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Chapter 10

From their first date, Katie and Nick started a very happy relationship, although still managing to keep it a secret from everyone they worked with. By day the two rendezvoused at their houses, went on outings as a loving couple or entertained Katie's father on day excursions to places; Nick and Tom bonded well and Katie was happy as her father seemed much more happier, as well as herself as she didn't have to carry such a burden by herself.

At work they tried to contain themselves, although the two could not abstain from sneaky glances to one another and the occasional 'brush' of the backside by 'accident', mostly on Nick's part. The two were happy to not have to explain to everyone their relationship, although Katie often wished she could since many females did enjoy flirting with Nick and all he could do was smile and take it - not she ever did hear him complain.

Katie walked into the break room to see all the CSI's getting ready for the nightly de-briefing.

"Sorry I'm late, I had to give Greg a sample of the blood I found at the crime scene last night," Katie said, seating herself opposite Nick at the table that everyone was sat around.

"Do you have any leads?" Grissom asked. Unbeknown to him, Nick was currently attempting to play footsie with Katie, although she was trying very hard to remain affected.

"Uh… yeah, a guy named Troy Newton, a local photographer. He was last seen with the victim before she disappeared." She quickly glanced at Nick to give him a 'what-the-hell-are-you-doing' look. He shrugged his shoulders and innocently smiled.

"OK, well you and Nick follow up that lead, Catherine and Warrick I want you to carry on with the dead body found in the nightclub and Sara and I shall take the call at a house on West Brompton Street. Ok, let's get going. There's evidence out there that is waiting to be collected."

Grissom and Sara left first, with Katie and Nick soon following behind. They went to the computer room to look on the database for an address for the suspect.

"You know, I want to kiss you so much right now," Nick commented, as he sat down and started typing into a computer search details.

Katie gave him a smile and a side-ways glance. "You know, anyone would think you were trying to expose us before. Distracting me when talking to Grissom, not funny."

Nick let out a chuckle, "Your face was priceless. Besides, I don't care if people know. I just want to be able to walk down the corridor and make out with you if I want to."

"Even when we decide to go public, there will be no chance of that. What would Conrad and Grissom say? No, we'll just wait a bit longer. Do you want people thinking it's a fluke and that I'm just another notch on your bedpost?" Nick looked slightly pained by the last comment and Katie saw this, immediately wishing she could take back her words. She checked to see that no one was watching and then gave Nick a quick kiss on the lips. "Happy?"

Nick gave her a toothy grin, "Yep. Bingo, Troy Newton, 241 St. Vincent Street, Las Vegas. Let's bring him in."

Nick went to find Brass while Katie stayed at the crime lab to collect the results of the evidence found on the dead model, Cassie, who was found lying on a rock in the middle of the desert last night. She walked down the corridor to Greg to collect her results when she realised it may have been a bad idea.

"Greg, I told you I needed those results ASAP! You wait three hours to give them to me and we might have let the killer go!" Catherine fumed at the lanky lab technician.

"Well, obviously someone's pms-ing. I said I'm sorry!" Greg retaliated.

"Maybe I should come back later," Katie said, unsure of whether to stay in such a hostile environment.

"No, it's ok, come on in," Catherine sighed, "Go get my results, Greg." Greg rolled his eyes and left the room, causing Catherine to grunt in frustration. "He infuriates me so much! He may be a bit of fun to the lab; he still has to do his job properly!"

"I don't think he's ever left puberty, to be honest." Catherine smiled. "Are you ok, Catherine? If there's anything you ever want to get off your chest, I'm here to listen."

"That's sweet of you but I'm fine. It 's just the usual trouble, Lindsay is at that moody teenager stage and it's rubbing off on me."

"She can't be as bad as me. I was a terror at that age. I barely said two words to my parents and I even tried to run away. I thought the whole world was against me!" she laughed as she remembered, "I even died my hair blue!"

"Blue! That is something I have to see!"

"At the time it really wasn't! It was like fluorescent blue and I thought I looked so cool. My parents nearly had a fit when they saw it… I may be able to find a picture," she winked.

Greg reappeared into the lab, interrupting their laughter. "Ok, for you Catherine, your results." She snatched them off him and mouthed a 'bye' to Katie before leaving.

"And finally we're alone," Greg said dramatically, "Have you come to rendezvous with me? Don't leave me hanging."

Katie rolled her eyes, "As riveted as I am by your melodramatic shenanigans, I've actually come for some work. Do you have the results from our dead vic, Cassie?"

"Ah, the young model. Shame, cut down in the prime of life."

"Just get on with it Greg."

"I love it when a woman dominates me." Greg saw the narrowing eyes of Katie and decided to move on, "Oookay, the blood spatters on her clothes matches her blood but also another person's DNA was there. And there was a specimen of semen on the girl's panties. The blood and semen have a match to a Troy Newton. He was in the database, seems he was a suspect in an assault and murder of a model in 2001."

Katie smiled, "Really? Well, it's a good job Nick is bringing him in." Her phone started ringing and she picked it up, "Hello?... great, I'll meet you there. I've got some good new…" she hung up the phone, "Ok thanks Greg." She reached out for the papers but Greg held them behind his back. "Greg, stop playing, Newton's here and I need to go interview him."

"Just one kiss, please?" He batted his eyelashes.

Katie thought for a moment, "Ok. One kiss. Close your eyes." She waited for him to what she had told him to do, leaned in and snatched the papers out of his hands. His eyes popped open. "Greg, it's not me, it's you."

As she walked out of the lab she could hear Greg saying, "Don't worry, you'll be back."

Katie slipped into the interview room and sat down beside a frustrated Nick. She looked across the table to see a well-dressed man with a smug look on his face.

"And who might you be?" Troy said, looking Katie up and down before resting his eyes on her chest. Nick saw this and clenched his jaw in anger, wishing he could wipe the grin off his face.

"I'm Crime Scene Investigator Katie Walsh. We need to ask you a few questions. Do you know this girl?" She placed the picture of a dead Cassie on the table and carefully studied his facial expressions. He was unaffected.

"Yeah, I photographed her a couple of times. Don't really remember her name." He began to light a cigarette.

Nick took pleasure in taking Troy's cigarette and lighter away, "No smoking."

"You see I think you know her a little better than you are letting on. We found a sample of your blood on her body and traces of semen in her underwear. Care to explain?"

Troy smiled, "Oh yeah, I photographed her and we got it on. There's no crime in sleeping with someone, is there?"

"What about the blood?"

"I don't know, I must have cut myself or something. Now if you're finished I'm leaving." He stood up.

Nick stood up and blocked Troy's path, "There's just one problem. We don't believe you. And the evidence also agrees with us. Your semen traces and blood couldn't have been on her a long time before her death. In fact we have estimated that you must have been there at the exact time of her death. So you better start talking or you will be going down for a long time."

Troy sighed and sat down, "Listen, I photographed her,did thebusiness with her then left her in the desert ok? I'm sorry she was found dead in the desert but I did not kill her. Maybe someone followed us there."

Katie smiled, "We didn't say she was found in the desert dead. Only her killer could have known that fact."

"Fine, you got me. I killed her. She was annoying and clingy."

"And you killed her for that?"

"I just… I said I'd make her famous. It's only a line. She shouldn't have been so gullible. So I took her to the desert, took her pictures, had her and then killed her."

Nick was in disbelief, "How can you sit there and say it so calmly? You took a 19-year-old girls life. Do you feel anything?"

Troy looked at Katie and grinned, "I feel something alright. You know, walking in I saw you had great legs. I'd love to photograph them sometime."

Katie glanced at a clench-jawed Nick, looked at Troy and leaned into him. "You can photograph all you want. In jail." Katie and Nick stood up and left the room while Troy was placed in handcuffs.

"What a jerk," Katie said, standing in the corridor, shivering at the thought of the photographer she had just encountered.

"The way he looked at you, God, I wanted to punch him." Nick fumed.

"You weren't jealous, were you?" She smiled.

"Of him? No," Nick scoffed. "I mean…. it's just…"

"You so were. I still got it," she winked and walked away, leaving a grinning Nick.

Chapter 11 is coming up very soon… thanks for the reviews once again!