A Nightmare in Seattle

Pairing: Sara and Nick (Snickers)

Nick and Sara arrive at Seattle and are immediately taken to Deanna's house.

A/N: Chapters 2 and 3 take place simultaneously.

Disclaimer: I don't own Nick, Sara, or any other CSI: Vegas character. I own the character Deanna and the other Seattle CSIs.

Nick and Sara in Seattle

As soon as Nick and Sara's flight arrived at the gate in Seattle-Tacoma International Airport, they got off the plane. There wasn't time to go for coffee or look at the artworks, they immediately went to baggage claim. As soon as they were about to leave the airport, a female police officer looked at and approached them.

"Excuse me," she said. "Are you Nick Stokes and Sara Sidle?"

"Yes, we are," Nick replied. "Is there anything wrong?"

"No, there isn't anything wrong," she reassured them. "I'm Detective Serena Vazquez from the Seattle Police Department. I am a friend and sorority sister of Level Three CSI Deanna Giroux-O'Hara. A Gil Grissom from the Las Vegas Crime Lab emailed me your pictures and said you were coming to help us with an investigation. I contacted Deanna at her home and told her that you were coming. She told me to come pick you and take you her home."

"Okay, I am happy that my cousin trusts you in taking us to her place," Nick smiled.

They left the airport and followed Serena to her car. Nick put his and Sara's suitcases in the trunk. As soon as everyone was settled into the car, Serena drove them to Deanna's. On the way, they talked about various things, including Nigel Crane's escape from a Nevada prison. When they arrived at Deanna's place, they got out of the car, Nick took out the luggage and the three of them walked towards the door. Since Nick was related to Deanna, he volunteered to ring the doorbell. The door opened to reveal a young woman dressed in black slacks and a purple paisley print blouse. Her long hair was in a pony tail. Nick scanned her and saw she was wearing Tasmanian Devil slippers.

"Deanna, you are no longer in college," Nick chuckled.

"Nicholas Stokes, is that a way to greet your favorite cousin?" Deanna asked with a heavy Louisiana twang in her voice. "By the way, these slippers are comfortable. Here's an FYI for you, not all college students wear these and not everyone who does is in college. Aren't going to introduce me to your friend and come in?"

"Deanna, this is my girlfriend and fellow Vegas CSI Sara Sidle," Nick smiled. "Sara, this is my favorite cousin Deanna Giroux-O'Hara."

"Sara, it's a pleasure to finally meet the woman who I hope will take my cousin Nicky off the eligible bachelors list in both Dallas and Vegas," Deanna said. "My entire family was in Dallas this past Christmas spending it with Cousin Jillian and the rest of the Stokes family. I was sitting with Nicky and he told me about you. I told him that if Sara is so special that he has to introduce us. Come on in, we have two guests rooms here for you. Serena, you can go back to the station. Tell Anderson I'll be there in about an hour."

Serena nodded and waved to them before she left. Nick and Sara entered the house and Deanna closed the door. She took them to the living room and gave them the cue to sit on the couch as she sat on the sofa.

"To what do I owe this visit?" Deanna asked.

"Has a Nigel Crane made any contact with you, Zach or the girls?" Nick asked with deep concern.

"You told me about him when you came here to visit me after you suffered a few injuries during an investigation," Deanna replied. "I heard that he was in a Nevada prison for killing a young woman and a psychic. Nicky, what are you getting at?"

"He escaped from prison recently," he told her. "Our supervisor told us that he was going to Seattle."

"Nicky, I received a phone call from a man claiming to be a friend of yours," she said with a hint of fright in her voice. "He said that he wanted to torture me like he did you."

"Dee Marie, you know that none of my friends would ever pull shit like that," he shrugged. "Maybe Greg Sanders would have tried to pick up a married woman by phone! Of course, Zach and I would have to kick his ass for that! I'm glad you told me about this. I have to brief you about that man. It's Nigel that called you. He worked for a company called Luna Cable in Vegas. He installed my digital cable system a few years ago. I made the mistake of talking to him for hours. That made him assume we were friends, but we weren't. He started to stalk a young woman named Jane Galloway. He made her live in fear until he killed her. He followed me around when Warrick Brown and I went to his place. Warrick left me alone to take a phone call while I investigated this guy's place. I found a trail of red drops that led to a bottom cabinet that I checked out. There was a latex glove covered with that red stuff. Nigel snuck up behind me, I turned around and he threw me out of the second story window."

"That's how you suffered the concussion, two cracked ribs, sprained wrist and a cut on the forehead that required five stitches!" Deanna said.

"Has he been living in your attic?" he asked.

"No, with my attic, are you joking?" she asked. "There is so much shit that Zach and I have put in there that I doubt a person could ever live there. Why do you ask?"

"He likes to hang out or live in attics," he replied. "He lived in his own and hung out at Ms. Galloway's and mine. He drilled holes to have his sick voyeuristic fantasies. He also got his kicks out of filming his unsuspecting subjects and himself."

"That Nigel Crane didn't need prison," she said. "He needed to be committed for the rest of his life in some psych ward."

"Deanna, you should have a look at your ceilings," Sara interjected. "I know that from what you told us about your attic, but it's better to be safe than sorry."

"We'll do that when we get back here," Deanna said and received strange looks from her cousin and Sara. "You are coming with me to the Seattle Crime Lab. Remember Nicky, it's my Sequoia, I get to choose the music. We are leaving as soon as I change from my slipper to my shoes. Zach already took the girls to day care on his way to work."

"I would never complain about Deep Purple, The Eagles, Black Sabbath, Led Zeppelin, The Cure, Depeche Mode or A Flock of Seagulls," Nick chuckled and got glares from his cousin and girlfriend.

"Why did you call her Dee Marie?" Sara asked Nick.

"That's one of her nicknames," he explained. "Marie is her middle name. I am the only one who is allowed to call her that. Jason called her 'Dee Marie' and she beat him up for that."

Ten minutes later, Deanna, Nick and Sara were in Deanna's Sequoia. 'Smoke Over Water' by Deep Purple was playing in the CD player. The 29 year old driver and her 34 year old passengers were singing along to the famous guitar riffs and shouting 'Smoke Over Water'. Nick was clapping his hands while Sara was humming. They were having a little fun before arriving at the crime lab.

TBC

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