A/N: Solomynne, icklebitodd, and Gregsgirl4ever, thanks for your reviews! And Solomynne, it's funny you should mention Joan. I really wanted to write an entire fic from her pov… that was my original goal, but then when I got to the end of the chapter, I was ready to do a "real" CSI story… I'm glad that you liked it! I almost got rid of that chapter, but… I sort of liked it, too! Anyhow, I hope everyone enjoys chapter eight!

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Disclaimer: I do not own any part of CSI or its characters. That honor goes to the good folks over at CBS.

Title: Excalibur: Part 3

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Back in the lab, Nick laid the medieval costumes face-up on the lay-out table, using plastic gloves to smooth out the wrinkles. Frowning, he looked them over. "People actually chose to wear this stuff?" he asked the empty room, noticing the long-sleeves, the hood made of chain mail, and the brightly colored vests. "This stuff couldn't actually be comfortable…" he mumbled, studying the outfits.

"They did indeed choose to wear the outfits," Sofia commented, accidentally scaring Nick as she walked into the room. "The design on the chest," she pointed to the fabric, "denoted a knight's family. You can see the family crest," she added, showing Nick the image on the fabric. "And each ruler typically wore the same color as his country's flag. The outfits showed importance, really. The more ornate the design," she shrugged, "The more important the person…"

"So if you were a servant," Nick asked, "You would wear… what?"

"White, usually, but something very plain, and not all that fancy," she told Nick, flashing him a slight smile.

"I see. Interesting… so, how do you know all about this stuff?" he asked her in his Texan drawl.

"I'm a fan of the time period," Sofia simply answered. "So about the interviews. No one saw anything, as we figured. But I would have to imagine that each of our knights would have a motive," she added.

Nick nodded his understanding. "Take out the King, and get promoted. Did any of the employees have a grudge against Mr. Gead?"

"No, they all say that he was the nicest guy in the world, and they don't understand why someone would want to hurt him. But, rumor has it that he was seeing someone from the show," Sofia added, raising an eyebrow.

"John Gead was dating a cast member?" Greg asked, entering the room.

"Yes indeed. A 'princess,' by the name of Susan Donald."

"Well, that would explain what I found in the back of the arena," Nick chimed in. Both Sofia and Greg looked at him, Greg smirking. "I found evidence of an…intimate encounter in the back of one of the stalls. Ran the swabs over to DNA, and am just waiting to hear back on the results. I also sent the blood swabs to DNA, and the fibers to trace. I was just about to check the uniforms for any evidence," he quickly added.

Greg nodded. "I processed the fingerprints from the remaining cast members, and everyone came up clean… except for one person: the Black Knight, Mr. Zack Fisher."

"What's his story?" Sofia asked.

"He was arrested in '92 and '97 for possession of an illegal substance, and in '00 for intent to sell."

"And what's more?" Greg asked with a grin, excitedly running a hand through his hair. "We have a match for his fingerprints on the door of the stall where Mr. Gead was found."

"Say no more, let's bring him in," Sofia said.

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TO BE CONTINUED 