-Disclaimer... Chapter 1... and.. I do not own starbucks, Sudoku... DEF don't own forensic montly and CHINOS... I do not not own a pair of chinos... Cus THAT... Would be scary...sudders at the thought

-SORRY its soooo short! it will be longer next time... and LOOK the beginning OF the GSR portion.

-Thank you to the TWO reviews I got.. I'd post ur names and all but for some reason the page won't open so i can't see them at the moment... BUT thank you soo much... MORE R&R please! It would totally be helpful.

Brass knocked at the door. Alyssa turned around and looked at the display in front of her. The grass was green, well groomed, this place was neatly kept. She turned back to the door to find it still closed. Brass knocked again.

"This is Detective Jim Brass from the Las Vegas Police, We have a few questions to ask you."

There was silence.Suddenly a shot was flared. Alyssa jumped and grabbed Nick's arm. Before Nick could comprehend the older detective pushed them both into a cove in front of the garage door.

"I'm not loosing another newbie." Brass muttered loudly.

Alyssa still had Nick's arm in her hand and clutching it hard. Nick looked down at her.

"Sorry, it was there, I was scared." She laughed nervously.

Finally, after a few more fired shots, there was silence. Alyssa heard a click from behind the garage door.

"Nick…" She started to back away.

"I heard it." He said, also backing away. Jim followed.

"I say we make a B-line for the Van." Alyssa said picking up the pace.

Nick nodded.

The garage door began to open. Jim was already in his car calling for back up.

Nick and Alyssa made a B-line for the Tahoe hopped in and drove a few houses down to where Brass was headed.

"What The Fu-" Alyssa stopped her self and ran her hands through her ponytail, feelingflustered and nervous.

Nick breathed hard but quieted down as he heard giggling. He looked over to his partner and noticed her shoulders shaking.

"Are you… Crying?" He asked nopiong he didn't have a crying woman on his hands. She shook her head and laughed.

"I'm… not usually… one for adrenaline rushes…. but… That definitely… woke me up…" She managed in between laughed. This put a smile on his face as he let out a long sigh and laughed quietly.

"Oh look at Mr. Professional laughing it up with the scared newbie." She smiled. "Oh I'm vibrating." She said reaching into her pocket. He stared at her blankly and coughed,

"my phone." She said simply.

"Crane,"

"It's Grissom is everything ok? Are you or Nick hurt?" He sounded worried.

"Yea fine, A little shook up, but fine otherwise." She smiled.

"Do you need a third CSI?" He asked.

Alyssa asked Nick who shook his head.

"The male beside me says no, I agree." She said looking at her cuticles.

"If you're sure," Grissom said.

"We are. I figure once the squad gets here he'll be out of our way."

"Alright, Bye,"

"Later," and with that they both hung up

She looked at Nick. "Alright we shall wait, until then Coffee would be lovely."

Nick nodded and called Brass to let them know they were swinging by star bucks and asked if he wanted anything. As they headed off towards the street they saw the back up pulling in.

"Stop the car Nick," Nick stopped and watched as Alyssa pointed out a running figure in the distance. Nick handed her his police scanner and she spoke loudly into it.

"Man on the run!" She quickly yelled in the directions as they sped towards the trail the man was leaving behind.

"Put the light up." He instructed her, the young girl listened and did as told.

"You know, as much fun as this is, the lab still has its good points." She saw him smirk.

"Like not chasing after a suspect, who may have possibly murdered his kids, and wife and shot at us,"

"No like the bottomless amounts of coffee." She smirked and he laughed.

"Well hold on to your Chinos baby 'cuz we're high tailing it." He said in the most southern twang he could muster.

"Charming," She laughed out loud and hung on for dear life.

Back at the lab

Grissom and Sara sat at the break table finishing their 'midnight' snack. Sara had her nose buried in the newest edition of forensic monthly while Grissom was working on a sudoku puzzle.

All of a sudden they heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice over Sara's police scanner. 'Man on the run!' They both looked up.

"Was that the new girl!" Sara questioned. Grissom nodded in thought.

Few Seconds later they heard a hard laugh come from the scanner followed by a 'charming'. Sara shook her head.

"She's new with the scanner." Sara smirked and went back to her article. Grissom picked up his mobile and was about to hit his speed dial.

"Let them sort it out Griss, they have back up and Nick will take offence and so will she, plus we should get back to our case." And with that she closed her magazine and looked at her watch.

Grissom watched her. She could feel his eyes on her and started to get flustered so she broke the silence.

"You gonna sit there all day?" Sara tried to sound stern but instead it came out quiet.

"Uh…yea… I mean, no." He said joining Sara at her side. She looked over and smiled but walked out the door ahead of her boss.

TBC...