Title: Something Vamped This Way Comes (parts 4, 5, 6/I'm not sure yet)

Author: cghardy

Rating: PG (V, L)

Summary: Two teams join and more past to deal with.

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI NY or Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Mac Taylor didn't believe the scene or what his subordinate was telling him. Danny was telling him they cleaned up part of the crime scene. They being the three people now in handcuffs and in the back of a patrol car. He called for medics as soon as he heard both his colleague and stepson had obtained hits to the head.

"Mac!" Danny yelled as his boss. "Would you listen? It sounds fake but they've got enough evidence to convince me. And it's hard to convince me."

"Vampires? That's the reason there's a dead body in the building. Why both you and Reed have head injuries?"

"Yes. Those people you now have in the back of a car told us the main details before you got here."

"Then they were feeding you bullshit, Danny."

"It's not bullshit, Mac," a voice spoke up. Reed lifted his head and removed the icepack he had rested on it. "It was the Cabbie Killer. He had me up against the car and was going to..." He didn't even want to think about it, but forced himself to say it. "Drink my blood, feed off me, kill me."

"Reed…"

"Mac, is it normal for a guy to come back from the dead? Is it normal to when the guy gets enraged, his eyes start glowing, the forehead scrunches up and the canines extend enough to sink into the neck?"

"Reed, you don't…"

"Know what I'm talking about? I'm the one that saw the guy. He was going to kill me." He stood on shaky legs to face Mac. "This isn't fiction anymore, Mac. This is real."

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Stella looked around at the cast of characters in the room. They had taken the biggest room in order to get everyone involved in the cases and who Mac was bringing in. She didn't believe the story until Reed came in and told her the story. The look in his eyes convinced her better than Mac's word. He was sitting in the back of the room, holding a bottle of pop and trying not to go asleep. Mac was by the line of screens. One had the jail scene up. Another had the medical van and its two victims.

One side of the room had the team. Lindsay and Danny were by each other and were talking in whispers. Hawkes and Sid were talking to an older gentleman that had come with the other group. Adam, the red-headed lady and the man with the eye patch, Willow and Xander according to Reed, were laughing at a joke unknown to her. Mac was talking to two women, the blond that had been at the scene of the latest victim and a dark brunette that was catching the eye of Adam. Xander noticed, leaned over and whispered something in Adam's ear that made him blush.

"Are you sure the men are not going to rise?" the older gentleman asked Sid and Hawkes.

"There was no trace of blood in his mouth that wasn't his. The blood hasn't gone dark," Hawkes told him.

Sid stepped in. "There's a slayer on duty for tonight. If either of them rise, she'll be there. Nothing to worry about, Giles. Just because I didn't get the right training doesn't mean I don't know anything," he assured him.

"Everyone," Mac shouted, bringing their attention to the front of the room. Stella moved up a little to get closer to the action. Reed stayed where he was, but raised his head to focus in on the group. The blond was standing next to him while the brunette was standing off to the side. Stella smirked at the sight of someone trying to stand next to Mac, who towered over her.

"Due to extraneous circumstances beyond any of our control, this group has been formed to figure out who, why and how the Cabbie Killer was turned into a vampire," Mac started.

"Before you get any further," Xander interrupted, "anyone wanna explain the Cabbie Killer to us outsiders? Didn't keep up with the news at the last place." He looked around at everyone in the room.

"Xander, you were supposed to read that," the blond said. Buffy. Stella placed a name with her face.

"Short version, he was a serial we had a couple of months back," Danny sidestepped.

"Got that part. Why would our inside guy go with this guy?"

"He almost killed me," Reed mumbled, looking at Xander, "More or less likely, this guy knows Mac and knows about me. So they chose him to get to me."

Xander wisely shut his mouth as Hawkes asked a question. "What do you mean inside guy?"

Buffy stepped up. "Whoever turned your killer had to get the guy within the prison system. That means someone within your system let him in."

"What system?"

"Could be any of them. Anyone within the police department, the attorney's office or the jail system would have the power to change prisoners or meet with prisoners. Could also be someone on the outside, but then the killer would have changed in prison last night instead of tonight, which brings the idea of someone within your system back up."

"They would have also needed to know where the medical van was, and that indicates someone on our side told them," Lindsay pointed out.

"We need to coordinate our efforts into bringing the person who did this down. Lindsay, you and Danny are still going to go the medical van evidence to see if the person is in any of our systems. Hawkes and Sid are going to go over the casts made from the injuries of the two victims down in the morgue. Mr. Giles will be joining you in using the books he bought that have several samples already prepped. We'll go through those first before having to resort to the databases."

Buffy took over for her side. "Will, I need you to go to the rumor mill. Find out if there's been any action in connection to the jail. It could be a donor that's arraigning this."

"Donor?" Danny asked.

"Someone that allows themselves to be fed off of. Xander, go to the contacts on the street and within the systems. Maybe they know something. Coffee style, got it?"

"Coffee style?" Sid brought up.

"Inconspicuous. Meals, meetings, chats with old friends. I honestly don't know why they call it coffee style," Giles explained.

"Because it's part of the style of picking up informants. Doing something that is a cover for something else," Reed informed him, bringing a little attention from the rest.

At the moment right after, six cell phones went off. Flack, then only one that had not been in the room during the whole discussion, came back into the room. "Don't bother, I've got the information faster then they called. Someone's gone missing from the prison," he informed them.

"Who?" Stella inquired.

"DJ Pratt."

"Okay, who's DJ Pratt?" Xander asked. Most of the people that had been leaving now stayed behind.

"A serial rapist. He murdered one of our friends," Stella shortened. Everyone that had a connection to her bowed their heads at this point. The only ones with heads raised were Lindsay, Sid, Reed and the slayer group.

"I'm going to warn the girls. Tell them to be on the lookout for this guy. Got a picture?" Faith asked, moving to the door. Flack handed her a mug shot that she went to copy while talking on the phone.

"What do you got on Pratt since he's been in prison?" Stella asked.

"He got praise for taking out a former officer. Used by several of the gangs to initiate new guys."

"What's the initiation?"

"Several guards report finding beaten guys in the showers." Everyone figured out what that meant.

"How many of your people are out on the street tonight?" Mac asked.

"I've got five groups out for the five sections of city," Buffy informed.

"How much in a group?"

"Three. Two slayers and a witch for emergencies. The witch has basic training in fighting, but they don't have the strength. Could be guy or girl."

"Well, now that we know Pratt has gone bi," Flack started.

"I don't think it's bi; I think it's a 'what he could get' situation. He couldn't get girls so he took the guys," Willow examined.

"Yeah, but if he's been turned, his entire outlook would have changed. He could be bi," Buffy noted.

"That helps," Stella mused.

"Alert both sides; tell them you have a rapist and murderer that goes after both sexes," Mac yelled. Faith signaled that she heard and started dialing again.

"Do we change what we do?" Lindsay asked.

"We still process, but not to find who turned the Cabbie Killer. We need to find out where he had been to find where DJ may be now. Go over any trace you can find with the van and the body at the apartment. Same assignments as before," Mac ordered. Everyone left, leaving Mac, Stella, Adam and Reed left in the room.

"Stella, about the picture on the phone," Adam hinted, looking over to Reed.

"Adam, this may not be the best time."

"What picture on what phone?" Mac intruded. Stella and Adam looked at each other, then at Reed. "Anybody want to tell me? Reed?"

This is not the time. "Someone took a picture of me sleeping in my bedroom," Reed mumbled.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was in your office, but you got called out on the ME van."

"Give me what you got, Adam," Stella said.

"It was an unregistered cell phone. It hasn't been used since, but when the cell phone is turned back on, it's going to be traced."

"What about the threats?"

"All to registered phones except for one, the same one that sent the picture."

"Show me."

"Us," Mac insinuated. Adam nodded and walked off. Stella and Mac followed him to the AV lab.

Reed just kept sitting in the room with the last person. "What am I supposed to do?" he pondered to the air.

Buffy looked at him. "Well, you could stay inside where it's nice and safe."

"It's not really safe if someone's working on the inside."

"True, what about your house?"

"Apartment and someone's already broken in to screw with me."

"Youch, almost as bad as when Angel broke into Willow's house and put all of her fish on a chain."

Reed had been taking a sip of pop and backwashed a lot back into the bottle. "Angel? Who was he?"

"Ex-boyfriend and vampire. Had a soul, lost it, gained it back but I had to kill him, came back and last I heard, he was working in Alaska trying to take out this nasty strain of vampires."

"Was the fish thing during the no soul part?"

"Yeah."

"Okay." Reed didn't say anything and just took another swig of his drink. His thinking time was interrupted by a vibration from his cell phone. He took it out to read a text message. "Damn, job calls."

"Job?"

"I'm a blogger with ."

"You're a reporter."

"Yeah."

Buffy watched him moving to leave. "You're in danger; do you really think it's a good idea to leave?"

"I have to. Otherwise, I'm going to be fired." Reed left the room, making sure not to catch the eyes of the people in the AV lab.

Sighing, Buffy called up the central unit. "Hey, Amy, I need a witch to follow a guy. Witch should do fine; I don't think he needs a slayer and a witch."

"I hate this blog," Reed hissed when he was standing across the street from a popular club. His editor had told him that several celebrities were going to be meeting at the entrance for someone's party. He wanted to be back on the crime blog.

It almost got you killed.

It's the only thing that interests me.

Crime interests a lot of people. Most people keep a healthy distance from it. You run towards it.

So does Mac and everyone else on the team. Is it unhealthy for them?

They carry guns. Adam stays inside unless called out; he's got back-up. So does Hawkes. You don't.

Mac would run towards it even if he didn't have a gun.

He's also a former Marine with training. You couldn't even fight back when Jase…

No, I'm not going into that. Reed made himself focus back on the club to see several of the celebrities he was watching out for starting to appear. He made notes of it while not noticing someone coming up next to him. "They spell it L-O-W-E," the person told him.

He jumped at the voice. "I-it's shorthand. Saves space," he stuttered. "Who are you?"

"Sammie Sherborne, I'm a witch, wizard, and or warlock; basically I'm here to protect you," he introduced.

"Who sent you?"

"Buffy called right after you left. Figured you needed protection."

He sighed. "It doesn't help my job when someone's looking over my shoulder."

"It doesn't help Buffy when part of the people she needs to protect goes somewhere without someone to protect them. She's been doing this longer than you've been a reporter."

Reed looked up to see everyone he needed for the next entry in the blog. "I need to get to a computer. Know any good public ones?"

"She told me about your apartment. It's probably not safe anymore and…" He cut off the rambling at Reed's glare. "No, I don't know any public ones; we can always just drop by and grab yours before heading back to a safe spot."

"What safe spot?"

"We've got several in the city. There's one near the police station." He waited for Reed to start moving. "This is going to be really rude, but when you were having the argument between yourself and yourself, what weren't you going into when you started about Jase?"

Reed stood still. "How…"

"Your brain waves at that point were easy to pick up. I got a flash of something."

Reed started going faster. "That is really rude and I don't want to even mention Jase."

"It wouldn't happen to be about Jason Stoshion, would it?"

"You know Jason Stoshion?"

"I know of him and trust me, you can tell me. I know what he's done."

Reed was about to respond when he heard talking in an alleyway. He wordlessly pointed down and went in. Sammie shook his head and followed. They tucked behind a dumpster while listening to a group of three people in front of them. "I told you; the killer and Pratt were the only ones you were getting. Make do with Pratt," a voice commanded.

"I didn't know that the Slayer was going to intervene this quickly. Otherwise, I would have asked for Bedford. I need at least two vampires for the plan to work," another voice complained.

"We'll get one off the street; the plan isn't falling, Sinclair," the third voice chimed. Reed dropped his jaw at the revelation. Chief Sinclair? Why?

"I want Taylor and his team taken out," he hissed, getting face to face with the other person he was with.

"They will be. We need another one of his problems if you want it to happen," the guy told him.

"I'll find a way to get Bedford here. You still have DJ?"

"We got him some feed. He's having fun with a local girl. Likes playing with his food," the third guy told him.

"Good to know, tell him he's going to be playing with a close relation to Taylor's, male. Your partner is responsible for getting Taylor's stepson." Sinclair walked off without getting a conformation. He didn't go the way Reed and Sammie were hiding.

"We need to get out of here," Reed whispered. Sammie nodded and trotted back the way he came. "Do you have a cell phone?"

"Where's yours?"

"It's evidence because someone sent me a picture and I'm being threatened. Didn't Buffy tell you that?" Sammie brought out his cell phone and handed it to Reed. Reed dialed the number out of memory.

"Taylor."

"Mac, Sinclair's in on it."

"What? How do you know? Where are you?"

"He was having a meeting. They're going to break out Drew Bedford out next and DJ's a vampire and has a girl right now, but they're going to give him me."

"Reed, get back to the station."

"No, I'm going to one of the safe spots that they have set up near the station. Buffy should know it." Reed ended it before Mac could argue back.

"Come on, we should get you to the safe spot," Sammie stated, looking around before pushing him forward.
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Mac looked at the phone after Reed hung up. "Mac, what is it?" Stella asked.

"Sinclair. He's the inside guy."

"What do we do?"

"We take care of it. Adam, find out everything about Sinclair: assets, people, something unusual about him. See if Buffy can figure out anything at her end. Find someone you can coordinate with in her group."

"Got it," Adam shorted, sitting at a computer and bringing up several programs.

Stella stopped him in his office. "What did Reed tell you?"

"DJ's got a victim and apparently is a vampire. They're planning on giving him Reed. He's going to a safe spot that they've set up."

"Should we change Lindsay, Danny and Hawkes?"

"No, they may be able to come up with where DJ is."

"What do we do now?" Mac couldn't answer her. "Why don't we go see Reed? Find out exactly what he heard." He nodded, grabbing his jacket. Mac Taylor speechless, that's something I never thought I would see or want to see.

Please review. How are these parts? Better, I hope.