CHAPTER 2
A/N: So on Monday night, I watched Las Vegas, and I really like it hah it's a fun, silly show and yeahh, okay so anyways I know a LITTLE more about the characters in it now, but still not too much so if you're a Las Vegas fan, don't get mad at me ha, and I know all the main characters names now and will be using them, and of course I don't own anything or anyone except the murder plotline (you know, in case anyone had the idea that I did.) Also, I am making up a ton of stuff with the entire casino scene because seeing as I'm only fourteen, I've never been in a casino, and also if anything with the stuff I'm putting about Sam and Catherine conflicts with stuff the show has said, sorry!
PS: My parents got the bright idea that I need to get out more and do more physical activity and thus are minimizing my internet time and even talking about taking my computer out of my room, so if that should occur (and I'm praying it won't!) I will have to take more time in between updates and such. Thanks!
PS: (Sorry for the HUGE note) In this story, I'm going to say Lindsay is about fourteen.
"What have we got?" Catherine asked as Grissom entered the break room.
"Only one case tonight." Grissom answered, still observing the piece of paper in his hand. "Apparently it's attracting a lot of media attention. Suspicious cics at the Montecito Hotel and Casino and we've got some people from Boston down there already that are to be helping us with the scene, since the case started there and ended here."
"So we're all on it?" Nick wondered.
"Yeah." Grissom nodded. "Meet you there in about twenty minutes." And with that, he left the room.
"That was a bit… confusing." Warrick shrugged as soon as Grissom left.
"So someone died in Boston, and it links to this scene at the Montecito Hotel and Casino and since the killer started in Boston, they've sent people down to work on it with us?" Sara tried to clarify.
"Looks that way to me." Catherine nodded. "CSI's from Boston, I wonder?"
"I guess." Greg nodded.
"I hate working with other CSI's" Sara complained, "They never know what they're doing."
"Well, I'm glad we're going into this with such a positive attitude." Warrick chuckled.
"Shut-up." Sara teased, rolling her eyes.
"It is sort of true." Greg shrugged.
"Oo, Mr. Big-shot-CSI level one talking here." Nick joked.
"As much as I hate to break up this argument, we should get going." Catherine pointed out, and with that, everyone filed out of the break room and towards the parking garage.
After arguing over who was driving who to the Montecito, the team finally arrived to find the hotel swarming with reporters, their vehicles and tech teams. Making it into the building took longer than they would have liked seeing as questions were being thrown at them left or right, and even if they had wanted to, and were allowed, to give out information to the media, they had no information other than there were specific circs and Boston was involved, which the media already knew, without a doubt. "Hi, I'm Sam Marquez." A beautiful brunette greeted them with a big smile.
"Gil Grissom." He shook her hand as the rest of the team filed in. "So what is it exactly that we've got here? We were told suspicious circs…"
"Well, I'm not really too involved in the whole crime fighting part of the casino… but we have a body that was killed in Boston and one of their suspects in a triple homicide, but let me get Danny down here to tell you more." Sam suggested.
"Thanks." Grissom nodded, turning back to where his team was gathered meters away from him. "Okay guys, well we've got a body in the hotel somewhere that was killed in Boston. We need to know how someone got a dead body in here, who got the dead body in here, and if it links to a certain suspect in a Boston triple homicide."
"Got it." Warrick nodded. "Do we know where the body is?"
"No, she's gone to check with someone, she isn't 'involved with the whole crime fighting part of the casino'."
"Right." Catherine smiled. "Does she have a name?"
"Oh, Sam Marquez." Grissom shrugged. Catherine's smile grew bigger and she walked around Grissom to approach the woman he'd been talking to.
"Sam?" Catherine asked.
"Now Danny." Sam finished up her phone conversation before spinning around. "Cat?" She smiled, snapping her phone shut. "Where have you been, I haven't seen you in like, a million years!"
"I know, well I've been busy." Catherine shrugged as the two women embraced in a hug. The rest of the team was watching curiously as Catherine interacted with someone she obviously had a pleasant history with. "And I see you have too." Catherine observed, looking around the casino.
"Yeah, it's been going good here." Sam nodded, "How's Linds doing?"
"Oh she's good, getting older by the minute…" Catherine shook her head with a smile.
"I haven't seen her since she was like two years old." Sam approximated, "We should get together sometime."
"Definitely." Catherine agreed. She followed Sam's gaze which had moved from her to something over her shoulder, and spotted Danny. "Nice."
"Yeah, he's great, we've been together for about two months now." Sam smiled dreamily at her boyfriend.
"That's awesome Sam." Catherine was happy for her old friend.
"Danny!" Sam called, and Danny's head immediately spun in her direction and he changed paths. "This is Catherine Willows,"
"Hi," Catherine shook his hand.
"I'm Danny McCoy." He smiled, "What brings you here?"
"Oh, I'm with the crime lab." Catherine explained, gesturing towards where Grissom and the rest of the team were standing.
"Ah, well I'm security, here to debrief you." Danny said, starting to walk in the direction of the team.
"Crime lab?" Sam mouthed behind Danny's back.
"Long story." Catherine mouthed back, and Sam nodded, making a gesture with Catherine interpreted as, we'll talk later.
"I'm Danny McCoy, hotel security, the body's upstairs in suite 2337."
"I'm Gil Grissom, this is Warrick Brown, Sara Sidle, Greg Sanders, Nick Stokes and I think you've already met Catherine Willows." He nodded to each member of his team in turn.
"Alright, so if you just want to follow me, I can also introduce you to the crew from Boston."
"CSI's from Boston?" Sara asked.
"Well, not really." Danny didn't know exactly how to go about explaining what his three Boston friends did, "You've got Woody Hoyt, he's a homicide detective, Nigel Townsend, who is a medical examiner and criminologist, and then Jordan Cavanaugh. Jordan is well she's one of a kind." Danny smirked. "You'll see when you meet her, but technically, she's a medical examiner."
"Okay…" Greg whispered to Sara with a confused glance.
"We'll see when we meet her." Sara smirked back at him. Greg rolled his eyes and they continued following Danny through the casino until they reached the suites. Danny pulled out his phone and dialed a few numbers.
"Cavanaugh." Jordan answered.
"Jordan, meet me in suite 2337 as soon as you and Nigel can, alright? CSI team from Vegas just arrived and Woody's meeting us there."
"Sure, well, we're already sort of there, so we'll see you when you get here." Jordan explained, flipping her phone shut.
"What do you mean…? Jordan?" He sighed and put his phone away too. "Right this way."
"Suite 2337." Nick read as they approached the area blocked off with yellow crime scene tape. Ducking under it, they entered the scene which was neat, for a crime scene, that is. The first thing they noticed after the body was a tall, slim brunette and an even taller black haired man. "I'm Jordan Cavanaugh, Boston ME's office." She introduced herself right away, "And this is Nigel Townsend, also of the Boston ME's office."
"Well, I'm Gil Grissom, Las Vegas Crime Lab, and this is my team, also from the Las Vegas Crime Lab, Sara Sidle, Catherine Willows, Nick Stokes, Warrick Brown and Greg Sanders."
"Oh, you're that guy Bug is always talking about." Nigel made a connection after a minute of pondering where he'd heard the name Gil Grissom before.
"Bug?" Catherine wondered.
"Well, we call him Bug, he's our entomologist, and it's a hell of a lot easier to say than his real name, Mahesh Virjaragahavensatyanaryanamurthy."
"Yeah." Greg nodded; he knew he wouldn't want to have to say whatever she just said on a regular basis.
"So what do you know so far about the crime scene?" Sara asked, getting down to business.
"Well, we know this is our vic, Tony Lawrence, 34, resides in Las Vegas, well resided until we found approximately eight pints of his blood in a Boston home last week."
"So the body wasn't there when you got to the scene?" Nick asked.
"No, it had been taken, moved, we didn't know there was a third body until we realized that all of the blood samples collected weren't our two victims and we had had a third. Ran it and got a match to Tony Lawrence." Nigel explained.
"Okay, have you started processing yet?" Catherine inquired.
"Nope, we were just doing our preliminary findings on the deceased." Jordan answered. "Hey Woods!" She called to a man who was entering the room. "This is Woody Hoyt, homicide detective from Boston."
"Hey, and we'll do names later because right now, we've got another body and guys matching our three suspects plus another new suspect we didn't find traces of in Boston were described fleeing the scene."
"Where's the new body?" Warrick asked.
"Up in suite 4583." Woody answered.
"So half of us will go up there, half of us will stay down here." Greg suggested.
"Sounds good to me." Jordan agreed, "I'll go up, you stay down Nige." He nodded.
"I'll go upstairs with Sara and Greg, Catherine, Warrick, Nick, you stay down here, got it?" Grissom instructed and followed Jordan out of the room, Sara and Greg close behind.
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