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Chapter 2 – Collision

Tentatively Jess pushed the door to allow her to gain entry to the lab she hoped to become familiarized with. She was shoved backward and forward before she'd even stepped into the reception. A man roughly her height ran down the corridor. His lab coat streaming behind him. Amongst the chaos Jess was stood her bag balancing dangerously on her shoulder, she was as unsure now as she had been upon her entry as of where she should be going.

'Watch...' The voice was cut out as two people tumbled to the floor. Jess was sprawled on her back, her bag and it's contents in a circle around her. The man who had run into her stood, brushing his jeans down and offered her a hand.

'I'm really sorry.' She took his hand and allowed herself to be pulled up.

'It's alright.'

'Your not from around her are you.' His mouth turned into a crooked smile.

'Busted. No, actually I'm not. Jess Thomas.' Jess bent to scoop her stuff back into her bag, still trying to avoid the people who continued to bustle around her and the mysterious stranger.

'Well hello Jess. Greg Sanders.' He crouched to help her clean the mess he'd created.

'I'm...erm...sure you have somewhere to be.' Her bag now packed again the two stood.

'Actually yeah I do. See you around.' He nodded and ran off again. Well that was strange. Jess mumbled to herself. A break in the crowd gave her the necessary means to get to the desk which stood before her. Running slightly in order to make the most of this opportunity. Holding her bag to her shoulder she placed her free hand onto the desk.

'Hi.' She spoke the one syllable word with little enthusiasm, her nervousness doing nothing to ease her into the situation at hand.

'Welcome to the Las Vegas Crime Lab. How can I help you.' The kindly faced women behind the desk smiled at her.

'I'm the new graveshift CSI.' She spoke quietly. But just loud enough for the women to hear.

'Oh yes. Jessica Thomas. Your early. If you want to take a seat over there.' She pointed to a row of seats in the corner.

'I'll make sure one of your new colleagues takes you to see Mr. Grissom.' Jess smiled.

'Thanks.' She stepped away from the desk. The shift change had obviously just finished and the traffic around her was now at a minimal. The receptionist picked up the phone and started talking animatedly into it. Moments later a tell brunette a few inches shorter than Jess walked up to her.

'Hey you must be Jessica.' Jess stood and smiled.

'Yeah. But it's Jess, never Jessica. And Hi.' She held out a hand for it to be shook.

'Well Jess. I'm Sara Sidle. Labs official insomniac.' Jess couldn't help but grin at this last comment.

'I know the position well.'

'I bet you do. Come on. Oh. And Welcome to Clark County, Nevada. I hope you enjoy your stay. It's hell out here.'