CSI: NY/CSI: NO crossover: City of Devils, chapter one
Title: City of Devils, chapter one
Author(s): thiscanbegin/siriusly_sex
Fandom: CSI: NY/CSI: NO
Summary: A chemical explosion leads the NY CSIs to New Orleans.
It was a fairly calm day in Unagi Pharmaceuticals for Marie O'Connor. She had spent the last six hours testing to see if the new pills were working or not, and just put up her lab coat when she spotted the night janitor (wasn't his name Jim or James or something?) and waved at him.
He smiled and nodded in reply, pushing his cart to the next room.
She shrugged off her lab coat, put on her new jacket (that her new boyfriend got her) and grabbed her keys out of her purse, walking out the door to her car.
Later, Marie would think it was a miracle that she got out the building when she did, but at that moment, she simply smiled happily at Donald Jeremiah, one of her co-workers as he walked by her car. "Forget something?" she asked pleasantly.
"Yeah," he said, smirking, "just forgot something in my locker."
"Well," Marie said, starting her car, "I'll see you tomorrow! Have a good night!"
He nodded at her, "You, too."
A few miles away, as Marie got closer to the city, she heard a deafening boom and looked in her rearview mirror. The building she was in just minutes before had exploded.
Mac Taylor was not first on scene. He was not even second or third; in fact, he arrived near last, along with Danny Messer and Sheldon Hawkes, because the FDNY, who were first, the ambulances, who were second, and the police, who were third, arrived before them. The fire was still not settled yet, so they stood behind the trucks, watching in a sad silence.
Finally, a long hour later, the fire was controlled enough for the CSIs to be let onto the scene. Mac went straight for Don Flack, Jr, who had just finished talking with one of the firefighters. "What's up, Flack?"
Flack turned around, a grim look on his face. "This was Unagi Pharmaceuticals, Mac, one of the leading cancer research facilities in the country. Witness called it in -" Flack pointed to a crying woman who had her arms crossed "- a Marie O'Connor, who had left the building about five minutes before the explosion. She saw it in her rear view mirror and called the fire department. Don't know about any bodies yet. She said she saw the one the janitor, Jimmy something about twenty minutes before she left. And then of the other scientists, Donald Jeremiah, coming in before the explosion. She said that he told her he forgot something in his locker, then boom." Flack said, trying to smile at his joke, but it didn't quite take.
Mac could see how tense Flack was about this; the explosion he was in almost a year ago still haunted him. Mac nodded and put a hand on Flack's shoulder. "Okay, Flack?"
The younger man just nodded and turned away; off to talk to another firefighter or witness, Mac supposed.
Mac met up with Danny and Hawkes, who had both got to work on what was left the first floor of the building. "Anything yet?"
"Nada, Mac." Danny said, flashing his light around, looking at all the debris. He was amazed at the damage of the explosion.
Hawkes, who was near by examining another area nodded his head, too had found nothing. "Was there anyone still in the building?"
"The witness said a janitor and another scientist were in there about ten to twenty minutes before the explosion. She didn't say where the janitor was last seen but apparently the scientist, Donald Jeremiah, was headed for the locker room to get something out of his locker." Mac headed back outside to where Flack was standing by the witness, and asked her for directions to the locker room. He came back a minute or so later. "Locker room is down that hall, second door on the left. Hawkes you go check it out. Danny and I will get started out here." Hawkes nodded, and left for the locker room, while Mac and Danny opened their kits and got to work.
About ten minutes later, Hawkes returned with a sad look on his face. "You guys are going to want to see this," he said and led them to the locker room. Just inside the door was a charred and badly burnt body. There were about two and a half rows of lockers blown out of place by the blast. This was obviously the point of origin for the explosion and it was possible that the dead body was the arsonist. "I found this inside his coat pocket." Hawkes said, holding up a piece of molten plastic that he placed in an evidence bag.
"It's too badly burnt to know what it is, but I'd assume it was some sort of ID badge. We'll get it back to Adam and see if he can't do something with it. Can you tell anything about the body?" Mac asked.
Hawkes knelt down near the body, and examined it further. "Male, I can tell from the size of his skull, and what's left of his body. About six foot three I'd say, give or take an inch. Most of his skin has melted off, but I think he's Caucasian."
"What the hell could have done this?" Danny asked, disgusted.
Hawkes shook his head, "Judging by the damage to his skin, I'd say it was a chemical explosion of some kind. I can't be sure which chemicals exactly until we get some samples back to the lab."
Danny sighed, but nodded, grabbing an ALS from his kit and running it carefully around the room. Every so often, he would grab a swab and take a sample of the chemicals, but otherwise, he was silent.
Mac had moved to another room to process it, doing the same thing as Danny was. There wasn't much time or manpower, and they had to work quickly.
Hawkes, on the other hand, had carefully started to collect the bones of the victim into evidence bags, knowing that it had to go to the coroner anyway.
A few minutes later, just as he was about to put the last visible bone into another bag, Peyton Driscoll, accompanied by a junior ME, had arrived on scene. "Hello, Sheldon," she said to Hawkes pleasantly, after giving a little smile towards Mac. She kneeled down to examine the remains and nodded up towards the young ME beside her, who had a disgusted, pale look on his face. "Giving Jerry here a chance to visit an explosion scene to collect evidence, but it seems you've already collected it."
Hawkes smiled grimly, "Well, we might have another victim. Witness said two people were in the building when it exploded."
Peyton smiled sadly. "Unfortunate."
A couple of hours later, when the evidence had piled up and it was time for someone to head back to the lab to process it, Danny was placed with the task. He was back at the lab in no time, carrying a couple of boxes of evidence in with him.
He ran into Stella and Adam, who were in Trace waiting for something over Stella's case. "Hey, Adam, want help processing these?"
Adam, who looked up when Danny entered the room, shook his head. "No problem," he said, reaching over to take the boxes from Danny.
Danny paused before handing over the evidence. "Well, you know, we're not done at the crime scene yet; Mac and Hawkes are still down there."
This time it was Adam who paused. "Yeah, okay, I guess I could use some help."
Stella let out a chuckle. "I guess I should get out of your hair, then. Page me when you get something?"
Adam nodded while taking one of the boxes from Danny. "Yeah, of course, Stell."
The two started work right away, processing one piece of evidence after another. Soon, Mac and Hawkes came in, tired but still alert, with more boxes. "Anything yet?" Mac asked.
"Yeah, Mac, I got the charred ID that Hawkes found and hooked it up to the infrared scanner. The name says, 'Donald Jeremiah," so it looks like your body is a scientist and not a janitor."
"Okay, good," Mac said, nodding his approval. "Did you process any of the chemicals we found at the scene?"
"Yeah," Danny said, "but it's still processing. We just put it in the mass spec, so it's gonna take a little while longer."
"Let me know soon as you find out anything." Mac said to Danny before leaving the lab with Hawkes following.
"The vic is a scientist and it's safe to say that the locker room was the origin point for the blast." Mac nodded silently. Hawkes continued, "So it looks like our scientist was the arsonist, but why?"
"That is the million dollar question, and it's up to us to figure out the answer. I'm going to go with Flack to Jeremiah's apartment, see if there's something there that could explain why he wanted to blow up Unagi Pharm. Why don't you go down and talk to Peyton, see if she has anything else to tell us about the body.
Hawkes nodded, and headed off to the elevator to go down to the morgue, while Mac went off in search of Flack.
Down in the morgue, Hawkes walked in on Peyton and Hammerback talking about the body. "I have never seen burns like this before." The older coroner stated.
"Going to put this in your book?" Hawkes joked. Hammerback was always going on about all the weird things he had seen and how he should write a book about it.
"Possibly." He said smiling, before leaving Hawkes and Peyton to do their work.
"Sid is right." Peyton said with a small smile, "I have never seen burns like this either. Do we know what caused it?"
"Not yet, but Danny is running the samples through the mass spec, so we should know soon enough."
"It will take me a while to process the body. There's too much tissue damage so you won't be able to get a DNA sample, but I took a molding of the teeth" she said, handing the mold to Hawkes. "That should be able to give you something at least."
Hawkes nodded, "COD?"
"At this point, I can only assume the blast killed him. But like I said, it will take a while and we'll find out more then."
"Okay, I'll run this up to Adam, give me a call when you find anything new."
"Will do." Peyton smiled, as Hawkes walked off, back up stairs.
Author(s): thiscanbegin/siriusly_sex
Fandom: CSI: NY/CSI: NO
Summary: A chemical explosion leads the NY CSIs to New Orleans.
It was a fairly calm day in Unagi Pharmaceuticals for Marie O'Connor. She had spent the last six hours testing to see if the new pills were working or not, and just put up her lab coat when she spotted the night janitor (wasn't his name Jim or James or something?) and waved at him.
He smiled and nodded in reply, pushing his cart to the next room.
She shrugged off her lab coat, put on her new jacket (that her new boyfriend got her) and grabbed her keys out of her purse, walking out the door to her car.
Later, Marie would think it was a miracle that she got out the building when she did, but at that moment, she simply smiled happily at Donald Jeremiah, one of her co-workers as he walked by her car. "Forget something?" she asked pleasantly.
"Yeah," he said, smirking, "just forgot something in my locker."
"Well," Marie said, starting her car, "I'll see you tomorrow! Have a good night!"
He nodded at her, "You, too."
A few miles away, as Marie got closer to the city, she heard a deafening boom and looked in her rearview mirror. The building she was in just minutes before had exploded.
Mac Taylor was not first on scene. He was not even second or third; in fact, he arrived near last, along with Danny Messer and Sheldon Hawkes, because the FDNY, who were first, the ambulances, who were second, and the police, who were third, arrived before them. The fire was still not settled yet, so they stood behind the trucks, watching in a sad silence.
Finally, a long hour later, the fire was controlled enough for the CSIs to be let onto the scene. Mac went straight for Don Flack, Jr, who had just finished talking with one of the firefighters. "What's up, Flack?"
Flack turned around, a grim look on his face. "This was Unagi Pharmaceuticals, Mac, one of the leading cancer research facilities in the country. Witness called it in -" Flack pointed to a crying woman who had her arms crossed "- a Marie O'Connor, who had left the building about five minutes before the explosion. She saw it in her rear view mirror and called the fire department. Don't know about any bodies yet. She said she saw the one the janitor, Jimmy something about twenty minutes before she left. And then of the other scientists, Donald Jeremiah, coming in before the explosion. She said that he told her he forgot something in his locker, then boom." Flack said, trying to smile at his joke, but it didn't quite take.
Mac could see how tense Flack was about this; the explosion he was in almost a year ago still haunted him. Mac nodded and put a hand on Flack's shoulder. "Okay, Flack?"
The younger man just nodded and turned away; off to talk to another firefighter or witness, Mac supposed.
Mac met up with Danny and Hawkes, who had both got to work on what was left the first floor of the building. "Anything yet?"
"Nada, Mac." Danny said, flashing his light around, looking at all the debris. He was amazed at the damage of the explosion.
Hawkes, who was near by examining another area nodded his head, too had found nothing. "Was there anyone still in the building?"
"The witness said a janitor and another scientist were in there about ten to twenty minutes before the explosion. She didn't say where the janitor was last seen but apparently the scientist, Donald Jeremiah, was headed for the locker room to get something out of his locker." Mac headed back outside to where Flack was standing by the witness, and asked her for directions to the locker room. He came back a minute or so later. "Locker room is down that hall, second door on the left. Hawkes you go check it out. Danny and I will get started out here." Hawkes nodded, and left for the locker room, while Mac and Danny opened their kits and got to work.
About ten minutes later, Hawkes returned with a sad look on his face. "You guys are going to want to see this," he said and led them to the locker room. Just inside the door was a charred and badly burnt body. There were about two and a half rows of lockers blown out of place by the blast. This was obviously the point of origin for the explosion and it was possible that the dead body was the arsonist. "I found this inside his coat pocket." Hawkes said, holding up a piece of molten plastic that he placed in an evidence bag.
"It's too badly burnt to know what it is, but I'd assume it was some sort of ID badge. We'll get it back to Adam and see if he can't do something with it. Can you tell anything about the body?" Mac asked.
Hawkes knelt down near the body, and examined it further. "Male, I can tell from the size of his skull, and what's left of his body. About six foot three I'd say, give or take an inch. Most of his skin has melted off, but I think he's Caucasian."
"What the hell could have done this?" Danny asked, disgusted.
Hawkes shook his head, "Judging by the damage to his skin, I'd say it was a chemical explosion of some kind. I can't be sure which chemicals exactly until we get some samples back to the lab."
Danny sighed, but nodded, grabbing an ALS from his kit and running it carefully around the room. Every so often, he would grab a swab and take a sample of the chemicals, but otherwise, he was silent.
Mac had moved to another room to process it, doing the same thing as Danny was. There wasn't much time or manpower, and they had to work quickly.
Hawkes, on the other hand, had carefully started to collect the bones of the victim into evidence bags, knowing that it had to go to the coroner anyway.
A few minutes later, just as he was about to put the last visible bone into another bag, Peyton Driscoll, accompanied by a junior ME, had arrived on scene. "Hello, Sheldon," she said to Hawkes pleasantly, after giving a little smile towards Mac. She kneeled down to examine the remains and nodded up towards the young ME beside her, who had a disgusted, pale look on his face. "Giving Jerry here a chance to visit an explosion scene to collect evidence, but it seems you've already collected it."
Hawkes smiled grimly, "Well, we might have another victim. Witness said two people were in the building when it exploded."
Peyton smiled sadly. "Unfortunate."
A couple of hours later, when the evidence had piled up and it was time for someone to head back to the lab to process it, Danny was placed with the task. He was back at the lab in no time, carrying a couple of boxes of evidence in with him.
He ran into Stella and Adam, who were in Trace waiting for something over Stella's case. "Hey, Adam, want help processing these?"
Adam, who looked up when Danny entered the room, shook his head. "No problem," he said, reaching over to take the boxes from Danny.
Danny paused before handing over the evidence. "Well, you know, we're not done at the crime scene yet; Mac and Hawkes are still down there."
This time it was Adam who paused. "Yeah, okay, I guess I could use some help."
Stella let out a chuckle. "I guess I should get out of your hair, then. Page me when you get something?"
Adam nodded while taking one of the boxes from Danny. "Yeah, of course, Stell."
The two started work right away, processing one piece of evidence after another. Soon, Mac and Hawkes came in, tired but still alert, with more boxes. "Anything yet?" Mac asked.
"Yeah, Mac, I got the charred ID that Hawkes found and hooked it up to the infrared scanner. The name says, 'Donald Jeremiah," so it looks like your body is a scientist and not a janitor."
"Okay, good," Mac said, nodding his approval. "Did you process any of the chemicals we found at the scene?"
"Yeah," Danny said, "but it's still processing. We just put it in the mass spec, so it's gonna take a little while longer."
"Let me know soon as you find out anything." Mac said to Danny before leaving the lab with Hawkes following.
"The vic is a scientist and it's safe to say that the locker room was the origin point for the blast." Mac nodded silently. Hawkes continued, "So it looks like our scientist was the arsonist, but why?"
"That is the million dollar question, and it's up to us to figure out the answer. I'm going to go with Flack to Jeremiah's apartment, see if there's something there that could explain why he wanted to blow up Unagi Pharm. Why don't you go down and talk to Peyton, see if she has anything else to tell us about the body.
Hawkes nodded, and headed off to the elevator to go down to the morgue, while Mac went off in search of Flack.
Down in the morgue, Hawkes walked in on Peyton and Hammerback talking about the body. "I have never seen burns like this before." The older coroner stated.
"Going to put this in your book?" Hawkes joked. Hammerback was always going on about all the weird things he had seen and how he should write a book about it.
"Possibly." He said smiling, before leaving Hawkes and Peyton to do their work.
"Sid is right." Peyton said with a small smile, "I have never seen burns like this either. Do we know what caused it?"
"Not yet, but Danny is running the samples through the mass spec, so we should know soon enough."
"It will take me a while to process the body. There's too much tissue damage so you won't be able to get a DNA sample, but I took a molding of the teeth" she said, handing the mold to Hawkes. "That should be able to give you something at least."
Hawkes nodded, "COD?"
"At this point, I can only assume the blast killed him. But like I said, it will take a while and we'll find out more then."
"Okay, I'll run this up to Adam, give me a call when you find anything new."
"Will do." Peyton smiled, as Hawkes walked off, back up stairs.