A Nightmare in Seattle

Pairing: Sara and Nick (Snickers)

Someone in the crime lab is distributing two Deanna-related articles. One of them is an article from the department monthly newsletter and the other is an article about her mother. Another reveals a famous ancestor of Deanna's.

Disclaimer: I don't own Nick, Sara, or any other CSI: Vegas character. I own the character Deanna and the other Seattle CSIs. As far I know, I don't think King Louis XIV of France has any descendants, either through his legitimate or illegitmate bloodlines, living in the USA.

The Articles and a Slapped A/V Tech

Deanna, Sara and Nick went to the crime lab when they heard chatting and laughter coming from the break room. Suddenly, Deanna looked at the bulletin board and was livid at what she saw.

"Oh no, they didn't!" Deanna snapped. "I will have their heads for this! I will shove red hot pokers up their asses!"

"Deanna, calm down," Nick said. "What did they do?"

"Look at this!" she hissed.

"Shit! It's the 'Where Are They Now' article featuring Stephanie Patterson-Giroux from one of those fashion magazines," Nick calmly looked at it. "Deanna's name and age are highlighted. Oh great, Deanna has been featured in an article. I have a feeling Nigel is behind this."

"First let me say that Nigel has gone too far," Sara said between her teeth. "Deanna, how does he know that through your paternal grandfather, you can trace your ancestry to King Louis XIV of France?"

"Nobody outside of Louisiana, Zach, the girls, my in-laws and Nick's family are supposed to know this," Deanna whined. "My wonderful brother decided to trace our genealogy and open an account with one those family history websites. I theorize that maybe Nigel wanted to do research on Nick's genealogy and through my cousin and Nick's mom Jillian Stokes he saw that she is related to my mom. He probably decided to look up my dad's history after seeing my mom's and found something very interesting about that side of the family."

"Are you or your brother going to inherit the crown if France ever restores its aristocracy?" Sara asked.

"I doubt it," Deanna shrugged. "I am a descendant of one of Louis' bastard sons. That makes me a bastard in a way."

"Dee Marie, you are a beautiful, strong, smart and kind person," Nick said. "Really, just because you are descended from a king's bastard child, doesn't make you a bastard."

"Nicky, do you still have enough butter for that toast?" Deanna asked with a chuckle.

"You and Sara are some ways alike," Nick smiled.

Sara and Nick followed a very livid Deanna to the break room where Athena and another CSI were looking at copies of the two articles in question.

"Deanna Marie Giroux-O'Hara or should I call you Princess Deanna?" the male CSI asked. "I didn't know you're a descendant of King Louis XIV of France."

"That information was supposed to be private!" Deanna hissed.

"You should have shared that fascinating information about yourself in one of those annual retreats at San Juan Island," Athena said.

"The article in the department newsletter says that you like to write short stories and poetry," the young man looked at the article.

"Yeah, well I also keep a journal," Deanna's patience was wearing thin. "I am sorry, but I have to confiscate all copies, shred them and find the fucking troll behind this."

"The fucking troll is our A/V tech," Athena said. "Deanna, go easy on him."

Deanna grabbed the two copies and went around taking down other copies. Nick and Sara helped with the shred while she was a woman on a mission. She found the A/V tech watching surveillance videos collected from a crime scene.

"Deanna, what do you want?" he asked.

"I want to talk to you," she said calmly while restraining the urge to kill him.

"Sure, what is this all about?" he asked.

"You know damn well what this is about!" she yelled with a thick Louisiana accent. "The fashion magazine's 'Where Are They Now' article about my mom the former model. Also the article from our in house newsletter revealing a royal ancestor on my dad's side of the family."

"You should be proud of your family heritage, Deanna," he said.

"I am too fucking proud of my family," she hissed. "I have one more thing to say to you. Get your grubby paws and face out of my genealogy. It's none of your damn business who I am descended from. I am living my life and doing a job that I love. Capisci?"

"Whatever you say, Princess," he said and she slapped him in the face.

"I'm sorry about that," she apologized. "Don't you ever call me Princess again! By the way, don't tell anyone I slapped you. You really had it coming now!"

Before he could say something, she left to find Nick and Sara. She didn't have to go far to find them since she bumped into her cousin.

"Dee Marie, are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she lied.

"Deanna, I am your cousin," he said. "I know when you are lying or telling the truth."

"Okay, I went after the A/V tech and confronted him about his distribution," she sighed. "I told him to butt out of my family history and slapped him."

"You actually slapped a tech," Sara said in shock. "Deanna, I should bring you to Vegas to slap Hodges around and maybe Ecklie."

"I would rather slap that Nigel Crane freak several times to get rid of all the delusionsfrom his head," Deanna smirked.

Alan Sakai came running to the three almost frantic.

"Whoa, Alan, where's the fire?" Nick asked.

"A young woman living a few blocks away from Deanna saw a strange looking man staring at her while she was in the shower," Alan said catching his breath.

"Did she say that he was looking at her through the attic?" Deanna asked.

"No, he was in a tree and saw her showering," Alan said with disgust in his voice.

"Let's go and talk to her," Nick said.

TBC