A Nightmare in Seattle

Pairing: Sara and Nick (Snickers)

Nigel continues to scope Deanna's neighborhood and reflects on what he did. Meanwhile, Deanna, Nick and Sara find out the results from their investigation of Chelsea's house and backyard.

A/N: I apologize for taking a long time to update this story. I have been busy with school and my other stories. Sometimes, the creative juices don't flow when you want and/or need them. I'll try to get a new chapter posted ASAP, but I can't really promise how long it will take. Thank you for your understanding.

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

The Scoping and the Waiting

Nigel walked down the street looking for the next person to have a little fun with. He had a devilish smile celebrating looking at Chelsea as she was in the bathroom. A short moment later, his disgustingly happy mood turned to disappointment since he tried to get close to Deanna Giroux-O'Hara and couldn't. He also saw her walking with her cousin and his girlfriend.

"Nick's cousin is very beautiful," Nigel mumbled to himself. "What is she doing being married to that guy who works for the Seattle District Attorney's office? Who is that girl with Nick beside that Deanna?"

He found a place to rest and still do his twisted people watch. He didn't want to get closer to the O'Hara home, that would have to wait until the perfect moment. Right now, he was just scoping around this neighborhood. He saw a young couple with a little girl and the woman was visibly pregnant. There was a young woman wearing spandex jogging to her house singing along to a song playing on her I-Pod.

"What a bunch of walking pukes!" he mumbled.

After a while he went to a wooded area and fell asleep. Several hours later, he was awoken by police sirens and loud footsteps. He sat up and wondered what was going on. Two police officers and one of Deanna's neighbors approached him.

"Mrs. Klein, are you sure this is the man that has been harassing your neighbors?" one of the cops asked.

"This is the guy," Mrs. Klein made a positive identification. "I am sure if you talk to my other neighbors, but I am sure they'll tell you the same thing."

"Sir, we are taking you to the station," another cop said. "We aren't arresting you, but we would to ask you a few questions."

The officers brought Nigel to the patrol car and took him to the station. Mrs. Klein stood there and sighed in relief that the neighborhood was 'safe' from this stalker. She should call Deanna at work to let her know that the creep was caught. On the way to the station, Nigel was smiling and relaxed. He didn't speak during the ride, but thought about Nick and Deanna.

Seattle Crime Lab Break Room

Nick, Sara and Deanna were sitting in the break room drinking coffee and eating chocolate chunk cookies. They were talking and laughing, but at the same time were waiting nervously for the results of their evidence collection.

"I'll check and see what's going on," Deanna said as she stormed out of the break room.

"I'm coming with you!" Nick yelled as he played catch up to his cousin. "Sara, come with us now! Deanna is on the warpath and we need to be with her or a tech gets roughed up or killed!"

Nick and Sara found her talking to someone in trace about some orange fibers that she and Nick found at the pervert's tree.

"Mr. Stokes, you have finally joined your cousin in this little meeting," a trace tech said. "I also see that Ms. Sidle has just arrived. You have just saved me from repeating what I had found."

"Whitney, do you have the results of the orange fibers Nick and I found around that tree?" Deanna asked.

"Yes, I do, my friend," the younger woman smiled. "It turns out that it comes from a prison uniform. I did some research on which jurisdiction would have that color and it is from a prison in Nevada."

Nick felt his jaw clenched, but calmed down when Deanna gave him a calming look.

"If there was any DNA on the fibers," Sara said. "Were you able to extract it from the fibers and allow the DNA tech to process and find out who it belongs to?"

"Yes, I swabbed the fibers and sent it to DNA," Whitney calmly replied. "I also took the liberty of finding a match of those fingerprints on AFIS. I am happy to report that I found a match. The prints belong to a Nigel Crane, an inmate at a Nevada prison."

"He's supposed to serve two consecutive life sentences for two counts of first degree murder," Nick explained. "Suddenly, he escaped prison and has a fascination with my cousin."

"We'll go over to DNA," Deanna said. "Thanks, Whitney!"

"You're welcome," she said as Sara, Deanna and Nick left the lab.

Deanna strutted down the hallway with her cousin and his girlfriend. She nearly crashed into a nerdy looking young man on his way somewhere. He smiled when he saw who almost collided with him.

"Deanna, it's a good thing that we almost bumped into each other," he smirked. "I have something very important to share with you. I assume that this is your cousin Nick Stokes and his girlfriend and colleague Sara Sidle from the Las Vegas Crime Lab."

"Yes, we are," Nick beamed. "I assume that my cousin's colleagues might have said something about Sara and I being here."

"Athena the blabbermouth mentioned it while doing her investigation on this psychotic escapee," the man said. "I am Adam by the way."

"Since I have you here, Adam," Deanna beamed. "Do you have the results?"

"If you three step into my office," Adam said. "I shall reveal all!"

"He's a little on the weird side," Deanna whispered to Nick. "Nevertheless, the kid is very talented."

"It's obvious," Nick tried to suppress a chuckle.

When they arrived at the DNA lab, Adam invited the three to sit on the stools around the lab space. He stood in front of them and had a presentation set up for them.

"I received a lot of evidence that was collected," Adam started the lecture. "I processed and analyzed everything the Deanna and Nick gave me. I ran it through CODIS to see if the DNA's owner was in the database. Are you ready for what I found?"

"Adam, we have been waiting like an eternity for our results," Sara hissed. "We got an answer from Trace, but we want to hear what you have to say."

"CODIS had a match and it is escaped convict Nigel Crane," Adam replied.

"Spare us his biography," Nick said. "Sara and I know about this psycho. I especially know firsthand about him since he stalked and nearly killed me twice."

"Nicky, as soon as we find this fucking psychotic bastard," Deanna tried to calm her cousin. "The District Attorney's office will make sure that he never escapes from prison again."

"I hope you are right, Dee Marie," Nick shook his head. "I hope you are right!"

"Adam, thank you for giving us the answers," Sara said. "I am going to find out about those impressions that my boyfriend and his cousin made on that footprint."

"Sara, you aren't going without me showing you where it is!" Deanna shouted as Sara walked out of the lab.

"Dee Marie, when Sara is on a roll," Nick chuckled, his mood lightened for the first time since returning to the lab from Chelsea's house. "She can't be stopped so easily."

"I hate to think about what she will do that tech," Deanna shrugged.

"Let's get there before she does anything she'll regret," Nick said.

Adam just shook his head and laughed after Nick and Deanna left his lab.

Seattle Police Department – Interrogation Room

Two polices officers and Detective Cameron were sitting around at the table with Nigel. They weren't getting anywhere with his answers to their questions. Detective Cameron was wondering if this man belong to a psychiatric hospital, not in a prison.

"I am one," Nigel said. "Who am I? I am one, who am I? I am one, who am I?"

"Sir, why were you sleeping in the woods?" the female police officer asked, her patience obviously waning. "I have not gotten a satisfactory answer from you!"

"I am one," Nigel repeated. "Who am I? I am one, who am I? I am one, who am I?"

"Cameron, let this man go," the younger male police officer insisted. "I don't think we can hold him for sleeping in the woods."

"Becky, escort this man out of the room and have Serena and Paul help you keep an eye on him," Cameron said. "I am going to have a word with Mason."

"Sure, come here, sir," Becky sighed as they left the room.

"Mason, what the hell is the matter with you?" Cameron was livid. "That man is a convicted murderer who escaped from a Nevada prison. He stalked, attacked and nearly killed twice a cousin of one my CSIs and killed two people. He is a threat to any society."

"He seems to be harmless," Mason almost stammered and received an angry glare from Cameron. "Okay, he repeated those six words 'I am one, who am I' too many times to count."

"Still, I want that man off the streets of Seattle," Cameron insisted. "Check him into one of the mental hospitals for the night. Maybe they can figure out what to do with him afterwards. Have Serena, Paul and Becky help escort him there."

Mason left the room and told his three colleagues about Cameron's wishes. They took Nigel to a facility in the outskirts of Seattle. Becky and Paul left to go to Becky's Sienna while Serena and Mason made sure that Nigel was sent to his assigned room. At least the city of Seattle, especially the O'Hara family and their neighbors, will be safe for the time being.

TBC