Disclaimer: I don't own any of the CSI characters. However I do own Alexie and anyone else you don't recognize. So get over it!
Summary: When the mayor's son is kidnapped and murdered Grissom calls in some reinforcements, but is the night shift ready for this kind of case let alone this kind of expert? Warrick/Catherine Greg/Sara Nick/OC
Warning: Gruesome death scene, and some strong sexual content. Don't read if your not comfortable with it.
BIG NOTE: Any religion related content is not meant to offend anyone; in fact I'm probably going to make one up just so I can be sure not to upset anyone. Please if anything in here offends you please inform me kindly and I'll see to it that it's changed!
The Darkest Obsession PrologueAlexie sat down at her desk and pulled out a sheet of paper. It had been a few months since she had written to her uncle and she hadn't spoken with him either.
Of course she could hardly be blamed for this considering in the last three weeks, she had been blown up, kidnapped, and shot three times. She sighed in despair as she thought about everything she had been through.
She had received a letter from her uncle promptly telling her off for being careless on the job. Apparently her mother had found time to write to her brother-in-law and inform him of Alexie's newest job troubles.
Alexie looked down at the paper, her mother blamed her career choice on her uncle. She had chosen to become a Crime Scene Investigator after she graduated.
Then she went back to get a doctorate in Religious Crimes. Every since then she had left a pretty extreme life.
Her outer persona began to reflect her science. Her hair was black and straight with blood red highlights, her tongue and nose were pierced and she had a tattoo of a dagger on her left shoulder blade.
She wore tight black business suit pants with silver studs making interested designs down the outside of the legs and a crimson red blouse that went up her neck and billowed out at the sleeves. She loved her clothes and her dark outside appearance.
Alexie shook her head, "I really need to stop thinking about my self all the time!" she chided herself with a grin.
She leaned over the paper and began writing. Twenty minutes later she slipped the letter inside an envelope and turned out her bedroom light, she never noticed the man that stood in the shadows outside her bedroom window staring at her with a look of longing and desire on his face.
The next morning Alexie picked up the envelope and put it into the mailbox on her way to work. The man from the night before slowly made his way to the mailbox and slowly inconspicuously pulled the letter out.
Gilbert Grissom
Las Vegas Crime Lab
Las Vegas, Nevada
"Gilbert Grissom huh?" the man muttered as he quickly memorized the address and shoved the letter back into the mailbox.