A/N: Just wanted to let everyone know that there is a sequel coming up, it may be posted in the a different category cause of the crossover, (see how I didn't tell you, cause If I tell you now then you don't have to read on) maybe not cause it will still have Bosco in it, maybe at the beginning so I can post it in the Third Watch section and Bosco will make appearances throughout the chapters too, to bad their wasn't a category that wasn't for Crossover's.

Songs are in bolded italics; the letter is in italics, so are thoughts just so you don't get confused. Only one letter though. More songs in this cause they get out what I wanna say in a short time, where it would take me forever to explain it. Locations and times are in bold and underlined.

Since no one had any guess's about what the cross over was going to be, I'm dedicating this chapter to all those who reviewed. Look for sequel coming up soon in the Third Watch section!

Song's used were Everybody's Fool by Evanescence, Throw It All Away by Default, and Harder to Breathe by Maroon 5, (where Ashley sang)

½ hour ago

"Bosco, how much do you love me?" she smiled mischievously

"With everything in me why?" something was up he knew it

"I think we should end things" she said in a cold emotionless voice, turned and left.

Present

When he thought he knew something was up he didn't expect this, why out of the blue would she just go and break what they had between them, they'd only just gotten together, really together, emotionally.

I think we should end things.

He sat in shock for he didn't know how long, the news never really setting in.

I think we should end things.

The words kept playing over and over in his mind, didn't he have a say in this? It took two to tango. Maybe if he was lucky he could catch up with her, he started to rise from the bed as the nurse came in and forced him back down into the bed, saying he was still a few more days before he could go home.

"I'm going home"

"No you're not"

"I'll sign myself out AMA" (Against Medical Advice)

"No you will lay back down and get some rest"

The nurse started fluffing his pillows, like that really was going to get him to calm down. The best thing that had ever happened to him had walked out that door, and he couldn't stop her. There was a chance she could still be in the hospital, if she was she wasn't leaving until she heard him out. He'd beg if he had to. She wasn't getting away this easily. He'd make his escape once, the nurse left.

20 minutes ago.

Ashley knocked on Hayden's door, and walked in, the anger that Ashley thought she had pushed down started to resurface, as she saw Cruz acting like nothing ever happened only moments ago.

"I need to speak with Hayden" she paused "Alone" she tried to keep her anger from reaching her eyes, she didn't know how well that was working without a mirror. Cruz slowly got up putting her magazine down in the chair she just vacated. She looked at Hayden, seeing if he would say it was ok for her to stay, he didn't. She walked by Ashley and she heard her mumble something like 'Whore' but wasn't going to start anything right now.

"Close the door on your way out" Ashley's voice came out ice cold.

Hallway

Ashley knew, she hadn't seen her when she came out of his room, but she had been there, she was sure of it. She'd messed up Big time.

She wanted to go tell Bosco, that Ashley knew but maybe he had told her, she wanted what they had, Hayden was only putting up with her because he was too kind to tell her to get the hell out. But if she went to Bosco now, he would 1.) Yell at her or 2.) Never speak to her. Her gut was leaning towards the second choice.

Back in Hayden's room

Ashley walked around his bed to sit in the chair that Cruz had been sitting on, the magazine opened to certain page, one she had been reading no doubt. With one swoosh of Ashley's hand the magazine went flying, onto the floor and under the bed, closing. Now if only she could do that to Cruz's head she would be happy.

"What's up?"

"I'm leaving town and I think it may be for good" Hayden's mouth opened but firmly closed. He opened his mouth again and this time spoke

"I thought you and Bosco were getting along good"

"We were until Vampira came along" he wanted to laugh but thought better of it, hearing it in the tone she said the name.

"Vampira wouldn't be Cruz would it?"

"How'd you guess?" she answered sarcastically

"Well you calling her a whore as she walked past, helped me" she hadn't meant to speak that loud. Whoops.

"So I'll uh, call you once I get my new phone, just don't change yours on me" she smiled

"I'm not going any where" he smiled "Well hopefully I'll get out of this place but you know what I mean"

"Ya I do"

"Why the sudden change?"

"Just need to get out of here I guess" she shrugged her shoulders. He sensed there was more to it than that but he knew better than to pry

"If Bosco asks where I am you wont tell him will you?" he looked at her, really looked at her, her eyes pleading with him, not to tell her secrets.

"He won't hear it from me" if he ever wanted a chance with her again he'd keep her secrets.

"Can you keep another one?" her voice quiet, she was debating whether or not to tell him, he could almost see the tally inside her head Tell Him, Don't Tell Him, the Tell him outweighed Don't Tell Him.

"I'm pregnant" he eyes opened wide, it could be his, if it was he wasn't about to let her walk away. Seeing his reaction she quickly added

"It's Bosco's" relief washed over him

"Well I better get going" she stood

He opened his arms

"Can I at least have a hug before you go.. maybe even a kiss?" he asked like an innocent schoolboy.

"What the hell, I'll give you both" she kissed him first then a hug; the hug was a little longer than customary. He would never see her again so he held on just a bit longer.

"Send me pictures ok?" he knew the kid would be as gorgeous as it's mother maybe even more

"Sure thing" she let go of him and pulled back and walked to the door. She reached for the handle as his voice stopped her

"One last question, where you going?" She plastered on a big grin

"Vegas"

(A/N: There you have it)

Things seemed different as she walked into the precinct for what may be the last time, she was on suspension so no one figured she would come in so the shocked faces of fellow cops weren't as surprising as she thought they would be. She was here to tell everyone that she quit and here to clean out her locker. Soon enough it would be someone else's and she would be just a forgotten memory.

They took the news pretty well, and wished her good luck, now all that was left to do was clean out her locker, which didn't take long, and she shut it for the final time. She was going to miss this place, so many things happened here some she wanted to forget, others she didn't.

She breathed in the stale odour of sweat, B.O, and cologne, never had it once had it spelt like perfume, even the air freshener that was put in there, was flowers and that soon was covered by the smell of the typical male. She walked all around spraying the body mist that had been in her locker, this stuff didn't go away for a while, it was her present to the locker room, to smell nice for a little while.

"Are you here?" someone said behind her, the desk Sgt had a cordless phone in his hand over the microphone, since when have they gotten a cordless phone?

"Ya" she said cautiously, he put the phone back up to speaking level

"Ya she's here. You wanna talk to her? Ok" he hands her the phone, she mouths 'Who is it?' but the desk Sgt had already walked away

"Hello?"

"Ashley don't move, I'm comi-" she hung up the phone, she was not going to talk to him right now. She had to get out before Bosco came. She dropped the phone off, but something made her stop and turn around facing the stairs. Cruz was coming down a song she hadn't heard in a long time popped into her head and yet it fit.

Look here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled

She laughed to herself and walked away. Happy that she would never see her again. But seeing her that one last time brought back memories of the earlier today that all she wanted to was push away.

Why can't I drive this image from my mind?
It's true that you pushed me to the point
I think I've taken all I'm gonna take
This really starts to sting
The bullshit and the baggage that you bring
I'm gonna throw it all away
Throw it all away

She sat in her car, trying to find the nerve to start the car, something that would start the rest of her life. From where she parked she saw Bosco rush into the precinct, unaware of how close she was, she also watched him rush back out, that's all she could take she started her car and drove off, at the last moment Bosco noticed it was her, damn red light, she quickly pulled into the right lane so she could turn. It worked and he quickly faded from sight.

She didn't notice the tears until she had to wipe them away, blurring her vision so she couldn't see.

She could have flown to Vegas but this way she could see the sights as she went, seeing what every state that she passed through had to offer. It would take her just over a day and half that is if she didn't stop and traffic was good. She'd stop when she got tired or hungry. Her cell phone rang constantly so she cranked her music up to drown it out. She could take the easy way and shut it off but the music put her into a zone and she wasn't about to stop that.

Somehow singing at the top of her lungs with no one around for miles seemed to melt the anger away which, brought on even more anger because she wasn't really angry that Cruz had kissed Bosco, she was angry because she wasn't. A new song came one, every song that had come on had been a favourite of hers. She lowered her voice, cars were starting to pass her telling her that she would be soon in Vegas, but she continue to belt out the song

"How dare you say my behavior's unacceptable, so condescending unnecessarily critical"

"I have the tendency of getting very physical, so watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle"

"You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here, double vision I'm seeing finally clear, you want to stay but you know very well I want you gone, not fit to funkin tread the ground that I'm walking on"

She reached it, the outskirts of Vegas the view amazing, as always. Better call her friend and tell them she was here. She expected the number of missed phone calls to be high but not 76. She racked her brain to remember her friend's number, and punched it in, hopefully this would be the one. He answered on the second ring. (A/N: Thought it was a girl didn't you?)

"Sanders"

"Guess who Spiky"

"Ashley?"

"Who else would call you Spiky?"

"I don't know" he said in a voice that didn't sound like the upbeat Greg she knew.

"You sound pissed off anything wrong?"

"Trouble with a case"

"Since when did you start working cases? You were the DNA lab punk"

"Lab Punk? I started awhile ago"

"Good for you doing something you wanted to. Anyway I can help?"

"The only way you can help is if your five minutes from the lab. Which I know you aren't"

"No I'm about ten"

"What?"

"I'm in Las Vegas Greg"

"Then you can pick up lots of lemons"

"Where am I supposed to get lemons at three o'clock in the morning?"

"There's a supermarket open 24hrs, two blocks from the lab"

"How many?" she pulled off into the supermarket parking lot, the lot basically empty a stray car here and there, from the employees.

"2 dozen should do it" she walked into the supermarket and was blasted by cold air, any other time she would have welcomed the cool air but today it sent shivers down her spine, something that didn't have very often.

The cashier looked at her weird when she put four bags of lemons on the conveyor belt, who was she to judge she was working in a supermarket at 3 in the morning. She paid and left without a word to the crabby cashier. If it were 3 in Vegas, then it would be about 6 in New York where had that thought come from? She still didn't have answer when she pulled up in front of the lab and pulled the lemons from the passenger seat.

Greg had his back turned towards her, propping up against the reception desk talking to a fairly tall, brunette, the woman suddenly walked away, when Ashley walked up to Greg.

"Did you really believe me?" Ashley said to Greg's back, he jumped, and turned a smirk that was threatening to turn into a smile donned his face. A faint odor of rotting flesh hit her. The smell was really strong.

"Not really I was going to waittwenty then leaving to go get them myself"

Back in New York

Bosco didn't know how long he would have before the hospital knew he was gone. The traffic was slowly picking up as the cab pulled in front of Ashley's apartment, she had to be there, Hayden had been no help, wouldn't even tell him where she was going after she had visited him, maybe he didn't know, he didn't believe that. Hayden knew, but wasn't telling.

He half fell into the entrance way of the apartment, he was leaning against the door, regretting he hadn't taken any medication before he left, but the med's made him drowsy and he needed a clear head for what he was about to do. He'd even propose if he had to make her understand that he wanted her and only her.

The apartment was void of any of her personal possessions, no clothes in the closet, or dressers, the bathroom held only his stuff, the towels were half gone, and only his dirty laundry was left. He went into the kitchen to have a beer, the pain becoming unreal. He reached in and popped the lid off; walking by the little table in the kitchen, something white caught his eye. He snatched up the letter and had to read it three times before he finally understood it said.

"Bosco

I saw you and Cruz, IthoughtI could deal with it, butIcan't. I left so you two could be together. I wanna know something but cant face you just yet, or stand to hear your voice so I guess I'll never know but did you really mean all those things you said or was it just towaste time until you got Cruz back?

I put the apartment in your name, stay in it, or move do what ever you want I don't care anymore. Have a nice life.

Love Ashley"

"P.S. I'm pregnant and it's yours"

He reread it a fifth and sixth time, believing each time he read it; the words would change and say she was out getting coffee and be back soon. By the tenth time he read it, the words still hadn't change and he gave up hope, she wasn't coming back.

Las Vegas

Greg was talking the lemons from Ashley when, a middle-aged man, came around a corner with a taller man, shaved head, only stubble remained, came walking by them, the older man stopped mid-stride.

"Excuse me" he turned to face them, this might Greg's boss, and he might be in trouble for talking with her.

"Grissom I-"

"Would you care to be in an experiment?" he was talking to Ashley not Greg, she didn't know what to say, she looked at Greg and back to his boss

"Ok"

"Follow me please" he speed off, all following the older male.

"Hey Grissom this is Ashley Ryans" Grissom only nodded, and the other guy gave her a white tooth grin. The odor she smelt on Greg was intensified; she was sandwiched between the two men who reeked. The smell almost made her gag.

Grissom lead them down a hall, turning left and right suddenly, this is making her head hurt trying to map her way out. Finally Grissom stopped in what looked like a garage, a bed already made up sheets and all.

"Nick lay down, Miss Ryan's straddle him" this wasn't exactly what she considered doing with someone she just met. Nick climbed on the bed.

"Miss Ryans is my mother. Ashley's fine, Can I ask what this experiment is for?" Grissom pondered the question for a moment before answering. She was not a threat to the case.

"The victim was found in his bed, face up with an…erection, the blood spatter is missing from a large chunk of the bed, vaginal fluids were found but no woman, so we calculated the woman to be about your size. Now if you will" he motioned her to the bed. She climbed on top. She'd bet there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. He was smooth and hard. Her hands on his stomach told her he had a flat stomach and mental pictures of him without his clothes on flashed through her mind. Something she shouldn't be thinking.

"Join hands" she looked at Grissom, a small crowd had gathered, the brown-haired girl had shown up, and an older reddish-blond woman, and a black man. Sara, Catherine and Warrick, she assumed from what Greg had told her. She joined hands with Nick, they were strong hands. But she guessed that they could turn gentle within seconds maybe something she would like to find out. No, your thinking for two now.

"Ok Warrick, come in through the door" he walked until he was a couple of feet away at the end of the bed.

"Now if I just found these two, him with my girl"

"Nick tell us when you can see Warrick, Ashley your going to have to start riding him" Greg choked on his breath, Sara hid a smile while Catherine looked down at the ground. Nick flashed a smile at Ashley and Warrick coughed. Ashley obliged and starting 'riding him like a cowboy' it was hard to keep the smile away, but somehow she managed.

Warrick came to the end of the bed.

"I can see him now" Nick told Grissom

"There's were no defense wounds. Nick try to defend yourself. Ashley don't let go"

Nick and Ashley struggled but Ashley wouldn't let go.

"She held him down" Sara stated what everyone else was thinking.

"I think fast and grab the closest heavy thing," he picks up the bat near the bed. Warrick raises it above his head and brings it down enough, just above his head. Ashley rolls of Nick to the bed beside him.

"Don't move" Ashley froze, Grissom came over and traced Ashley's position.

"Okay you can move now" she climbs off the bed, trying to breath in clean air but the smell seemed to move along with her. She probably smelled like rotten flesh now. Catherine, Sara and Warrick left talking, Greg and Grissom left too, in a heavy discussion leaving her with Nick.

Your just horny, if given the chance you would even find Grissom sexy she told herself. The smile seemed to be an everyday thing with him so she didn't read much into it. He took a step forward.

"Shift's almost done do you wanna grab some breakfast after this?" his voice could bring any woman to her knees. She wasn't buying it, but she played along, and took a step closer to him.

"You don't waste much time do you?" he stepped closer so they were a foot apart.

"I go after what I want" she took a step closer as she spoke

"Oh really?" she couldnt help but smile flirtatiously

"Life's too short not to" his eyes glazed over, telling her that he was speaking from experience.

"I have to tell you something" he steps closer still, he looms over her, the smell making her sick.

"And what's that?" his voice came out slow and husky, mixed with his accent, he should come with a warning label. Warning will seriously make you go crazy and then leave. He was a cowboy without a doubt.

She looked up her warm breath fanning his face. Their lips almost touching

"You smell really bad" she moved away completely and out the door. He groaned this definitely not going to be easy.