A Nightmare in Seattle

Pairing: Sara and Nick (Snickers)

Nigel is in sitting in the interrogation room while Nick, Sara, Deanna, Zach and a few others watch on the other end of the window. Several murders in a few states and an attack in prison come into light.

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

An Interrogation and A Conspiracy

Deanna, Nick, Sara and Zach were in the observation area of the interrogation room. Athena, Alan and few other CSIs had joined them. Their eyes were glued to the one way window and the actions on the other side. Nick got up and walked a few inches and sat next to Deanna who had tears streaming down her face.

"I can't believe he murdered Mr. and Mrs. Blake to get their gun," Deanna said after learning about what Nigel did during his escape. "There were a very kind and generous couple. When Zach and I moved to the neighborhood from our somewhat cramped apartment after Amber was born, they helped us. Mrs. Blake made us a few casseroles, a pecan pie and bourbon brownies so we didn't have to rummage frantically for our kitchen ware. Their youngest daughter recently passed her bar exam in Illinois. They had a party for her and invited the entire neighborhood as well as her friends."

"Deanna, the crime labs in Portland, Oregon and Boise, Idaho have already linked him to a triple homicide and a rape/murder respectively," Sara shook her head. "Nick and I just contacted our boss and we found our Nigel attacked a fellow inmate for no apparent reason."

"That son of a bitch will be in federal prison for the rest of his fucking miserable life," Zach tried to make his wife feel better. "One of my colleagues told me that she'll handle this since I am too close to this. She is going to make sure that he will serve the additional life sentences consecutively."

"There is more than enough evidence to have his ass convicted in a few states," Nick shrugged.

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

"I know that he has a more extensive vocabulary than 'I am one, who am I?'. He practically shot that psychotic mouth of his off," Deanna heavily sighed. "Why can't that stupid freak of nature answer any of Cameron's questions properly?"

"Dee Marie, for someone who got her degrees in biochemistry and psychology," Nick slightly chuckled. "You sure don't understand Nigel's mind."

"After witnessing that son of bitch nearly killing Zach and possibly all of us," Deanna hissed. "I think I have a pretty good idea what his state of mind."

"He should do the Pacific Northwest, Nevada and the rest of the country and maybe the rest of the world a favor," Zach said. "Once he is back in prison, he should stay there forever."

"I am one," Nigel repeated from the other side of the window. "Who am I? I am one, who am I? I am one, who am I?"

Nick cringed when he saw Nigel try to get up from table in an attempt to see who was looking at him. He remembered the last time that he had to see his stalker do the same thing in Vegas. Unlike the first time when he was in a pain pill induced haze, Nick was completely lucid, but slightly tired. He was grateful for that difference those three and a half years had made since he wanted to be there for his favorite cousin and her family.

He thought about the first time he met her when he was five years old and she was about four months old. Stephanie brought her husband Samuel, then three old Jason and infant Deanna to Dallas to visit her cousin Jillian and her family. Nick played with Jason for a while, but his curiosity led him to the baby girl that was sleeping in the cradle his mom provided. Stephanie saw him gently touch the baby's cheek with his finger and was greeted with a tiny smile from the infant. When Jillian learned of the connection made, she told him that baby Deanna likes him. Nick often thought of Jason as a major pain in the ass growing up, but Deanna and her younger sisters were mostly the opposite.

"Nick, they are taking Nigel out here in restraints," Deanna said. "He's got an entourage of police officers for everyone's safety. I don't know where they're taking him and I don't care."

"Just as long as he never harms, stalks or kills another human being," Nick added. "I know it won't bring back Jane Galloway, Morris Pearson, that woman in Boise, those three people in Portland or your kindhearted neighbors. He will never set foot outside prison walls and/or grounds again and that makes me happy."

"It makes all of us happy that this creep will rot in prison, Nick," Alan smirked.

"I hate to spoil everyone's fun," Detective Cameron said. "We do have to get back to the lab and work on the final reports of this case."

Just as everyone left the observation area to go to the crime lab, Nick had an idea and ran with it.

"Sara, why don't you call Grissom and bring him up to date with the Nigel situation or crisis?" he asked. "I need to talk to Deanna and Zach about Nigel."

"I'll meet you in the break room," Sara smiled. "Have an interesting discussion."

"We will," he chuckled and left to catch up with Deanna and Zach.

Crime lab hallway

"Deanna, I need to talk with you and Zach about Sara," Nick huffed from running.

"What about Sara?" Zach asked.

"Let's go to the break room and I shall tell you," Nick smiled.

The three were sitting in the break room and slowly drinking some coffee. Deanna and Zach were waiting with anticipation over what Nick wanted to tell them.

"You know how much I love Sara," Nick started and received nods from his cousin and her husband. "I want to ask her to marry me, but I need your help."

"Nicky, it is pretty much obvious that you have it bad for her," Deanna beamed. "Zach and I will help you pull it off."

"Deanna, you promised to take Sara with you to your favorite day spa for a day of pampering," Zach reminded her. "While you ladies are getting spoiled, I can take Nick to our favorite jewelry store and he can pick out the perfect ring for Sara."

"I love it!" Nick grinned. "However, where should I propose to her?"

"I think our favorite gelateria would be wonderful place to propose," Deanna smiled. "We will have some gelato, sorbetto or coupe glacé there. When you are ready, Zach and I will talk with the owners about some nonsense."

"We are friends with the owners," Zach responded to Nick's confused expression. "Deanna, call the day spa and make an appointment for you and Sara for the day after tomorrow."

She nodded, got of the couch and went to make the call. As soon as she returned and reported the appointment, Sara was about to arrive at the break room. Nick had to look uncomfortable to make her think he was talking about Nigel with Deanna and Zach. She entered the room and winced at Nick's expression.

"I take the conversation was painful to deal with," Sara said.

"Like you wouldn't believe," Nick grimaced and snuck a wink at Deanna who returned one.

"We should be heading to Cameron's place," Deanna yawned. "I am tired and I can see you guys are. The four of us had a pretty rough day and we should rest. The girls are being taken care of by his kids."

Two hours later, they were sleeping in different rooms of the Cameron house. Mrs. Cameron checked on them and wondered what happened that made four people in either their late 20s or early to mid 30 so exhausted. Her husband finally came home, explained the situation and she smiled at Deanna's heroics. He also told her to let them rest for as long as they needed and she nodded in agreement.

TBC

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