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Summary: NS What if Gina Toscano and Sara Sidle were the same persons? What if Gina couldn't deal with a shooting in Rosslyn and she quit, changing her life and name, becoming an CSI? What if the President comes to Las Vegas and asks Sara to watch Zoey for a weekend? How will Nick feel about Sara putting herself in danger? West wing/CSI crossover

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Chapter 3 – Surprise

The drive to the hotel passed by in quiet. Brass already briefed them on everything he knew at the moment so now they were all deep in thought.

Sara stared through the window watching the Las Vegas lights. When she first came to town, she found them pretty, but now she found them annoying. It was too bright, so she closed her eyes. Bellagio was one of the most expansive hotels in Vegas, and she knew it was a high possibility that was the place where the Presidential family stayed. But, she knew the protocol; if they were there, and this happened…they are long gone by now.

"Let's just hope they are gone."

She didn't even realize they arrived until Nick gently squeezed her hand.
"We're here."

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry, I didn't get much sleep today." – she picked up her stuff and got out of the car. There was a big crowd in front, but that wasn't unusual when a big case was concerned. She saw another detective approaching them.

"There you are. Anyway, here's the deal." – he jumped into business mode. – "10 dead people, 5 men, 5 women, not sure on the couples deal. Multiple gunshot wounds. No one heard the shots. Room 1665. Just follow the madness." – he pointed towards the interior. – "And, cherry on a top! There's another dead man here in the lobby." He announced that like he was running a game show.

"Another one?" – Grissom asked.

"Yeah, apparently guy had a heart attack, but with everything going on, no one dared to move him."

"OK. Sara, you and Warrick stay here. Check this out. See if it has any connection with everything going on. Everyone else, we'll go to the room. You two join us when you're finished."

They all nodded and went their ways. Warrick and Sara toward the lobby, and the rest of them toward the elevators.

"It's madness, alright." – Catherine muttered. – "Look at all of this."

"Yeah, like new Star Wars are coming out." – Brass added causing everyone to look at him. – "What? I'm hip. I know these things."

Sara and Warrick approached the officer in charged.

"Sidle, Brown, CSI's. Where's the body?"

"Ahm…there's a problem with that." – he nervously hopped from one leg to another.

"What kind of problem?" – Sara asked.

"It disappeared."

"Disappeared? Yeah, you see, we're going to need more than that."

"Look, I don't know what you want me to say. We put him behind the curtains, so everyone would back away. 5 minutes later I went to check up on him, and he was gone."

Warrick shook his head unbelievingly.

"And you were sure he was dead? I mean, isn't it possible he just lost conscious, woke up, and walked away?"

"Trust me, he was dead."

Sara and Warrick exchanged glances.

"OK, we're going to need everyone to stay put." – Warrick said motioning to Sara to come with him. When they were clear, he leaned on the wall and looked around to be sure no one was listening.

"OK, look, I'm going to talk to Vega. We're going to need surveillance tapes. Besides, there's no way, a dead body walked away and that no one noticed anything. He can talk to people here."

Sara nodded looking around. Familiar feeling that something was wrong was overwhelming her.

"Yeah, I'm going to check the place where he supposedly died."

"OK. Just call Grissom first, and let him know what's going on. I'm not totally sure these two crimes aren't connected.

"Yeah, something is seriously wrong." – she said as she got her cell phone out. She nodded to Warrick and they both went their ways. Waiting for Grissom to pick up, she looked around again. People staring, bells ringing…that wasn't so unusual, but her gut was telling her something else.

"Hey, Grissom. We have a problem. Our DB disappeared…well, I'm sure It wasn't just like that, but we don't have anything yet. Look, I don't like this. Warrick went to get the surveillance tapes, and Vega is talking to people, but I need help here. What's going on up there? You have got to be kidding me…." – she listened to Grissom for a few seconds and that she turned off her cell phone.

She started to process her crime scene, but there was nothing to process. Or everything to process. Depends on the definition. This was a hotel, hell, it was a lobby. People walk around. There were no obvious signs of anything. Not accidental death, not foul play. Just than she saw Nick and Grissom approach.

"Well, you look perplexed." – Nick grinned.

"Shut up. I can't believe this. You get 10 people dead, and it appears to be suicide, and I get a dead guy who disappears."

"Sorry. It wasn't our fault that they all videotaped their suicide. However, I still don't understand their motive."

"We're not here to analyze the motive. We're here to analyze evidence." – Grissom chipped in. – "Catherine is still up there with David and Brass. Now tell me what happened here."

Sara told him the story and even Grissom looked surprised. He looked around formulating an idea in his head. A full lobby and no one saw anything. His eyes met with Vega's who simply shrugged obviously telling him that he has nothing.

"Maybe it was a joke." – his voice trailed off as he saw Sara's face go pale. He followed her look and he saw secret agents entering the hotel. Sara quickly turned around.

"Well, I guess all we can do is to grab the tapes and make Archie earn his paycheck. Nothing we can do here." – she said.

"Yeah…you're right. What's going on here?" – Grissom looked over Sara's shoulder when he saw people clapping. "Well, I think Brass was right when he said that the circus was in town."

"I don't get it. Why are they here?" – Nick asked." – "Didn't they hear a crime was committed here."

"Well, technically it wasn't." – Grissom raised his eyebrows.

"Not yet…" – Sara muttered looking at the agents. – "Come on, we should go."

"Don't you want to see our President?" – Grissom asked causing Sara to look up.

"Not really." – just than her eyes fell on a familiar face. A young girl was entering the lobby laughing at something. She looked so happy, and Sara felt her eyes tear. She caught her eyes and looked very surprised. Sara smiled back warmly.

"Gina?"

A/N – Well, I know this is a bit short, but I PROMISE the next chapter will be up shortly. And it's kind of a surprise…