Disclaimer: I am not connected in any way with the creators of any of the CSI shows. (I wish I was though, so Danny and Lindsay would get together already.) These are just my mind's version of the show.
The incessant ringing of his alarm clock jolted Don Flack Jr. from the wonderful world of sleep. Blearily, he reached out and slammed his hand down on the offending object and rolled over to the bright ray of sunlight that streamed through his apartment window. He turned his head to check the date on his alarm clock. November 6. Something's happening today. Oh, yeah. We got a new guy coming in. Goody.
Sighing, Flack resigned himself to the fact that he had to get up and untangled himself from his sheets. He padded barefoot down the hall of his apartment to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and mentally ran through the all the details he knew about his soon-to-be partner. Just yesterday, the chief stopped by his desk to tell him that he was getting a new partner. What's his name again? Rifling through all the names in his head, he tried to recall the name the chief had mentioned. J. It started with a J. Jason? No. John. Too common. He remembered only that the name started with a J and was pretty unique. Aha! Jordan. Jordan Addison, from Los Angeles. Yep, that pretty much summed up all the details that Flack knew about his new partner. Hope he's a cool guy. Stakeouts are no fun if your partner's a killjoy.
Gulping down the rest of his coffee, Flack grabbed a shirt and pants from his closet and took a quick shower. Twenty minutes later, he was in his car on the way to the station.
Flack's phone rang just as he reached his desk. "Flack," he answered. He listened in silence to the caller and grabbed his memo pad to write down the details of the call. "All right, I'm on my way. Just let me grab my stuff and I'll meet you there."
Just then, Chief Roberts entered the station with a slightly built woman, about 5'6". She had light brown hair that fell straight to her shoulders and wide green eyes. She was dressed simply, in tan-colored slacks and a blue sweater. Wow, she's cute. Wonder who she is? Flack thought to himself as he watched Chief Roberts wind his way through the mess of desks in the station room. It didn't register yet that the Chief seemed to be heading towards his table.
With a start, Flack realized that Chief Roberts was standing in front of his desk. As he looked up, Chief Roberts said in his deep voice, "Morning, Flack. You ready to meet your new partner?"
Flack grinned and greeted the Chief. "All right, Chief. Where's the new guy?"
Chief Roberts stepped aside and motioned the person behind him to come closer to Flack's desk. "Don Flack, this is Jordan Addison. Jordan, meet your new partner, Don Flack Jr."
Flack's blue eyes moved from the Chief's twinkling eyes to the person beside him. He continued to grin like an idiot and waited for his new partner to emerge. Then with a start, he realized that Chief Roberts had introduced the cutie he noticed earlier as his new partner. Holy shit. "You're Jordan?"
The woman stepped closer and held out her hand for Flack to shake. "Jordan Addison, formerly LAPD. NYPD now, I guess," with a brief smile.
The idea that Jordan Addison was a woman took a while longer to sink in Flack's brain. No wait, he mentally corrected himself, not only is she a woman, she's a hell of a looker too. Damn, this might get sticky. Mentally rousing himself from his daze, he extended his own hand to take hers in a firm handshake. "Good to meet you, Jordan. Sorry for spacing out. I was just a bit surprised."
Jordan laughed, "You surprised that I'm a girl?"
Flack laughed in response, "Well, your name is Jordan."
Her eyes twinkled, "Don't worry, I get that a lot. I don't mind."
Flack replied, "Well, you got here just in time. I just got a call about a DB in a Manhattan loft and we need to roll. Chief, if you'll excuse us, we gotta go earn our salaries."
Chief Roberts answered, "Go on ahead. Flack, go easy on her, it's her first day."
Jordan waved a good-bye to the Chief and said, "Don't worry about me. I can handle it."
Flack held the door open for her, "Let's go partner. We'll call the lab dudes on the way to the scene."
As they strode down to the garage, Flack fished his phone out of his pocket and hit a number on his speed dial. "Mac, DB in Manhattan, we need two of your guys there." He paused while listening to Mac's response. "Alright, I'll meet Danny and Lindsay on the scene." By now, he and Jordan had reached his parked car. In a few more seconds, they were on the road and on the way to the crime scene. Fortunately, traffic wasn't bad and they got there in less than twenty minutes.
Okay. So that was my first fan-fic. Hope you guys like it. Please write reviews so that I can make it better. Thanks!