demolished-soul - I've enjoyed writitng it, and I think you'd be surprised! Though I'm not sure how long she's gonna stay!

Caitlin - Not a problem - it's always nice to read comments! I've read that spoiler, though I'm not sure what to think about it. And I really like Angell - it would be great to see her in a scene with Flack, though I've never thought about that pairing!

meadow567 - the Galaxy games. It has taken me ages to reaffirm my feelings of D/L. Now I know where I stand...!

Trizzy - yeah, his moping is over. I see you like your roommate! lol You hid the CD? Ok, a little curious! And Twix Peanut Butter? Curious as I am, I'm not sure about that one!

Swede85 - Ok, Golem, step away from the ring, ahem, Danny! My paranoid thoughts revolve around this fic!

Aphina - Aiden just hasn't caught up with it yet. And I'm glad that chapter was funny - I tried!

RK9 - Ah, so that's your ship? I loved season 2 - and I see what you mean! But yes, that is what it's for, and I look forward to reading your thoughts!

Volonta forte - lol, I'll get it fed-exed over asap. Though it's a little twisted. I have no where the ideas come from. I think I'm just crazy!

TBD - I see you're backing D/L! Am I spoiling you with two chapters?? (:D)

sparkyCSI - I don't think I'm funny. It still amazes me to hear you say I am! Hehehehehehe, maybe we should introduce pregnant Mac to the singing fish. Ok, that's just produced wierd images in my head!

Hmmmm, no spoilers. Just thank to my beta, sparkyCSI!

What The Eyes Can't See

Chapter 123: They're gonna come out. They're waiting for the sun to go down

Taylor awoke early the next morning, curled up in Flack's arms, and very contented. A grin made its way to her face as she thought about how Flack had the morning off, and the two of them were going to view a few apartments. That was until she opened her eyes and found Maddy staring down at her, a coy smile on her face, Aiden next to her, looking slightly more embarrassed, and finally, the ghost of Davin next to her.

Taylor pulled the covers tightly around her as she sat upright, glaring at the three ghosts.

'You wearing clothes under there?' Maddy smirked at her.

Taylor shot her a glare. 'What the hell are you three doing here?' she hissed at them.

Maddy jabbed a thumb in Davin's direction. 'Casper.'

'Don't make me line my bedroom with salt,' she glared at her.

'Hey,' Maddy shrugged. 'You have a job.'

'Which I'm not being paid for,' Taylor pointed out.

'True,' Maddy agreed, 'but that also means you don't have a set start time.'

'Maybe not,' Taylor forced, through gritted teeth. 'But if I'm in bed, with Don, then I'm not working.'

'Be careful,' Davin piped up, showing her a bullet.

Taylor moved her head very slowly to look at Davin. 'We've done that clue. I know it's the Brooklyn Bullets.'

Davin looked thoughtful, and then the bullet was replaced by a blacked-out SUV.

Taylor's mouth dropped open at the sight of the front end of an Escalade poking through her wall. 'You have got to be kidding me,' she muttered, staring at the blue neon lights that were shining out from underneath the car's running boards.

'Be careful,' Davin repeated.

Taylor forced her eyes away from the truck and to Aiden. 'How careful?'

Aiden sighed. 'That other guy is gone. But there may be others.'

'Great,' Taylor muttered. She stared at the three ghosts. 'Is there anything else, or can I wake my boyfriend and tell him I suck, and that I have to go to his work whilst he has the day off?'

'Sorry, Tay,' Aiden apologised, grabbing Maddy and forcing the three to disappear, the Escalade going with them.

Taylor sighed and lay down so that she was facing Flack, wondering how she was going to break the news.

'They gone?' he asked her without opening his eyes.

Taylor blinked. 'Huh?'

'Maddy and the other ghost.'

Taylor looked from Flack, to where the ghosts had been, back to Flack. 'How did you know?'

Flack peeked an eye open. 'Lining your bedroom with salt?'

'Might not be such a bad idea,' Taylor muttered. 'But yeah, we had some visitors.'

'You think you can be back for the afternoon viewings?' Flack propped himself up.

Taylor sighed, 'I'd love to say yes.'

Flack nodded, 'I'll go see the places the realtor has picked out, and weed out the rubbish ones.'

Taylor smiled up at him. 'Have I told you lately how amazing you are?'

'Nope,' Flack told her, leaning over. 'Wanna show me?'

Taylor grinned, pulling his lips to hers.

---------------------------------------------------

Just over an hour later, she wasn't feeling too bad about abandoning him as she hurried to the Crime Lab, walking, rather than driving, as she enjoyed the sun beating down on her bare shoulders.

She bounded into the lab, finding Hawkes in the break room, pouring himself some coffee. 'You're perky for 7am,' he frowned at her.

Taylor smiled at him. 'You really don't want to know why.'

Hawkes nodded. 'No, probably not. What can I do for you, Taylor?'

'Davin paid me a visit this morning. So I guess you haven't found his killer.' She joined him on the couch.

Hawkes glanced at her. 'If Mac finds out about this, he will kill me, but he's just been called out to a rape in the Bronx.'

Taylor arched an eyebrow. 'Finds out about what?'

'Organised Crime Control Bureau is joining us on this case. We have a meeting in half an hour, if you want to crash.'

'I can get away with that?'

Hawkes pursed his lips. 'Probably not, but we have nothing. I'll talk to Stella. Wait there.'

Taylor stared after him in amazement. Hawkes bending the rules?

He returned ten minutes later with Stella.

'Morning Taylor,' she greeted the journalist. 'Ghost?'

Taylor nodded. 'Yup.'

'Alright, you can come into the meeting. If anyone asks, you have information from a reliable, yet anonymous informant, and I know I don't have to say this, but this had better not make its way to the front page of the Daily.'

'Of course,' Taylor nodded.

'And,' Stella added, 'let me be the one to tell Mac.'

'Yeah, that's not going to be a problem either,' Taylor told her.

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Taylor followed Stella and Hawkes down to the eighteenth floor, where they were met by Angell and Lindsay, both of whom shot her a suspicious look, but couldn't say anything as they sat down around a large oval desk with members of the O.C.C.B.

There were four other people at the table – three men, and a woman, who all nodded their heads as the CSIs and Taylor sat down opposite.

Taylor stared around the room in curiosity. Unlike the Crime Lab, it felt welcoming and personal, with proper walls. At the head of the table was a large flat screen monitor displaying the O.C.C.B logo, and just under that was a laptop. Opposite Taylor, behind the members of the O.C.C.B. was pretty much a wall of windows, the sunlight streaming in. Behind her, the wall was covered in whiteboards which in turn, were covered in scrawling handwriting about various gangs in the city.

She busy reading when someone clearing their throat caught her attention. She turned and spotted its source – a tall Hawaiian man at the head of the tables. With brown hair and green eyes, wearing a tie, but the top button of his shirt undone, he was clearly the man in charge, but came across as the opposite of Mac.

'Good morning all. I hope it isn't too early for you.'

One of the men across the table pulled a face. 'If there's an am tacked on after the time, of course it's too early.'

'Thank you, Shaun,' the guy in charge said, a twinkle in his eye. 'There's Red Bull in the fridge.' He focused his attention on the guests. 'Welcome to the Organised Crime Control Bureau of the NYPD. I'm Lieutenant Keanu Ikaia, the guy in charge, although Shaun over there will lead you to believe otherwise,' he joked.

Taylor liked this guy already.

'That fine specimen of a detective, whom you'll eventually come to love, is Detective Shaun Ellis.'

Shaun waved at them.

'Next to him,' Ikaia indicated to the short redhead with a wiry beard, 'is Detective Steaphan Carby. Don't worry if you can't understand him. He's Scottish. No one can, except his own clan.' Carby grinned good naturedly. 'Next along we have Detective Zena Britannia, and no, she's not a warrior princess.'

Zena rolled her eyes. 'It's getting a little old, Keanu.' She sat back and pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail. 'You should run with the Britannia angle next time – there are more jokes about that one.'

'Finally, we have Detective Eirik Teodor.'

The last man at the table was, well, something of a hunk. Blonde hair, blue eyes, chiselled jaw, and muscles that rippled underneath his t-shirt as he moved. 'Morning,' he smiled at them.

Stella stood up and joined Ikaia at the head of the table. 'Well, I guess it's time for our introductions. I'm Stella Bonasera, that's Detective Lindsay Monoroe, and Dr Sheldon Hawkes. We're all from the Crime Lab upstairs. Detective Jennifer Angell is from homicide, and finally we have Taylor Turner.'

'Who needs no introductions,' Ikaia smiled. 'I pass your picture every morning.'

Taylor smiled back as she felt her face heating up. 'Hi,' she just about managed.

'Not that it isn't a pleasure, Ms. Turner, but I don't think the press should be here,' Ikaia continued.

Stella turned to the head of the O.C.C.B., 'Taylor is here with information. She's worked with us before.'

Ikaia nodded. 'So long as this doesn't appear in the papers.'

Taylor nodded. 'It won't,' she agreed.

'Alright, well, lets get on with it. Stella, would you like to start?'

Stella nodded, sticking a flash drive in the laptop. Within seconds there was an image on the screen. Carby leapt to his feet and shut the blinds, the image of the late Davin Loeffler suddenly became crystal clear. Stella waited until Carby was seated, and started.

'At 8:06am yesterday, 911 received an anonymous call from a payphone in Tompkinsville. Detective Angell was the first to arrive with a couple of uniforms and secured the scene.' She brought up an image of the area Davin had been found whilst the members of the O.C.C.B. took notes. 'Lindsay and Hawkes arrived and processed the scene. There is very little in the way of evidence, and according to the coronor, he was killed by a gun shot to the temple at close proximity. Analysis on the bullet we retrieved only tells us it was a 9mm, most likely from a Glock, and the gun is clean.'

Ikaia nodded and got to his feet as Stella sat back down. 'This case has been bounced on to us because of the victim's alleged connections to the Døds Forbannelse. The Døds Forbannelse is one of the five major gangs in the tri-borough area, with links to the Brooklyn Bullets and the Tanglewood boys. The Tanglewood Boys have been quiet recently as their number one, Sonny Sassone, is awaiting his trial for murder, so the Brooklyn Bullets have been picking up the slack." He nodded at Eirik.

'I've been undercover with the Døds Forbannelse for the past eight months. They're largely involved with money laundering and human traffic, but with Sassone gone, they're stepping up a gear – moving into drugs. Davin Loeffler is a small time crook over in Staten Island. What connects him to the Døds Forbannelse is property. He provides the illegals places to stay until they are moved on to whichever location is next for them.' Eirik paused. 'Whilst Loeffler has remained somewhat neutral between the gangs, providing housing for all, rumour has it he's been supplying the Døds Forbannelse with information about the Brooklyn Bullet's street dealers.'

'So his murder was a revenge thing?' Lindsay asked, pausing in the notes she was scribbling.

Eirik nodded. 'And probably a warning too. The Bullets want to reaffirm who's in charge of the drug supplies in NYC.'

'Do you know who killed him?' Hawkes asked.

Eirik shook his head. 'It could have been a number of low-level gang members.'

'If the gangs are about to ascertain who's in charge, we need to get in their first, before a turf war ensues, and innocent people get hurt,' Ikaia took over. 'So we're going to start by arresting Davin's killer.'

Taylor frowned, 'But I though you said you didn't know who killed him?'

Zena smiled patiently. 'We don't. But there are a dozen or so outstanding warrants and that's the first place to start.'

'You said you had some information?' Ikaia asked her.

'Yeah, an Escalade,' Taylor scratched her head.

'There must be hundreds of Escalades registered on this island alone,' Carby frowned, his voice lined with scepticism.

'It was black. With blacked out windows,' she offered.

Carby snorted. 'Who's your source.'

'Taylor's source is an anonymous informant who will only communicate with her,' Stella answered for her, saving her. Taylor nodded quickly.

Ikaia looked down at his watch. 'We need to be wrapping this up. I propose that in two hours time, we leave for Staten Island and start reading those Miranda rights.'

Stella nodded. 'We'll be ready.''

Zena stood. 'Come on Eirik. You need to get back to your cell.'

Taylor's mouth dropped open as Eirik held his hands behind his back and Zena cuffed him.

'I have to have a reason for being in here,' Eirik shrugged at her, seeing her shocked face. He turned to Carby. 'You can hit me this time.'

'Aw,' Zena pouted. 'Why are you taking my fun away from me?'

Eirik arched an eyebrow. 'Because I lost a tooth the last time you hit me, and my dental is strained as it is. Carby hits like 5 year old.'

Taylor watched in horror as Carby laid one on Eirik's jaw, and then the O.C.C.B. team, bar Ikaia, filed out of the room. She glanced at Sheldon – he seemed to be thinking along the same lines as she was, judging from his expression.

She rose to her feet, about to do the same, when Maddy appeared with Davin, complete with an Escalade at the far end of the table. Taylor's eyes bulged out her head, and she quickly turned so her back was to the others. 'Not now,' she mouthed at the ghosts.

'Be careful,' came her response.

Taylor sighed and glanced at one of the whiteboards. There was a graph showing how gang related murders had risen over the past five years.

'Be careful,' Davin repeated.

Taylor swallowed and turned. She waited until Angell and Lindsay had stepped out of the room, and Stella and Ikaia were deep in conversation, so she grabbed Hawkes' arm and pulled him back. 'I don't like this,' she muttered.

Hawkes placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. 'It's routine. What could go wrong?'

Taylor's eyes widened. 'You had to say it, didn't you? I have to come.'

Hawkes shook his head. 'A meeting is one thing, but a ride-along to a bust – I doubt Stella could pull that one off.'

Taylor turned and looked back at Maddy (who was all but drooling over Hawkes) and at Davin.

'Be careful.'

Taylor turned back to Hawkes. 'You don't understand. I really think I should come.'

Hawkes sighed. 'Like I told you, there is no chance you're getting in a squad car-'

'But-'

'But should you decide to go for a drive this afternoon, and should you decide to head over to Staten Island, and should you decide to get out in Tompkinsville, well, it's still a free country.'

Taylor nodded, managing a worried smile, and dashed out of the lab, the words "be careful" echoing in her ear.