CHAPTER FIVE:
Christine Reynolds sat on a large black leather couch staring at a flat screen TV. "No, no, boring, even more boring," she said as she started flipping through the channels.

Christine: God, don't they have anything interesting on the freaking TV anymore. I swear, I mean did they not get the memo. Most of America is fat and lazy you think the television stations now a day would be smart enough to comply with this information.

Sam crossed over from the kitchen carrying two big coffee mugs. "Arguing with TV again I see," she directed towards her sister as she handed her a mug.

Christine: Thanks….but seriously I mean they never have anything on TV anymore...it's like they just expect us to go outside and ban this wonderful creation.

Sam: Well, it is a Monday and most people are at work Christine. "But...But," Christine sighed, "damn I hate it when you're right."

Sam: What can I say, it's a gift people are born with too bad it skipped you. Just as Christine was about to respond their friends David Boreanaz and James Marsters walked in. David and James worked on the television shows Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. They met Christine and Sam when they were 14 and 13 and have been close ever since.

David: Well good morning. So, what would you two lovely ladies like to do today?

James: Yea, anything exciting going on with you two? Christine was just about to speak when Sam beat her to it, "Oh nothing special, I was just proving that once again I am always right to Christine here." James and David just started laughing. "It's okay Christine we still love you," James added dramatically in humor as he gripped Christine's shoulder and gave her a hug.

Christine: Oh well thanks….anyways Sam and I were just looking for something to watch on TV but nothing is on." "Oh put on channel 11," David responded as he and James joined the two girls on the couth.

Sam: The news…are you kidding...I don't want to watch the news, it's probably something depressing anyways.

David: Well, I do. And with that he stole the remote and turned it on. Christine, Sam and James were arguing playfully in the background when all of a sudden they here David gasp and say oh god. "What is it," Christine asked as she turned towards the TV. "Oh my God," she said as she dropped her coffee mug. Sam just looked down at the floor and her sister's coffee sinuously flowing in between the lines of the hard wood floor below them. They all turned there heads towards the TV and listened in anticipation to what the news castor was saying.

TV news castor: And in other news prominent business man of Las Vegas, Nevada Lawrence Reynolds reported his nieces 21 year-old Christine Reynolds and 20 years-old Samantha Reynolds missing last Monday morning. The two young women who on their eighteenth birthdays received their billion dollar inheritance were said to be kidnapped. The Las Vegas Crime Lab has said that this is now there number one priority. If you have any information as to the whereabouts of this girls please contact the Las Vegas Police Department. Christine quickly regaining herself just turned to Sam, "Oh my god, we weren't kidnapped and we aren't missing and Uncle Lawrence knows that. God, knowing him that bastard probably just did this to cover his, Mark's and Andrew's asses."

David: I hate to be the bearer of bad news but you know what this means right? Sam and Christine just stared at him with blank expressions on their faces. David, drawing in a breath just stared back at them and said, "You have to back to Vegas."

Meanwhile back in Vegas the CSI's were still trying to get over the horrifying display of violence they saw on the TV and Nick's outburst. Nick was hastening down the hall as Greg called after him, "Nick…Nick…Come on man would you just slow down." Nick ignoring Greg's plea headed straight to the locker room. By the time Greg got to him Nick was sitting on the bench with his head in his hands.

Greg: Nick man, what happened back there? When Nick didn't answer Greg just continued, "I mean I am all for angry, testosterone Nick, but come one man just talk to me." Nick looked up at his fellow CSI and just sighed.

Nick: I don't know what happened to me back there man. I mean Catherine's right I should be treating this like every other case, but I can't because to me it's not. Greg just nodded fully understanding what he meant, because Greg after all felt the same way.

Nick: I have worked of tons of cases just like this one and sure I would get angry at culprit's actions but this one just affects me more. It's like the more tapes we watch of Christine and Sam and the more times we go through their rooms, the more I feel like I know them. "I know exactly what you mean Nick," Greg replied as he took a seat next to Nick on the bench.

Greg: The more I see Sam on the tapes Archie's showing us and the more I see the way she lives, and the things she enjoys and her relationships, the more I begin to like her. And well I know that she is a part of this case, but a part of me doesn't care.

Nick: Damn Grego, when did you get all deep and in touch with feelings like that?

Greg just chuckled, "It comes with the more ladies you get man…but don't worry you'll get there one day."

Nick: Oh yes, because we all know you're my idol.

Greg: It's nothing to be ashamed of man, it happens to the best of us. "Right," Nick said back to him standing up. "And besides Nick," Greg answered following suit, "you never know…but Christine might find that type of behavior hot." Nick just laughed as the two men exited the locker room determined to get Sam and Christine home.