This is my first CSI fanfic.
Sorry for the delay in updating this.
Chapter 3 is just about ready to go up – and I am back in action for the next few chapters of this story.
Thank you for the reviews before – I really appreciate them.
As I have not seen all of CSI, I will base this on what I have seen and it will be set around Season 5/6.
Disclaimer: I do not own the CSI or any of it characters.
Enjoy!
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"Well," said Jay, "I trained as a CSI back home, then decided to come to America, seemed quite simple at the time. Did a little work in New York, and winded up here, in the middle of Las Vegas!" she laughed.
Catherine chuckled back and responded. "Are you married, kids?"
Jay shook her head and said, "I am not married, complicated, so no kids either, but a great few friends, one in particular."
Catherine nodded, as she turned at a traffic light. "Sorry, if you think that I am being nosey," she said.
"No, it is fine," Jay responded, "I have to get to know people. "So, what about yourself – kids?" she asked Catherine.
"One, a daughter, Lindsay," Catherine beamed.
Jay nodded and smiled.
The two women drove off to their crime scene, thankfully no dead, and headed back to the Lab.
When they got back, it had been decided that, as Jay was the same rank of CSI as Catherine, a supervisor, that she could have her own office too. Jay thanked Nick as he showed her to her office. It was what seemed to have been a cupboard or storage lock-up at one point, with a desk and chair, facing the door. There was a computer and a lamp on the desk, shelves on one wall and a pin-board on the wall next to the desk.
She smiled and laughed as Nick stuck up a sign on the door saying 'J. Michaels – Supervisor'.
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Over the next weeks, it was absolutely undeniable that Catherine and Jay had become very good friends. They got on tremendously well, had managed to split the administration side of the job and worked well together, both in the Lab, and out in the field.
When they were not in the Lab or in the field, Jay was most likely to be found working in her 'office' in her typical pose – with her feet up on her desk and the CSI team had been used to walking in her office to the sight of two pale-soled work-boot typed shoes on the desk.
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There was a knock on the door, and Jay looked up. It was Catherine. "Let's go talk to that witness/suspect/friend/suspect in the rape case," she said, "Lab work is back and it is not looking too good for Mr. Innocent: Catherine smiled. Jay nodded and got up, grabbing her jacket from the back of the door, following the smaller woman outside.
After a somewhat annoying drive, through heavy traffic and the end of a rain-storm, they arrived at their destination, which was only a few streets away from the Lab, but the drive had seemed like ages.
The two women got out, and entered the building and interviewed their suspect.
As they left, Catherine, was about 8-10 feet in front of Jay, both walking towards the big black CSI jeep.
Just then, the silence after the rain-storm was filled with a loud, echoing bang.
