Title: How could this happen to me?
Disclaimer: Sadly, I'm not in control of what gets written for CSI.
Spoilers: Could be anything
Chapter 1: The Night
Nick Stokes was having a really tough shift. His case had been about a mother beating her son to death because he didn't to his chores on time. He needed a distraction desperately.
"Hey Nick!" someone yelled from down the hall. Nick turned and saw that it was Greg, closely followed by Sara.
"Both of us have the night off, and we were wondering if you wanted to go to that new club on the strip with us?"
"Sure, I could use a little distraction. I'll meet you there."
Nick went to the locker room, changed his shirt, and went out to his car to drive to the club.
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Upon arriving at the club, Nick saw Greg and Sara sitting at the bar, and went up to sit with them.
Sara had an orange juice and Greg had a beer.
"Sara's our designated driver tonight," Greg commented. Nick snorted.
He raised his hand and the bar tender, a tall woman with a pretty face, came over to take his order. He asked for one beer, because he would be driving himself home that night.
A few minutes after that Greg asked Sara to dance. As they went off to the dance floor, Nick watched them with a smile on his face. The two of them had become very close during the last few months. So when they had announced that they were moving in together, he was not very surprised.
The woman came back with his drink right then, so he looked away from the happy couple to take a sip of his beer. It was already opened and poured into a glass for him.
As he took a sip, it occurred to Nick that the beer tasted different then the one he had ordered. But he decided not to make a fuss, as the bar was very busy and the hostess most likely would not like to be reprimanded about picking the wrong drink.
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Nick, Greg and Sara had a great night at the club. Nick knew that he could drive safely with two beers, so he had a second one. Again, it tasted different, but again, he said nothing to the bar tender.
After being at the club for several hours, the three friends decided it was time to go home. As they walked towards their cars, Nick swayed a little and put his hand on his car.
"Hey Nick watch it," said Greg. "How much did you have to drink tonight?"
"Just two beers and I know I can still drive safely. Stop mothering me," Nick was a little irritated that Greg was acting so concerned. It wasn't like he had had loads to drink that night.
Greg looked over at Sara for help.
"Seriously Nick, you don't look to steady on your feet. Maybe we should give you a ride home. I can drive you back here tomorrow to pick up your car."
"Once again, stop mothering me. I'm fine. I just had a hard day at work and need to sleep it off."
With that Nick jumped into his car and drove away, leaving a concerned Sara and Greg standing in the parking lot.
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As Nick drove home, he noticed that his vision was a little blurry, and he dismissed it as fatigue.
What he didn't notice was that his speedometer was slowly rising, going more and more about the speed limit. Another thing that he didn't notice was that he was coming close to the edge of the road, right near were a little girl was standing. Then suddenly he was jerked hard to the right. Then his whole world went black.
TBC
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Author's note: Sorry it took so long to get this started. I'm right in the middle of exams right now. I'll update as soon as I can. Please review.