ok. this chapter is short also. sorry. i guess it's just gonna be a short fic...
this chapter is really silly, i know that. It's over-exagerated, but i sort of needed it to be, since I based it on the friends season 5 finale, with ross and rachel. and thanks to everybody from imdb, who brought thisgeneral storylineup in one of the threads.
disclaimer- i don't own CBS or CSI, nor do i have anything to do with them. if i did, i would make the writers use my ideas:)
"Grissom. Catherine and I just got back from the crime scene. We've already IDed the vics, the mother, Tamara Kayzo, filed for divorce from her husband Jeremy recently. He still lives in Vegas, so Brass and I are gonna go to his house. I'll call when we find something." Warrick opened the door to the Denali and got in as he informed his boss of this.
A half an hour later, they arrived at Jeremy Kayzo's house. There was no answer to the knock, but the door was unlocked.
"He's not here. Probably skipped town," Brass said, after clearing the only suspects house.
"Maybe not. He has the number for the Orpheus highlighted in the Yellow Pages." Warrick held up the book.
"Ok. I'll call, see if he reserved a room there."
"Hey! We're in Las Vegas!" Sara said this as if it had just dawned on her, and laughed hysterically.
Nick laughed too, but he quickly stopped laughing and looked very serious. "No, Sara, it's Nevada. We're in NEVADA." He started to laugh again.
"Ohh. Let's get married!" Sara slurred. Drinks at the bar had gone a little too far, and they were dangerously close to becoming the next Britney Spears.
"Ok...I've always wanted to marry you!" Nick said, as they got up and staggered out of the bar.
"Heehee! I hope my PEAP counsler doesn't see me!" Sara laughed as she swayed down the street.
"Sara, we're here!" They stumbled into the nearest building. "Hi. We'd like to get married."
Nick said, attempting to sound dignified, but failing miserably.
The store clerk looked at them. "This is Joe's Groceries. You want to go next door," he said, wondering why he worked in the city where all the weirdos came to vacation.
"Well, can you marry us?" Sara said, not understanding why they couldn't just be married here. Who wanted to walk that far, anyway?
"Look, lady, just go next door. Or across the street." he sighed in impatience, and called to someone in a back room. "Rob! Can you take these people to a wedding chapel?"
Nick and Sara followed Rob into the nearest wedding chapel.
"Thank you!" Nick called, but Rob had already ran out the door, obviously not wanting to be associated with them.
Sara looked around at the waiting room, at all the alien memorabilia. "Nick! We've been here before!"
Before Nick could reply, the receptionist looked up. "Ok. It's your turn."
And with that, Nick Stokes and Sara Sidle began their walk down the aisle.
