phone forwarded to my cell, while I'm out?"
"Just fill out this card, and I'll set it up for you," the desk clerk smiled.
We went to the park, and I laid out the Mexican style blanket I had brought, ^There is a school for the deaf here, university level, the apartment I have is close to it, it's fully set up, so if Aaron ever comes to visit, he'll always be at full ability, and you can call me, because it has TTY^
^Nicky, that is so good, I'm glad, that you found a place like that, but your father will not allow Aaron to visit, it's not safe.^
^Mom, dad can't control us all our lives, that's why I didn't apply in Dallas, when Aaron starts planning for university, he's going to know about the school here,^
^It's not safe here, Nicky, the crime rate is horrible, that's why I won't leave the hotel without you,^
^Mom, Aaron can read lips, and I taught him how to talk, he doesn't talk much, he's self-conscious of his voice^
^You taught Aaron to talk, why?^ she asked, a hurt look on her face.
^Because signing gets in the way of some games, it was never fair to me, that was always an option for him, because he has full control of his voice box, but he was never allowed to learn that at school, you didn't even let them try, so I taught him myself.^
^You had no right, you would remove him from the deaf community, if people found out that he could talk.^
^Mom, you had removed him from the world, that wasn't fair for him, he needs to be able to function in a place other than our town, there is no future there,^
^Maybe not for you, but for your brother there is,^
^Working in a grocery store, stocking shelves, I don't think that's a future, the deaf school here has a sixty percent job placement rate, in good jobs, that's not including the ones who end up stocking shelves and that sort of thing, Aaron is smart, he has a future, and when he's finished school for the year, I'm going to suggest that he apply here, if they accept him, he can do what he wants with his life, he won't be held back by what people think your deaf son can learn, because he's a lot smarter than they think.^
^They're going by my willingness to associate with others?^
^They think you're not smart, because you hide yourself away, they think Aaron is the same way, right now, as he sits, he will not have a future, I would like you to understand, and help him get free of dad's grip, so he can get out of that dead end town, and into the world.^
The conversation ended there, and she went to her book, I turned slightly, I had chosen this park of all the ones that I had seen, because there had been a deaf child here earlier, I figured that mom might see that this wasn't such a bad place. A stray ball was kicked in our direction, I picked it up, to throw it back, the little boy who caught it, put it down right away, and signed thank-you.
As I watched the game, I saw the other kids would often pass it to him, whenever he ran, he made noises like laughter, I smiled, the soccer ball moved more quickly than the kids, even though they were very young, they never grouped together. The second time the ball came over, I made sure to throw it to the same boy, this time lower, he stopped it with his feet, and signed, ^Come be our goalie^
^It would ruin your game,^ I replied.
"Come on, you'd have fun," A girl yelled, she looked a lot like the deaf boy, I figured she was his sister.
I tapped my mom's knee, ^I'm going to play soccer, keep awake^
She nodded, and went back to her book. I joined the game, the goal I was in was made bigger, to make it fair for the other team, and the game continued, occasionally kids would join the game, or have to go home, at about four, a group of five older kids came up, they had two younger ones with them, they were immersed into the game, two of the older kids were put on the same team as me, and the other three were put on the other team. One of each of the younger kids were put on each team, opposite the brother or sister that they had come with. One mother came out of a backyard, first she put down about twenty water bottles, each with a different name on it, then she came over to me, "I'm Catherine Willows, you're a little old to be out here, playing with these kids, and I haven't seen you before."
"I'm Nick Stokes, I'm in town with my mother for a few days, for a job interview, the apartment I'll be living in is in the area, so I came to check out the park, the kids asked me to join them," I replied.
"Where will you be working?" Catherine asked.
"At the crime lab," the game had paused while each of the kids got a drink, "Which one is yours?"
"Oh, I'm not a parent, yet, I just like to come out here, and watch, when I wake up for work, I work at the crime lab too," She said.
"Then I guess I'll be working with you," I said, the kids began drifting back onto the field.
"What part of the lab will you be working in?" she asked.
"I'm an investigator," I said.
"You're fresh from collage as well, if I'm not mistaken in your age," Catherine said.
"I'm eighteen," I replied, the kids started shouting about getting the game going again.
"I see that you're wanted, so I'll let you go, also, if I were you, I'd prepare to work nights before you start next month," Catherine said.
The next day, I was relaxing in my hotel room, when my mother walked in through the door between our rooms that we had just left open. ^I don't think it's a good Idea for Aaron to move here,^
^Mom, I think Aaron should have the choice to live with me, and to go to school here, or stay at home, I only wanted to tell you that I was going to suggest Aaron come to school here, so he'd have a chance at the job he wants, and I don't want you to stop him, please, don't stop him.^
A/N: Well, that's it, what do you think?
Chapter 3 Son
My mother was deaf, and I was ordered around all the time by my dad, he drank a lot, and I had to get anything he asked me for. I spent all my free time on school work, I was smart, but I wanted to get out of the house, with my mom being pushy for both Aaron and I to finish school, and a lot of money belonging to the family, I was allowed to take extra classes at the local college. When I was sixteen, I finished Highschool, I immediately started to take forensics courses at the same college, and I added a geology class, since fossils, and the mystery surrounding them interested me. The first thing I did when I finished my courses, shortly after my eighteenth birthday was apply to every forensics lab in the country, since I had taken all the class work, I hoped I would be considered a good investment for any lab, the field work I had been given was all textbook stuff, but I enjoyed solving the crimes they laid out for us.
The first acceptance came from NewYork, though I didn't know it, my father had intercepted the letter, and I didn't get it, until after the one came from Vegas came, I sent a reply to Vegas saying that their lab had been my first choice, and that I would fly up the very next weekend which I had off from the dig I had been following up on from the geology classes. My father had me bring my mother with me, not that I completely minded, I loved her, and we got along great. While in Vegas, my mom spent her time in the hotel room dad had rented for her, I spent the first night out on the town, I found a couple clubs that I wanted to return to. The day was spent on the strip, in the afternoon, I slept for a bit, before preparing for my interview, at the lab. After a shower, I put on a pair of dress pants, and a practical, stylish button up shirt, no tie. I was given a visitor tag, and was led to an office, the secretary asked me to wait their, I sat for a bit, then began to glance around, the office was filled with files, I couldn't see much detail, it had not been personalized. "You must be Nick Stokes," The man that had entered the room was pudgy and balding, there was another man behind him.
"Yes, I am Nick Stokes," I looked at both men closely, the first man had a cop quality about him, and the other looked more like a scientist, "and you must be detective Brass, which would make you Mr. Grissom."
"You are correct," Mr. Grissom said.
After the interview they promised to call me, I decided to take my mom out for dinner, the restaurant was classy, but the waiter didn't realize my mom was deaf, until I began to translate for her. I didn't mind, the meal was peaceful, and I enjoyed it. We headed back to the hotel at about eight, we hadn't been back long when the phone in the room rang.
"Nick Stokes?" The person on the other end asked.
"Yes, I am Nick Stokes, what can I do for you?" I replied.
"This is Gil Grissom, from the crime lab, We have gone over your application, and your resume, Jim, and I have talked over the decision, we would like to know, when you can start?" He said.
"If I can find an apartment, I could start within a month or so," I said.
"Okay, how about we set a start date about the middle of next month, so you have time to find an apartment,"
"That sounds good, thank you, I appreciate this opportunity," I said.
"I look forward to working with you, you have some skills that we have had use for, but no one with the skills has been around."
I was happy, after I hung up, and I spent the next day looking for apartments. On the second day after I had been told that I got the job, I visited a few different apartments, "When is the apartment available?" I asked, as I visited a third apartment, this time I actually liked it, it was a two bedroom with walls that weren't ugly, and they weren't all white either. The kitchen was fairly large with a comfortable sized living room.
"The apartment will be available for rent next week," The manager replied.
"I'll take it," I said, after taking one last look around.
"Then let's go do some paperwork, I'll also need some background information," he said.
We went to the office, and he sat on the far side of the desk, "I'll need to speak with your current land lord, for a reference check," he said.
"This will be my first apartment," I said.
"That could be a problem, without a previous land lord, we can't be sure you'll be able to pay your rent on time," he said.
"I've got a job lined up, I'm willing to pay the first and last two months' rent in advance, plus a damage deposit, I may not have a tenant record, but this is secure for you, I'm quiet, and the only complaints from my home now, are that my dad yells to loud, he's not even going to be visiting," I said.
"I'm going to need to talk to one of your neighbours then, and the person who will be employing you," the manager said.
I gave him my neighbour's number, I had asked one of them for a reference, and they had agreed. "I'll be starting on the night shift at the Las Vegas Crime lab the middle of next month," I said, as way of telling him who I would be working for, I wasn't quite one hundred percent sure on whether Gil Grissom was my boss, or Detective Brass, I figured that it was Brass, only because he seemed less cool.
At the hotel, my mom had spent the day reading, it was a good chance for her to relax, but I didn't think my dad had meant for her to read the whole week. ^Mom, I saw a park while I was out, do you want to go there, it is nice, and we can relax easily.^
^Sure, just let me get my book,^ I smiled, I would not be accused of not being capable of getting my mom out of the hotel. On the way out, I stopped at the front desk, "Is there any way that I could get the calls to my room phone forwarded to my cell, while I'm out?"
"Just fill out this card, and I'll set it up for you," the desk clerk smiled.
We went to the park, and I laid out the Mexican style blanket I had brought, ^There is a school for the deaf here, university level, the apartment I have is close to it, it's fully set up, so if Aaron ever comes to visit, he'll always be at full ability, and you can call me, because it has TTY^
^Nicky, that is so good, I'm glad, that you found a place like that, but your father will not allow Aaron to visit, it's not safe.^
^Mom, dad can't control us all our lives, that's why I didn't apply in Dallas, when Aaron starts planning for university, he's going to know about the school here,^
^It's not safe here, Nicky, the crime rate is horrible, that's why I won't leave the hotel without you,^
^Mom, Aaron can read lips, and I taught him how to talk, he doesn't talk much, he's self-conscious of his voice^
^You taught Aaron to talk, why?^ she asked, a hurt look on her face.
^Because signing gets in the way of some games, it was never fair to me, that was always an option for him, because he has full control of his voice box, but he was never allowed to learn that at school, you didn't even let them try, so I taught him myself.^
^You had no right, you would remove him from the deaf community, if people found out that he could talk.^
^Mom, you had removed him from the world, that wasn't fair for him, he needs to be able to function in a place other than our town, there is no future there,^
^Maybe not for you, but for your brother there is,^
^Working in a grocery store, stocking shelves, I don't think that's a future, the deaf school here has a sixty percent job placement rate, in good jobs, that's not including the ones who end up stocking shelves and that sort of thing, Aaron is smart, he has a future, and when he's finished school for the year, I'm going to suggest that he apply here, if they accept him, he can do what he wants with his life, he won't be held back by what people think your deaf son can learn, because he's a lot smarter than they think.^
^They're going by my willingness to associate with others?^
^They think you're not smart, because you hide yourself away, they think Aaron is the same way, right now, as he sits, he will not have a future, I would like you to understand, and help him get free of dad's grip, so he can get out of that dead end town, and into the world.^
The conversation ended there, and she went to her book, I turned slightly, I had chosen this park of all the ones that I had seen, because there had been a deaf child here earlier, I figured that mom might see that this wasn't such a bad place. A stray ball was kicked in our direction, I picked it up, to throw it back, the little boy who caught it, put it down right away, and signed thank-you.
As I watched the game, I saw the other kids would often pass it to him, whenever he ran, he made noises like laughter, I smiled, the soccer ball moved more quickly than the kids, even though they were very young, they never grouped together. The second time the ball came over, I made sure to throw it to the same boy, this time lower, he stopped it with his feet, and signed, ^Come be our goalie^
^It would ruin your game,^ I replied.
"Come on, you'd have fun," A girl yelled, she looked a lot like the deaf boy, I figured she was his sister.
I tapped my mom's knee, ^I'm going to play soccer, keep awake^
She nodded, and went back to her book. I joined the game, the goal I was in was made bigger, to make it fair for the other team, and the game continued, occasionally kids would join the game, or have to go home, at about four, a group of five older kids came up, they had two younger ones with them, they were immersed into the game, two of the older kids were put on the same team as me, and the other three were put on the other team. One of each of the younger kids were put on each team, opposite the brother or sister that they had come with. One mother came out of a backyard, first she put down about twenty water bottles, each with a different name on it, then she came over to me, "I'm Catherine Willows, you're a little old to be out here, playing with these kids, and I haven't seen you before."
"I'm Nick Stokes, I'm in town with my mother for a few days, for a job interview, the apartment I'll be living in is in the area, so I came to check out the park, the kids asked me to join them," I replied.
"Where will you be working?" Catherine asked.
"At the crime lab," the game had paused while each of the kids got a drink, "Which one is yours?"
"Oh, I'm not a parent, yet, I just like to come out here, and watch, when I wake up for work, I work at the crime lab too," She said.
"Then I guess I'll be working with you," I said, the kids began drifting back onto the field.
"What part of the lab will you be working in?" she asked.
"I'm an investigator," I said.
"You're fresh from collage as well, if I'm not mistaken in your age," Catherine said.
"I'm eighteen," I replied, the kids started shouting about getting the game going again.
"I see that you're wanted, so I'll let you go, also, if I were you, I'd prepare to work nights before you start next month," Catherine said.
The next day, I was relaxing in my hotel room, when my mother walked in through the door between our rooms that we had just left open. ^I don't think it's a good Idea for Aaron to move here,^
^Mom, I think Aaron should have the choice to live with me, and to go to school here, or stay at home, I only wanted to tell you that I was going to suggest Aaron come to school here, so he'd have a chance at the job he wants, and I don't want you to stop him, please, don't stop him.^
A/N: Well, that's it, what do you think?