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Chapter one
Gil Grissom was sitting at his desk thinking of his latest case. He had heard that the suspect was now heading towards Massachusetts capital city, Boston.
He, Sara, Warrick, Nick, Catherine and Greg were getting ready to go to the city and meet the cops there.
"Good after noon. Welcome to our flight to Boston. We will try our best to make you comfortable on our trip. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have. Thank you and please enjoy the flight." The flight attendants voice rang through the plane.
"Well this should be fun." Grissom said sarcastically.
Sara, who was sitting on one side of him laughed and Catherine, who was on the other side just rolled her eyes.
Once they were in Boston, they met a man with a badge waiting for them.
"Gil Grissom?" He asked.
"That's me." Grissom said.
"Detective Woody Hoyt BPD, I'm here to escort you to the newest crime." The man looked no older than thirty four (Grissom was VERY good at telling ages from looking at people).
Once they got to the scene there was a stunning woman there. She was by the body and had a badge. She had brown hair that was pulled back into a messy ponytail.
"Jordan." Woody called, "This is Gil Grissom, Nick Stokes, Catherine Willows, Sara Sidle, Warrick Brown and Greg Sanders."
Jordan walked over, "I'm sorry but nobody told me about them." Jordan said with her usual bluntness.
Sara pulled out her ID, "Las Vegas CSI." She told her.
Jordan pulled out her own ID, "Boston ME's office. Welcome to Boston, do you want me to introduce myself from the beginning or can I go back to my job?" Jordan snapped.
"Jordan calm down!" Woody snapped back.
"Sorry but you know I really like finishing my job so that I can go get all the damn paper work that comes with it done!" Jordan, feeling quite happy with herself turned on her heel and left.
"Sorry about that. Jordan has a tendency to be a little snappy." Woody apologized.
"That's all right. Sara you need to calm down too. She isn't used to us and we all need to do our jobs." Grissom told her.
"Woody! I found an ID!" Jordan called, "Oh yeah! You guys should ALL see this!"
Woody walked over, "Good job Jordan. You can relax now."
"Woody stop it you know that I won't stop until this bastard is behind bars." Jordan said, "Okay... Levidity is set... she's been dead around... five hours. I'll have to take her back to the morgue to tell you everything."
"Okay. Catherine, Warrick and Nick, you take the perimeter, Greg, Sara, you take the evidence around and near the body, Jordan, you and I can take the body." Grissom told her as she looked at them with wide eyes, surprised that they all did everything that he said.
"Wow... If I was like that Garret would NEVER have to worry about anything ever again and he would never have another thorn in his ass." Jordan looked at Woody as she said that.
For some reason, Grissom thought, Woody thought that this was funny.
At the morgue Jordan walked in as if she owned the place and started looking for her friends. "Nige! Bug! Come here please!" She called down the hall.
Grissom was surprised at the two men he saw. He had almost never seen anybody like them. The tall one was British Grissom found out quickly, he had shoulder length black hair. The shorter one was Middle Eastern, he had short hair, actually it looked like Nicks hair.
"Yeah luv? What did you... Hello." Nigel purred at Catherine.
"Hi. Catherine Willows, Las Vegas CSI." Catherine smiled.
"Nigel Townsend, pleased to meet you."
"Mahesh Vijayaraghavensatyanaryanamurthy, but you can all call me Bug. What's your name?" He asked Sara.
"Sara Sidle, Vegas CSI." She smiled.
"These two are the ones that you would call or come see if you have any questions. Bug is an expert on well... bugs. Nigel knows almost everything, but together they are unstoppable." Jordan smiled at her two, now blushing friends, "Oh yeah!" Jordan ran out the door and came back five minutes later.
"This is Dr. Garret Macy. Chief ME in Boston, and my 'bestest girlfriend'" Jordan said as she started laughing, "We have one more member of our team but she's busy at the moment. I'll go see when she'll be done and you can start with all the evidence on the body. I wanna catch this bitch ASAP." Jordan walked out the door and the lead man followed her.
"Dr. Cavanaugh!" He called.
"Mr. Grissom. Call me Jordan Ok?"
"Alright, Jordan. Gil Grissom." He told her.
"I know. Did you need anything?"
"Yes. I was wondering why you are so determined to put this man away. I mean you must see hundreds of dead bodies but why is this one so important?" Grissom asked in his Grissom kind of way.
"I want to get this guy because he has killed 17, dark haired, brown eyed, tall women. I don't want for me or your 'Sara' to be the next victims. I especially don't want it to be Sara."
"Why not? You don't seem very concerned about yourself there Jordan."
"Gil, I have been in many, many tough situations. I don't even worry about them any more. I worry about Sara, and even Catherine. I worry about Lily, I worry about all the people I care about and their friends." Jordan told him.
"Who is it that you care about to make us some of the people that you care about?"
"What?" Jordan asked, not really understanding Gil.
"Who is it that you care about to make you want to look out for us?" He asked.
"The women who could die. That's who." Jordan told him as she turned and left.
"Jordan leave on you?" A sudden voice scared Grissom and he turned quickly.
"Ah, Dr. Macy. Yes, does she do that a lot?"
"If Jordan is worried or if she respects you, she won't listen to a damn thing you say." Garret smiled at Grissom.
"Oh..." Gil went into deep thinking mode as Sara walked out.
"Hey. I'm going for a walk. Do you know where Jordan is? I just want to see if she wants to go too." Sara smiled at Garret.
"Yeah, she went to the break room to find Lily. You can wait in her office and I'll send her along." Garret told the pretty dark haired, dark eyed woman.
"Thank you." Sara told him graciously as she left.
"Jordan!" Sara called when she saw Jordan there.
"Hi Sara. What do you need?" Jordan asked.
"Wanna go out for a walk? I really don't wanna go by myself and everyone else is busy so I thought that you might want to go with me?"
"Sure. I know this great park just down by the ocean. It's really nice, I run there a lot. Just let me tell Garret that I'm going and we can get outta here." Jordan smiled.
"You tell your boss that you're leaving?" Sara asked, shocked.
"Yeah... What? Do not look at me like that Sara!" Jordan laughed.
"I... I can't believe that!" Sara laughed back.
"Hey, Gar? I'm going for a walk. See you in half hour." Jordan walked out before even hearing her bosses answer.
They walked down to the park where Woody and Jordan had run the day Woody got shot. They even stopped under the same bridge.
Sara threw out her coffee in the trash can and Jordan followed suit.
"Do you run?" Jordan asked.
"Yeah, sometimes." She smiled.
"Race you... three kilometers?" Jordan smiled.
"Ok... on your mark, get set, GO!" Sara and Jordan took off running towards the three K mark.
At the 3 K mark
Jordan crossed it one step before Sara. "Good... (Breath) job... (Breath) Sara." Jordan smiled.
"You... (Breath) too." She smiled back.
The two women walked to a less used part of the park.
"This place is creepy..." Sara told Jordan.
"I know... I really don't like it all that much but it's fun to walk through, it makes me a little more conscious..." Suddenly she thought. 'Serial killer, less used area of park, women, late thirty's, brown hair, 5" 6', Oh god...' "Sara, we gotta get outta here!" Jordan sounded worried.
"Why?" Sara looked confused.
"Because, this is the place where the serial killer that we've been investigating picks his victims!"
"What?" Sara's eyes opened wide.
"Ye- LOOK OUT! BEHIND YOU SARA!" Sara began to turn when the man put chloroform over her mouth, Jordan ran up to them and tried to hit him when he pinned her down and covered her mouth, the last thing she remembered was screaming Woody's name and hearing the killer whisper in her ear, "He's not coming."