Disclaimer: The characters of "CSI:NY" belong to Anthony E. Zuiker and CBS. The characters of "Supernatural" and the "Metallicar" are property of Eric Kripke and The WB. "Mick St. John", "Josef Kostan" and the characters of "Moonlight," belong to Ron Koslow, Trevor Munson and CBS.
Author's Note: I've been trying to post this chapter for two days...anyone else annoyed with not being able to get in to their accounts? I hope it was worth the wait...
CHAPTER FIVE: Sightseeing and Seeing Things
Dean Winchester blinked as he stepped out of the shadow of Virgin Megastore and into the sunlight in Times Square. Two girls in short shorts and NYU sweatshirts walked past them. One looked at him from the corner of her eye, then whispered to her friend. Both started giggling hysterically. Dean grinned at his brother. "Dude, we so did not do enough sightseeing last time we were here!"
Sam rolled his eyes. "That'd be because you spent our time either in lockup or looking for the Loch Hudson Monster."
His brother looked at him. "You've been hangin' around that NYPD mall cop too long."
"Dean, we should be trying to find Jonas," Sam replied. "That's what we agreed to with Detective Taylor- we were going to get out and do our job, and he wasn't going to keep us hangin' around the precinct."
Dean grinned. "Sammy, we need to get you laid. You're too damned serious."
"No, Dean, I think I'm serious enough for the both of us!" Sam shook his head. "Look, Jonas is killing people. Real, flesh and blood, normal, average Joe the Plumber people."
Dean finally turned around. "I know, Sammy. But he's not going to stake anyone in broad daylight." He spread his arm around, showcasing Times Square. "So in the meantime...we should go over to that McDonalds on Broadway- the one that's got the doorman and the piano player."
Sam sighed, hoping his brother was right about Jonas. Jonas McIntire had been one of John Winchester's friends, a good friend, actually, which was rare for Sam's dad. And he was good at what he did...until a few years ago, when something in him snapped (Not surprising, Sam thought, considering everything we see on a daily basis).
As he raced to catch up with his brother, Sam hoped that Jonas would be more on the ball tonight and maybe go after something that was actually evil.
And not something human.
The entire CSI team, Don Flack and Jessica Angell were crowded into Interrogation 3 at the precinct. And they were all staring at Mick St. John and Josef Kostan-with varying degrees of surprise and shock on their faces (about a one for Danny, about an eleven for Angell).
Finally, Mick couldn't take it anymore. "All right, you people are way too damned calm to have just discovered that vampires walk the earth in broad daylight."
Next to him, he felt Josef tense. "Josef, they know about us, I'm not telling them anything they obviously don't already know."
"Some of them, anyway," Josef noted with a smirk as he grinned at Angell. "Take it easy honey, I don't bite...much."
Angell's eyes widened farther.
"We've had some experience with the supernatural before," Lindsay offered.
"Such as?" Mick asked, truly interested. Josef leaned back in his chair and slouched, wanting to be anywhere but here.
Mac gave them a quick sketch of their fight with Dalon Gareth and his group of vampires, and then with their investigation into the Harbinger Institute. Mick nodded. "Impressive."
"Yeah, well, now it's your turn," Danny said. And as he waited for an answer, something in his head finally clicked. That's the guy in my vision...the one with Lindsay! "What are you doin' here?" he asked, attempting to regain his composure...until he realized that Lindsay and Mac had both seen his reaction. He felt Lindsay squeeze his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he could tell she was concerned. Damn. I've got some explaining to do...
Mick looked at Josef. Josef kept his mouth shut. The words, You're On Your Own were unspoken. Mick sighed, realizing that Josef wasn't going to be social...or any help at all.
Typical. So Mick was the one who gave the details on Sarah Whitley and Josef. "But at the airport...whoever was after Josef killed a human. One of Josef's employees. At first we thought he was after simply vampires..."
"The way he came after me," Josef cut in, to Mick's surprise, "I was sure he was professional. It's not the first time someone's tried to kill me, but he's the only one that's gotten that close."
Mick raised an eyebrow. "Well, there was the paid assassin," he argued.
"But after he killed Jenessa," Josef continued with a death glare at Mick, "and the fact that he thought Sarah was one of us..."
"He's not just after vampires," Stella finished.
Josef looked annoyed at her cutting in, but finally nodded contritely. "Exactly."
"You think the same guy the Winchesters are chasin' is the one that was after them?" Flack asked the group.
Mick turned to Flack in surprise. "The Winchesters? As in, Sam and Dean?"
Flack returned the surprised look. "Yeah. You know 'em?"
Mick and Josef exchanged looks. "They're...very good at what they do," Mick replied.
"It's our job to notice when there's a potential threat to our existence," Josef pointed out. "So now can we get on track?"
"I'm not letting you go out and kill a man, not in my city," Mac Taylor told Josef.
Josef raised one eyebrow. "You think you can stop me?" he demanded.
Mac leaned in, right in Josef's face. Mick caught the look of shock that crossed Josef's face- nobody ever challenged Josef Kostan like that. "Probably not," Mac conceded seriously, "but I know a lot of ways to try."
Stella and Lindsay exchanged looks.
"Well, now that everyone's up to speed," Mick said, in an attempt to break the tension, "What can you tell us?"
"Your guy's name is Jonas McIntire," Flack explained, but before he could say more, he caught the flash of recognition on Mick St. John's face. "Hey, I saw that."
"Jonas McIntire?" Mick asked for clarification. Mac nodded.
"You know him?" Angell spoke up.
Josef raised his eyebrows, "She speaks!"
She shot him a Look, the tough cop returning. "And she's sassy, too," he said. "You know I have an opening on my staff-"
"Not now," Mick groaned. He turned to Mac and Flack. "McIntire used to live in LA. But I thought we'd taken care of him."
"'Taken care of him'?" Danny asked.
"Vampires dispensing vampire justice," Mick said, echoing words he'd heard before. "He was a threat to our community."
"We've existed for thousands of years," Josef added. "Not gonna let some trigger-happy Buffy-wannabe ruin a thousand years of a good thing."
"We're not all killing machines. Sure, there's a few of us," Mick said, "but it's like saying all humans are psychopathic serial killers."
"Like that one," Josef muttered, eyeing Mac from the corner of his eye. Mac Taylor just smiled.
"So how did you 'take care' of Jonas McIntire?" Hawkes asked.
Josef glared at Mick. "Not the way I wanted to," he growled.
Lindsay saw Mick St. John falter. "There were a few that wanted to kill him," Mick admitted. "But…we ended up voting to run him out of LA."
"The other way would've been less messy," Josef said. "And we wouldn't be sitting here right now, and Sarah-"
"I know Josef," Mick barked. "Yes, it would've been easier for the Cleaner to step in."
"The Cleaner?" Stella asked.
"I'll explain later," Mick said. "Let's just say there's usually a reason there's never any vampire deaths on the news. We take care of our own."
"Mick here thought Jonas wasn't a threat. Even though he'd killed ten of us without asking any questions or no remorse."
"And later you found out he was," Danny said. Great. Vampires grow a heart and now Lindsay is in danger because of some sicko. He squeezed Lindsay's hand, felt her squeeze back in reassurance.
"In LA he was only killing vampires. We ran him out of town, told him if he came back we'd scatter pieces of him all over California," Mick explained.
"So he moved on," Hawkes said.
"And started killing vampires elsewhere," Mac finished.
"Apparently, not just vampires anymore," Mick said. "Humans, too. Something inside him probably finally snapped."
"The Winchesters said he used to be a professional hunter," Stella said. "What would've made him snap like that?"
"The sight of three hundred vampires 'vamped out'," Mick suggested. "First time we'd ever gotten the entire vampire population of LA in the same place. He's probably seeing vampires everywhere."
Stella and Mac exchanged looks. "And now he's loose in my city," Mac said. "And seeing 'vampires' in innocent people."