A/N: I do not own CSI, or anything else you are familiar with. I appoligise for the distance between updates, having writers block, my muse keeps wanting to write a CSI:NY story...I will finish this before I post any new stories, PROMISE

The next evening in Vegas Nick and Catherine went to the office of the Ironheart Apartments. They spoke with the manager, Chad Ginger.

"We need to see Dana Winters apartment" Nick said

"On what authority?" Chad asked

Nick showed Chad his name badge "Las Vegas Crime Lab"

Chad Ginger led Nick and Catherine to apartment 27D.

That morning in Dallas, Sara and Angie woke up to the radio playing a new song

I was sittin' there sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up
She had to be thinkin' "This is where the rednecks come from"
She had Hollywood written on her license plate
She was lost and lookin' for the interstate
Needin' directions and I was the man for the job

Chorus
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
There's a little country store with an old Coke sign
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Then a left will take you to the interstate
But a right will bring you right back here to me

I was sittin' there thinkin' 'bout her pretty face
Kickin' myself for not catchin' her name
I threw my hat and thought, "You fool, that coulda been love"
I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down
She probably didn't like me anyhow
So I watched her disappear in a cloud of dust.

Chorus
I told her way up yonder past the caution light
There's a little country store with an old Coke sign
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Then a left will take you to the interstate
But a right will bring you right back here to me

Is this Georgia heat playin' tricks on me
Or am I really seein' what I think I see
The woman of my dreams comin' back to me

She went way up yonder past the caution light
Don't know why, but somethin' felt right
When she stopped in an' asked Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Mama gave her a big 'ol glass and sent her right back here to me

Thank God for good directions…and turnip greens

and the smell of fresh coffee. Angie looked at Sara, "Mom's up, we'd better go say Hi, and then we'll head to Eric's"

"Alright" Sara replied

The girls headed downstairs to the kitchen.

"Mornin' Mom" Angie said.

"Well look who came home" Jillian Stokes said

"Came home to get some stuff Mom, and I brought Sara" Angie nodded towards Sara

"Jillian Stokes" she stuck out her hand to shake Sara's

"Sara Sidle, it's so nice to meet you" Sara shook her hand

"So Angie, what's the game plan?" Jillian asked her youngest daughter

"Well first we are going to finish our coffee, then we'll go back upstairs to get dressed, then we're heading to the apartment to the last of my stuff, we'll probably stay here again for the night, and then head back to Vegas tomorrow"

"Sounds like a plan" answered Jillian

"Thanks for the coffee Mom"

"Yes, thank you Mrs. Stokes" Sara said

"Please call me Jillian" Jillian replied

"Ok, Jillian" Sara stammered

A/N: The song is Good Directions by Billy Currington.