D: I don't own CSI NY.

Summary: The final part. Very short. Well, the real part is.

"You and Detective Taylor responded to the call?" the defense attorney asked Lindsay.

"Yes."

"When Detective Taylor found out that the victims were related to Mr. Garrett, what exactly did he do?"

"He continued with his work. Collected the evidence."

"Did he ever take anything from Mr. Edforns or the other car and plant it..."

"Objection!"

"I'll start over. Did Detective Taylor ever go over to Mr. Edforns or the car he was driving?"

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"Well, that was a waste of time," Reed sulked as they sat outside of the courtroom, waiting for the jury to make their decision.

"You never know, Reed. They may just taking longer than normal. Going over everything twice," Flack opted, standing on the other side of the hall.

"Yeah, right. After everything they've heard today."

"They have no reason not to send him, Reed," Mac commented. Everyone stayed quiet on that until the bailiff came back out to let them back in.

"In the matter of the People versus Kevin Edforns on the charge of vehicular manslaughter, we find the defendant not guilty." Reed hung his head after this. Mac kept listening after to hear of anything else. Kevin only got a fine for DUI.

"Mac, I hate to say it," Reed whispered.

"Come on," Mac toned, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "Let's go get some pizza and head back to your campus."

Okay, so that was the real ending. This part is COMPLETE CRACK! The new fandom that I have recently gotten into wanted to put things right. Also, AU for the fandom.

Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood.

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The steps outside of the courthouse were teeming with reporters waiting to ambush the Edforns. As soon as they walked out, questions were being thrown at them from all sides. Robert stepped up to answer everything.

"Senator, what will happen now that your son has two DUIs on his license?" someone shouted out.

"He'll be taking over some of the aspects of the family business?"

"Now, would that be? The impregnating humans with spawn or the cloning of the world's leaders to replace and take over the world?" A voice at the bottom of the steps yelled. Jack Harkness was holding his Webley a safe distance from his body but not pointed at them. His cue wasn't taken by Gwen and Owen, who had their weapons pointed at them.

"Last time I checked, Torchwood didn't have any power over in the States," Kevin yelled back.

"You tried replacing the Queen. She got us access," Owen responded, holding the gun a little higher.

Robert looked over at Kevin. "The Queen? You know she was connected to Torchwood still. Why did you even try?"

Kevin looked abashed. "Taking out the enemy early."

"This enemy you would take out late. You need to really know the difference. We're going over this again at home."

"No, you're not," Jack stated. Several shots rang out. People ducked for cover and ran back into the building. The Edforns, in their attempt to either get away or attack the people back, had turned into figures around seven feet tall and were slightly bent forward that made them have similar characteristics to werewolves. Gunshot wounds were present on the bodies as Mac saw when he got up after knocking down Reed.

"Owen, get Gwen and Tosh to help you out in getting the bodies back to the temporary storage unit. Ianto, go with plan C," Jack ordered. He watched the people slowly starting to get up.

Reed stood next to Mac. "I wonder what's plan C."

Mac nodded, then walked down to the man. "Detective Mac Taylor, NYPD," he announced, "Just what the hell is going on?"

Jack gave the man a lookover. Not bad. "That was another world's answer to the werewolf. Only instead of changing every full moon, they change at will and can also become chameleons. Not really smart, most of them. Sometimes you'll get a smart one."

"And what exactly is plan C?"

"Sorry, can't tell ya." Jack opened the door to a waiting SUV while the other three were getting into the back.

Reed stood slightly behind Mac. "That scares me."

"Yeah."

Okay, so again, CRACK!

Also, I'm trying out my talents on trying to write the characters of Torchwood since I have some good ideas. Review please and tell me whether to try my hand at Torchwood or keep back and let someone else write itl.

Aren't you forgetting something?

What am I forgetting?

Uh, me.

Right, they won't even bring you back until season sixth. I'm annoyed at you.

But, the movie I'm in is coming at the end of the month.

Yeah, that only makes up for Smallville. At least for me. Some others might be more forgiving.

Now, now kids. Play nice.

Who is he?

(The sound of a head hitting cement bricks can be heard at this story heads out.)