This is my first CSI fic and only my second fan fiction story. I hope you
like it. I've been working on it for a while and finally got up the nerve
to post, lol. None of the CSI characters are mine, just the original
characters I made up for the story.
Chapter 1
Catherine was walking with Nick out of the lab to get some breakfast. They had just wrapped up a big case and were going out to celebrate. As she passed a woman sitting next to the desk she glanced over at her then stopped.
Nick was talking to Catherine when she stopped and turned to see what she was looking at. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"That woman looks very familiar," she said.
Nick glanced over and saw who she was talking about. "Do you know her?" Catherine shook her head and stared for another minute. "You're going to make her paranoid if you don't stop staring." He said.
"I got it!" She said and walked to the woman. "Excuse me. Aren't you Grace Lynn?"
Grace stood up when she saw the two people come over to her. When the woman asked her name she smiled, "Yes I am."
Catherine laughed, "I knew it. I'm Catherine Willows" She turned toward Nick, "This is Nick Stokes. I just have to tell you my daughter has every one of your CD's."
Grace laughed, "I'm flattered. I didn't realize there were young girls who knew my name. Does she play?"
"She's been playing for almost a year now." Catherine said. If she could get her autograph Lindsey would ecstatic. "Her piano teacher, Mrs. Johnson, has a poster of you on the wall of her studio."
Grace blushed, "Oh." She didn't know what to say to that.
Catherine could tell she embarrassed her and rushed on, "Do you think you could sign something for her?"
"Hey Catherine isn't tomorrow Lindsey's birthday?" Nick asked.
"Yes it is." Catherine said.
Grace had a thought, "Tell you what." Grace picked up her bag and started digging through it. "Since tomorrow is her birthday, how old?"
"She'll be nine." Catherine answered.
Grace looked up at her, "She started when she was eight then?" Catherine nodded and Grace smiled, "So did I." She pulled two tickets out of her bag; "In honor of Lindsey Willow's ninth birthday here are two tickets to tomorrow's concert." She handed the tickets over to her and Catherine just stared at the tickets. She hesitated, "Unless you can't go, then that's ok." She started to pull her hand back.
Before she realized what she was doing Catherine grabbed the tickets out her hand. She laughed and said "Sorry." She looked down at the tickets. "Front row center."
"They were for a friend but I don't they'll be used." she said,
Catherine smiled and said. "This is going to make me Mom of the year."
Grace laughed, "Well, my signature is on the back of those tickets. I know tomorrow is probably a school night but if she can stay up late you can show the tickets to the usher after the concert and you can bring her backstage. That just might make you mom of the decade." She joked. She glanced over at Nick who was just watching them. She blushed again, "I'm sorry I only have the two with me, but if you wanted to go too I could leave one at the door for you."
Nick smiled, "That's ok, piano is not my thing."
"Nick!" Catherine said.
"That's ok." Grace said, "Piano isn't for everyone. I would say from your accent you're from Texas so country is probably more your style."
Nick looked at her and smiled, "Correct."
She smiled back and then turned back to Catherine; "I look forward to meeting Lindsey tomorrow. I know you two must be busy."
"Thank you so much for the tickets, we will definitely be there. If she doesn't say anything when she meets you its not because she's rude."
Grace laughed, "No problem."
"Is there something we can do for you, are you waiting on someone?" Catherine asked.
Grace looked around, "I was waiting on .." she didn't get the chance to finish. "What are you doing here!" She jumped and turned around when she heard his voice. She took a deep breath, "Hey Andy."
Andrew felt his jaw tighten. He didn't know why she was here but she needed to go. "Don't call me that. My name is Andrew. I'll ask you again, what in the hell are you doing here."
"Maybe we should talk in private." She said. Grace glanced over at Catherine and Nick who were watching them. "It was nice meeting you both."
Catherine and Nick just looked at each other and back at her. "Nice meeting you too Grace." They watched Andrew grab her arm and pull her out the door. "What do you think that's all about?" Catherine asked.
"Doesn't look too happy to see her." Nick said. Just then his phone rang and he picked it up. Catherine watched them walk out the door.
Andrew pulled her out the door and then let her arm go. She knew he wouldn't be pleased to see her but she had to try.
"Answer me." He said.
"I have a show here, didn't you get my email. I wanted to see you while I was in town."
Andrew pulled her away from the front door, "No, what are you doing here, where I work! I don't want you here."
"Andy, I'm sorry, Andrew, I don't know where you live and I don't have your phone number. This was the only place I knew I could find you." She was getting worried now. He was so mad.
"I don't want you here. I don't want to see you, ever. Why don't you understand that? I think I've made it pretty clear that I want you out of my life."
Grace felt tears form in her eyes and willed them away, "I'm sorry you feel that way but you're the only family I have Andrew I just ..."
"I don't have any family. My family is dead!"
She did start to cry then, "Why won't you forgive me. It wasn't my fault. They were my parents too." Andrew moved so fast she didn't even see him move. He grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall. She felt her head bang on the bricks and winced.
Andrew was furious, "Don't you even talk about them. You gave up the right to talk about them when you killed them."
Grace could feel his fingers digging into her arms and her head hurt. "They died in a plane accident." She whispered, "It wasn't anybody's fault."
Catherine and Nick came out the door and saw Grace pinned up against the wall.
"Hey!" Nick yelled.
When Andrew heard him yell he looked over, "Now look what you've done."
Grace was trying not to cry, "I'm sorry Andrew." She looked over at Nick and Catherine coming over to them, "I didn't mean to cause any trouble."
"That's all you do is cause trouble." He let go of her arms and turned away. "Stay away from me Grace, I mean it this time." He passed Nick and Catherine and she stopped him.
"What the hell is going on here." She said.
He looked over his shoulder, "Ask her." He went back into the building.
Grace kept her back pressed up against the wall to keep herself steady. What a mess she made of this. She jumped when Nick touched her arm and almost pitched forward.
"Steady, It's ok." He said as he held onto her so she wouldn't fall. Nick was furious. He had no idea what was going on with the two of them but that didn't give Andrew the right to hurt her. He was twice her size.
Grace felt Nick's hands on her arms but they felt completely different from Andrew's. His touch felt so gentle and caring she almost started to cry again. She smiled up at him and stepped back though, "I'm ok." She said.
Nick let her go and Catherine came up to them. She looked at Grace's arms and saw them bruising already. She had a short sleeve top on and she could see the backs of her arms were scraped. "You're not ok," She gently took her arm, "You're arms are scraped. Let's take you inside and clean them up."
"No! Andrew wouldn't like that." She said.
Nick took her other arm; "You let us worry about Andrew." He and Catherine helped her back in the building and took her to Catherine's lab. Nick helped her sit down and Catherine got her first aid kit out.
Grace was so embarrassed. She kept looking out the window hoping Andrew didn't see her in here. She had already made a mess of things. "It's ok really. It's just a scrape. I'll just have to get a long sleeve dress for tomorrow," She joked.
Catherine just looked at her and started to clean the cuts on her arms. "Grace can you tell us what happened? He hurt you and we need to know why."
"It was my fault." Grace quickly said, "I made him mad."
Nick just looked at her arms and said, "I don't think so. How do you know Andrew?" he asked.
Grace turned her head so he couldn't see her eyes, "He's my brother." She whispered.
Catherine stopped wiping and looked over at Nick and back at Grace, "Andrew is your brother?" She nodded and Catherine said, "What could you have done to make him that mad?"
Grace felt tears coming and tried to squeeze them back, "He didn't want to see me." She said
Nick was confused, "Why on Earth would that make him mad?"
"Because he blames me for our parents death." She whispered.
Catherine wrapped gauze around her arm and taped it down. "No matter what he blames you for it doesn't give him the right to hurt you."
Grace looked at Catherine and nodded, "I better go." She started to stand up and swayed. She reached out to catch herself and felt Nick grab her and help her sit down again.
"I don't think you better go anywhere." Nick said.
"I just got dizzy." Grace said. Once her head stopped spinning she would be able to stand up. It sounded like a jackhammer was going off in her head. She reached for her purse, "Could I have some water? I just need to take a pill then I'll be fine."
Catherine went to get the water and Nick watched her pull a bottle out of her purse. He read the label, "Reglan, you get migraines?"
She took the cup of water from Catherine and took a pill, "Yeah, occupational hazard." She handed the cup back to Catherine, "Thank you."
"Are you ok?" she asked.
Grace reached back and touched her head where it hit the wall, "Just a little bump really, I'll be fine."
When Grace pulled her hand back Nick noticed the blood on her fingers, "Son of a bitch." He pulled gloves out of his pocket and put them on, "I think it's a little more than a bump." He turned her around and looked at her scalp. He looked at Catherine, "She's going to need stitches, call an ambulance."
"NO! No ambulance."
Catherine came over to her, "You need to go to the hospital."
"I have a car and driver outside. He can drive me over." She looked back at Nick, "Please don't call an ambulance. It's fine."
"Grace, I hate to say this but you need to report this." He saw her start to cry and looked at Catherine.
Catherine took her hand, "He had no right to hurt you, you understand that don't you."
"I know but what would you do? If it was your brother, would you report it?" she asked.
Catherine sighed and looked up at Nick. He shook his head yes but she said, "Probably not." She continued before Nick could say anything, "Let me take you."
"Oh no you're too busy, you have work to do. I can make it there on my own." She started to get up but felt Nick put his hand on her shoulder.
"Either let Catherine and I take you to the hospital ourselves or we call the police." He said.
Grace knew she wasn't going to win this argument so she shook her head all right. She felt Nick take her arm to help her and he and Catherine helped her stand up. Just as they were walking to the door she saw Andrew walk by.
Andrew was still mad, he couldn't believe she had the nerve to come here. He was going to drop some results off and glanced into Catherine's lab and saw her and Nick helping Grace up. He walked into the room and looked at them. "What the hell is going on here, what is she still doing here."
Grace tried to step back away from Andrew, he was so mad, but Catherine stood behind her and Nick stepped in front of her.
"We are taking her to the hospital. When you pushed her again the wall she cut her head."
"So?" Andrew asked.
Nick couldn't believe this man was her brother. He had only met Andrew once since he had just started about a month ago but he knew he didn't like him. "Just step aside and go back to work."
Andrew walked up to Nick and said, "You don't tell me what to do."
"No but I do." They all turned and looked at Grissom standing in the doorway. "Someone want to tell me what's going on here." He looked over Nick's shoulder and saw a woman standing between him and Catherine. Catherine had gloves on and he saw a bloody towel in her hands. "Someone want to tell me who's bleeding."
Andrew turned to Grace, he could see her now that Nick had moved, "I hope your happy now Grace. Not only did you kill our parents, but now you're going to get me fired. I hope you're proud of yourself." He turned away from her.
Grace stepped around Nick to go to Andrew but he caught her arm to keep her from going, "Andrew, please, I'm so sorry." She turned to Grissom, "It's all my fault, I wasn't supposed to be here. Andrew didn't do anything wrong." She started crying and looked over as Andrew walked out, "Andrew?" but he kept on going.
Grissom looked at the girl and at Andrew who was walking down the hall and back at Nick and Catherine. "Anyone?"
Catherine walked over and took Grace's arm, "We'll tell you on the way to the hospital."
Chapter 1
Catherine was walking with Nick out of the lab to get some breakfast. They had just wrapped up a big case and were going out to celebrate. As she passed a woman sitting next to the desk she glanced over at her then stopped.
Nick was talking to Catherine when she stopped and turned to see what she was looking at. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"That woman looks very familiar," she said.
Nick glanced over and saw who she was talking about. "Do you know her?" Catherine shook her head and stared for another minute. "You're going to make her paranoid if you don't stop staring." He said.
"I got it!" She said and walked to the woman. "Excuse me. Aren't you Grace Lynn?"
Grace stood up when she saw the two people come over to her. When the woman asked her name she smiled, "Yes I am."
Catherine laughed, "I knew it. I'm Catherine Willows" She turned toward Nick, "This is Nick Stokes. I just have to tell you my daughter has every one of your CD's."
Grace laughed, "I'm flattered. I didn't realize there were young girls who knew my name. Does she play?"
"She's been playing for almost a year now." Catherine said. If she could get her autograph Lindsey would ecstatic. "Her piano teacher, Mrs. Johnson, has a poster of you on the wall of her studio."
Grace blushed, "Oh." She didn't know what to say to that.
Catherine could tell she embarrassed her and rushed on, "Do you think you could sign something for her?"
"Hey Catherine isn't tomorrow Lindsey's birthday?" Nick asked.
"Yes it is." Catherine said.
Grace had a thought, "Tell you what." Grace picked up her bag and started digging through it. "Since tomorrow is her birthday, how old?"
"She'll be nine." Catherine answered.
Grace looked up at her, "She started when she was eight then?" Catherine nodded and Grace smiled, "So did I." She pulled two tickets out of her bag; "In honor of Lindsey Willow's ninth birthday here are two tickets to tomorrow's concert." She handed the tickets over to her and Catherine just stared at the tickets. She hesitated, "Unless you can't go, then that's ok." She started to pull her hand back.
Before she realized what she was doing Catherine grabbed the tickets out her hand. She laughed and said "Sorry." She looked down at the tickets. "Front row center."
"They were for a friend but I don't they'll be used." she said,
Catherine smiled and said. "This is going to make me Mom of the year."
Grace laughed, "Well, my signature is on the back of those tickets. I know tomorrow is probably a school night but if she can stay up late you can show the tickets to the usher after the concert and you can bring her backstage. That just might make you mom of the decade." She joked. She glanced over at Nick who was just watching them. She blushed again, "I'm sorry I only have the two with me, but if you wanted to go too I could leave one at the door for you."
Nick smiled, "That's ok, piano is not my thing."
"Nick!" Catherine said.
"That's ok." Grace said, "Piano isn't for everyone. I would say from your accent you're from Texas so country is probably more your style."
Nick looked at her and smiled, "Correct."
She smiled back and then turned back to Catherine; "I look forward to meeting Lindsey tomorrow. I know you two must be busy."
"Thank you so much for the tickets, we will definitely be there. If she doesn't say anything when she meets you its not because she's rude."
Grace laughed, "No problem."
"Is there something we can do for you, are you waiting on someone?" Catherine asked.
Grace looked around, "I was waiting on .." she didn't get the chance to finish. "What are you doing here!" She jumped and turned around when she heard his voice. She took a deep breath, "Hey Andy."
Andrew felt his jaw tighten. He didn't know why she was here but she needed to go. "Don't call me that. My name is Andrew. I'll ask you again, what in the hell are you doing here."
"Maybe we should talk in private." She said. Grace glanced over at Catherine and Nick who were watching them. "It was nice meeting you both."
Catherine and Nick just looked at each other and back at her. "Nice meeting you too Grace." They watched Andrew grab her arm and pull her out the door. "What do you think that's all about?" Catherine asked.
"Doesn't look too happy to see her." Nick said. Just then his phone rang and he picked it up. Catherine watched them walk out the door.
Andrew pulled her out the door and then let her arm go. She knew he wouldn't be pleased to see her but she had to try.
"Answer me." He said.
"I have a show here, didn't you get my email. I wanted to see you while I was in town."
Andrew pulled her away from the front door, "No, what are you doing here, where I work! I don't want you here."
"Andy, I'm sorry, Andrew, I don't know where you live and I don't have your phone number. This was the only place I knew I could find you." She was getting worried now. He was so mad.
"I don't want you here. I don't want to see you, ever. Why don't you understand that? I think I've made it pretty clear that I want you out of my life."
Grace felt tears form in her eyes and willed them away, "I'm sorry you feel that way but you're the only family I have Andrew I just ..."
"I don't have any family. My family is dead!"
She did start to cry then, "Why won't you forgive me. It wasn't my fault. They were my parents too." Andrew moved so fast she didn't even see him move. He grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall. She felt her head bang on the bricks and winced.
Andrew was furious, "Don't you even talk about them. You gave up the right to talk about them when you killed them."
Grace could feel his fingers digging into her arms and her head hurt. "They died in a plane accident." She whispered, "It wasn't anybody's fault."
Catherine and Nick came out the door and saw Grace pinned up against the wall.
"Hey!" Nick yelled.
When Andrew heard him yell he looked over, "Now look what you've done."
Grace was trying not to cry, "I'm sorry Andrew." She looked over at Nick and Catherine coming over to them, "I didn't mean to cause any trouble."
"That's all you do is cause trouble." He let go of her arms and turned away. "Stay away from me Grace, I mean it this time." He passed Nick and Catherine and she stopped him.
"What the hell is going on here." She said.
He looked over his shoulder, "Ask her." He went back into the building.
Grace kept her back pressed up against the wall to keep herself steady. What a mess she made of this. She jumped when Nick touched her arm and almost pitched forward.
"Steady, It's ok." He said as he held onto her so she wouldn't fall. Nick was furious. He had no idea what was going on with the two of them but that didn't give Andrew the right to hurt her. He was twice her size.
Grace felt Nick's hands on her arms but they felt completely different from Andrew's. His touch felt so gentle and caring she almost started to cry again. She smiled up at him and stepped back though, "I'm ok." She said.
Nick let her go and Catherine came up to them. She looked at Grace's arms and saw them bruising already. She had a short sleeve top on and she could see the backs of her arms were scraped. "You're not ok," She gently took her arm, "You're arms are scraped. Let's take you inside and clean them up."
"No! Andrew wouldn't like that." She said.
Nick took her other arm; "You let us worry about Andrew." He and Catherine helped her back in the building and took her to Catherine's lab. Nick helped her sit down and Catherine got her first aid kit out.
Grace was so embarrassed. She kept looking out the window hoping Andrew didn't see her in here. She had already made a mess of things. "It's ok really. It's just a scrape. I'll just have to get a long sleeve dress for tomorrow," She joked.
Catherine just looked at her and started to clean the cuts on her arms. "Grace can you tell us what happened? He hurt you and we need to know why."
"It was my fault." Grace quickly said, "I made him mad."
Nick just looked at her arms and said, "I don't think so. How do you know Andrew?" he asked.
Grace turned her head so he couldn't see her eyes, "He's my brother." She whispered.
Catherine stopped wiping and looked over at Nick and back at Grace, "Andrew is your brother?" She nodded and Catherine said, "What could you have done to make him that mad?"
Grace felt tears coming and tried to squeeze them back, "He didn't want to see me." She said
Nick was confused, "Why on Earth would that make him mad?"
"Because he blames me for our parents death." She whispered.
Catherine wrapped gauze around her arm and taped it down. "No matter what he blames you for it doesn't give him the right to hurt you."
Grace looked at Catherine and nodded, "I better go." She started to stand up and swayed. She reached out to catch herself and felt Nick grab her and help her sit down again.
"I don't think you better go anywhere." Nick said.
"I just got dizzy." Grace said. Once her head stopped spinning she would be able to stand up. It sounded like a jackhammer was going off in her head. She reached for her purse, "Could I have some water? I just need to take a pill then I'll be fine."
Catherine went to get the water and Nick watched her pull a bottle out of her purse. He read the label, "Reglan, you get migraines?"
She took the cup of water from Catherine and took a pill, "Yeah, occupational hazard." She handed the cup back to Catherine, "Thank you."
"Are you ok?" she asked.
Grace reached back and touched her head where it hit the wall, "Just a little bump really, I'll be fine."
When Grace pulled her hand back Nick noticed the blood on her fingers, "Son of a bitch." He pulled gloves out of his pocket and put them on, "I think it's a little more than a bump." He turned her around and looked at her scalp. He looked at Catherine, "She's going to need stitches, call an ambulance."
"NO! No ambulance."
Catherine came over to her, "You need to go to the hospital."
"I have a car and driver outside. He can drive me over." She looked back at Nick, "Please don't call an ambulance. It's fine."
"Grace, I hate to say this but you need to report this." He saw her start to cry and looked at Catherine.
Catherine took her hand, "He had no right to hurt you, you understand that don't you."
"I know but what would you do? If it was your brother, would you report it?" she asked.
Catherine sighed and looked up at Nick. He shook his head yes but she said, "Probably not." She continued before Nick could say anything, "Let me take you."
"Oh no you're too busy, you have work to do. I can make it there on my own." She started to get up but felt Nick put his hand on her shoulder.
"Either let Catherine and I take you to the hospital ourselves or we call the police." He said.
Grace knew she wasn't going to win this argument so she shook her head all right. She felt Nick take her arm to help her and he and Catherine helped her stand up. Just as they were walking to the door she saw Andrew walk by.
Andrew was still mad, he couldn't believe she had the nerve to come here. He was going to drop some results off and glanced into Catherine's lab and saw her and Nick helping Grace up. He walked into the room and looked at them. "What the hell is going on here, what is she still doing here."
Grace tried to step back away from Andrew, he was so mad, but Catherine stood behind her and Nick stepped in front of her.
"We are taking her to the hospital. When you pushed her again the wall she cut her head."
"So?" Andrew asked.
Nick couldn't believe this man was her brother. He had only met Andrew once since he had just started about a month ago but he knew he didn't like him. "Just step aside and go back to work."
Andrew walked up to Nick and said, "You don't tell me what to do."
"No but I do." They all turned and looked at Grissom standing in the doorway. "Someone want to tell me what's going on here." He looked over Nick's shoulder and saw a woman standing between him and Catherine. Catherine had gloves on and he saw a bloody towel in her hands. "Someone want to tell me who's bleeding."
Andrew turned to Grace, he could see her now that Nick had moved, "I hope your happy now Grace. Not only did you kill our parents, but now you're going to get me fired. I hope you're proud of yourself." He turned away from her.
Grace stepped around Nick to go to Andrew but he caught her arm to keep her from going, "Andrew, please, I'm so sorry." She turned to Grissom, "It's all my fault, I wasn't supposed to be here. Andrew didn't do anything wrong." She started crying and looked over as Andrew walked out, "Andrew?" but he kept on going.
Grissom looked at the girl and at Andrew who was walking down the hall and back at Nick and Catherine. "Anyone?"
Catherine walked over and took Grace's arm, "We'll tell you on the way to the hospital."