Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: NY or the show CSI. This prose is merely a way to express my creativity and practise my writing.But people, Creativity is always better than Copying. I do not own Sara's brother's name as Danny (borrowed with permission from QTR), but I own Sara's brother as the Danny from CSI:NY. If I owned CSI or CSI:NY, I would probably just cut out the crimes and have luvule Candy Asle Ships instead (Snickers & M&M's). See why I don't own CSI?
A/N: New idea came to me as I was reading one of QTR's stories about Sara and her brother Danny... What if Danny from CSI:NY was Sara's brother? So this is kind of a sequel to "Brother & Sister", by QTR. I suggest you read it first. It's a great story. Enjoy both stories!
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"Montana!". Lindsey Monroe half-grinned at the sound of his voice and spun around to see Danny Messer standing in the doorway of the locker room. "What's up, Danny?" She asked, hanging her coat on a hook inside her locker. "We got another bullseye vic! Come on, I'm drivin'!" Danny said, watching her retrieve her coat and helped her put it around her shoulders. A slight pink hue entered her cheeks as he placed his hand on the small of her back and led her out of the lab.
12 hours later and over 1000 miles away, Sara Sidle awoke to the shrill ring of her phone. She groaned and rubbed her eyes vigorously. Her eyes blinked open, adjusting to the light she had flicked on. The phone rang again. Sara picked it up and read the name on the call display. N. Stokes. "Nicky?" She asked sleepily. "Hey, Sar. Sorry to wake you up, Hun, but we got a scene. Big one. Gris is calling every officer in Las Vegas. Got some tie to a big New York case. They sent out some CSI's, I'm on my way to pick them up at the airport now. I'll pick you up in about 10 mins,ok?" He said, and Sara could hear the honking of cars in the distance." Okay, Nicky. I'll see ya soon!" She said, hanging up the phone and yawning again. She slipped out of her bed and changed in a flash.
Sara was already waiting at her front door when Nick arrived. He did'nt even have to stop the car before she hopped in. "This better be a very important case!" She huffed tiredly as Nick drove along the highway. "Sure is..." He said slowly. "Hey, Sar?" He said, turning to her at a red light. "Yeah?" She answered, her eyes not leavin the road ahead of them. "You got any food?" He asked desperatly. She giggled. "Yup!" She replied, pulling out some ham sandwiches from her bag. She handed one to him, and he smiled gratefully. "Thanks, hun."He said, unwrapping the plastic wrap. Sara looked up to see the light change to green. "Drive, cowboy!" She said, grinning.
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Nick's Denali pulled to a halt in th emergency parking space. He leaned over to pull out the sign Greg had made, stating the names of the people they were picking up, and stopped as he saw Sara sleeping peacefully, a half-eaten sandwich in her hands. "I'll be back soon, honey..." He whispered, and recieved a mumble in reply. He hopped out and directed a parking assistant to watch the Denali. Nick proceeded into the airport, towards the arrivals area, and waited patiently for his charges.
Danny awoke at the sound of the flight attendant announcing their arrival. He glanced over and gently shook Lindsey's shoulder. "Hey, Montana, we're there...". He whispered. She woke too and looked around th plane to see many people exiting through the door. She yawned and shook herself awake. Okay, let's go, Danny!" She said, following the New Yorker out of the plane and into a busy airport. He steered her towards the handsome Texan holding a sign saying:
MESSER/MONROE
"Hey. Danny Messer." Danny intoduced himself to the man. "Lindsey Monroe." Lindsey followed Danny's actions. "Nick Stokes, LVPD CSI. We don't have much time to talk, unfortunately, as we have every officer in Las Vegas up and about. My partner crashed in the car, she just worked a triple and was asleep." He said quickly, leading them out of the airport. He reached his Denali, and opened his door as quietly as he could, but it still woke Sara. The two NYPD CSI's sat in the backseat. She looked around through half-opened eyes. "Nicky?" She whispered. "Hey, Sar. Go back to sleep, we're not at the lab yet. You need more shut-eye!" He said qietly, starting the car. She yawned for the umpteenth time that night. "Okay..." Nick smiled at her and started the long trip back to the lab. "Hey, Stokes?" Danny asked the man quietly. "Yeah?" Came the soft reply. "You got any food in here? We'll eat anything, spaghetti mealworms, peruvian centipedes, battered tarantulas..." Nick grimaced at their ideas. "Battered tarantulas? You eat those up in NYC?" Nick asked. "Yup, they're Montana's favourite!" Danny replied seriously. "They're actually pretty good, with grasshopper chutney!" chimed Lindsey. "I got a few ham sandwiches, and I'll give ya each one if you explain who Montana is and stop talking about eating bugs. Don't talk about eating bugs with our boss either. He like live bugs." Nick grinned, handing two sandwiches to the couple in the back.
Nick pulled the Denali into his parking space and asked Greg (who was waiting impatiently in the lot) to take them up and that he & Sara would be up in a minute or so. After they had left, he gently shook her awake and filled her in on the details of the case as they walked through the lab. Despite her sleepiness, Sara managed to pay attention and asked some important questions before they reached the briefing room, where the entire team, along with Danny & Lindsey (or "Montana", as Danny liked to call her) stood, examining photos and comparing case details. "Nicky, Sara, there you are! Where have you been?" Catherine asked, exasperated. " We were just..." Nick was cut off by Sara stopping in her tracks. She stared at Danny. Danny stared at Sara. Their eyes were glued to each other, their very... similar eyes.
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A/N: Wow.. that was probably the most obvious cliffhanger I ever wrote... ah well. Next chap should be up in a few days, choc-ful of Snickery and M &Mish goodness... Maybe a bit of YoBling & MacStella if I can fit it in...
Don't you love candy aisle ships? Thanks for reading!
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