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The New Jersey Connection	By : Brassfan24 Category: CSI > General Views: 1657 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2
/Newark, New Jersey/
Peter froze in his chair when he heard his brother's voice. A voice he hadn't heard in years. "Jim, what do you want?" Peter asked gruffly.
"I need some information on one of your cases out there."
"Which one?"
"A DB named Dominic Roselli."
"Dominic Roselli? Why do you want to know about him?" Peter asked nervously.
"I have a DB of my own out here that I think is connected."
"Connected how?"
"Possibly shot with the same gun."
"You know this for sure?" Peter asked wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"The bullet we took out of him matched a hit on IBIS to Roselli. So, yeah I'm sure."
"Listen, Jim, I'll have to talk to the detective in charge. I'll get back to you, okay?"
"Okay. I'll be waiting." Jim said and hung up.
Peter slammed down the phone, jumped up from his chair and made a mad dash for the door. He ran down the stairs nearly knocking people over as he went. When he made it outside to his car, he jumped in and peeled out of the parking lot.
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Peter pulled into the parking lot of Bada Bing, parked and ran inside to the back room. The whole crew was still there and turned toward the door when Peter burst in. "Whoa, Pete, where's the fucking fire?" Ralphie asked.
"We got a problem. A big one." Peter said frantically.
"What's going on, Pete?" Tony asked.
"I just got a call from the Las Vegas Police Department asking about Roselli."
"Roselli? How the fuck would Vegas know about Roselli?" Paulie asked.
"Apparently they matched the bullet they took out of Romano." Peter said.
"Why would they be able to match the fucking bullet they took out of Romano to the one from Roselli? The same fucking gun shouldn't have been used." Tony yelled.
"Looks like our guy fucked up." Sil stated.
"You should've let me make the hit, Tony." Nicole said.
"Yeah, at least then we wouldn't have this fucking problem." Ralphie added.
"Well, we know what we gotta do, don't we?" Tony asked.
"I'll take care of it, Tony." Nicole volunteered.
"Okay. Don't fuck it up."
"No problem. This motherfucker is already dead." Nicole stated and left the room.
"You sure she can handle this?" Paulie asked.
"Yeah because if she can't I'll gladly cap the fucker." Christopher added.
"She can fucking handle it. She knows what she's doing." Ralphie stated.
"All right, everyone shut the fuck up. The problem is being taken care of." Tony said and turned to Peter. "Thanks, Pete, I really appreciate you telling us."
"Anytime. But listen I gotta get back to work. I'll catch you guys later." Peter said and left for the second time that day.
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Nicole drove out to Mac McKenzy's house. He was the hitman that the crew hired to get rid of their problems. Now, as it turned out, he was the problem. But not for long, Nicole was going to make sure of that. Nicole sat in her truck and watched as Mac came out of his house.
Before he had a chance to get in his car, Nicole crept up behind him and smashed him in the back of the head with a pipe. She looked around to see if anyone had noticed but there wasn't a person out on the street. She grabbed Mac's body and threw him in the back of the truck. Now all she had to do was take him to a deserted place and finish the job.
Nicole knew just the place: The Pine Barrens. The perfect place to dump a body. No chance it will ever be found. She got the truck on the highway and made the trip in less time than she expected. She pulled the truck in among the trees, so she wouldn't be noticed by cars passing by on the highway.
She got out of the truck and went around to the back. She opened the back and pulled Mac's unconscious body out onto the ground. She dragged him well into the woods, along with her 9MM Glock and a shovel. Once she was comfortable with the distance she stopped and let him fall to the ground. Then waited a good half-hour until he finally started to come to. What was the point of shooting someone if they were unconscious? But during that half-hour, Nicole didn't just sit around; she dug the hole that was about to become Mac McKenzy's grave.
Once he was fully conscious again, he looked up at Nicole. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Taking care of a big fucking liability."
"What are you talking about?"
"You had a job to do. But you fucked up. Tony hates fuck-ups." Nicole dropped the shovel and pulled out her Glock. "Welcome to the last day of your life."
"Please, don't. I'll make it up to Tony, I swear."
"Too late." Nicole said and pulled the trigger, shooting Mac right between the eyes. Then she dumped his lifeless body into the waiting grave and filled in the hole.
After the job was done, Nicole drove back to Newark very satisfied.
/Las Vegas, Nevada/
Jim was sitting in his office when there was a knock on the door. It opened and Catherine was standing there. Jim smiled when he saw her. "Any news from Newark?" Catherine asked taking a seat in front of his desk.
"Not yet. But I don't intend to hear anything from them."
"Really? Why is that?"
"My brother's the Captain of homicide out there and if Romano was a hit, I'm afraid Peter could be involved."
"Your brother's involved in the mob?"
"In a big way. He's involved with the most dangerous crime family on the East coast."
"The Sopranos? Wow, I had no idea. How did you find out?"
"It was by accident, really. I overheard him talking to a member of the crew. One thing I don't tolerate is a dirty cop. And Peter is as dirty as they come."
"Oh, Jim, I'm sorry." Catherine said, got up and moved around to Jim's side of his desk. She sat on the edge and looked into his eyes. She couldn't believe how blue they looked at that moment. Not to mention how sad. She leaned down and kissed Jim gently on the lips.
Jim stood up, put his arms around Catherine's waist and pulled her to him. She wrapped her arms around Jim's neck and deepened the kiss further. When the kiss ended they both looked at each other and smiled. It was exactly what Jim needed to take his mind off of Peter.
"So, what are we going to do?" Catherine asked.
"Feel like taking a trip?"
"To Newark? Okay, when do we leave?"
"I have to clear some personal time with the Sheriff, so I'll let you know. You might want to inform Nick and book off some personal time yourselves."
"Nick? Why?"
"I think we should bring him along. We'll need all the help we can get."
"Okay. Want to tell me why we're making this unofficial?"
"It's less messy that way. Better to keep a low profile."
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Jim made his way to Sheriff Ben Burdick's office. He knocked on the door and waited for a response. "Come in." Burdick replied.
"Sheriff? I need to talk to you."
"What is it, Jim?"
"I need to take some emergency leave."
"Jim, the last time you took "emergency leave", you ended up playing a vice cop in L.A."
"My daughter, Ellie, was in trouble. I wasn't gonna turn my back on her."
"Very touching. What's the emergency this time?"
"I have to go back to Newark. It's a family matter."
"Yeah, I'm aware of your so-called "family matters", Jim." Burdick looked at Jim and knew he wasn't going to give so he gave in. "Fine. But one infraction and you're suspended without pay."
"Right, Ben." Jim said and left the office.
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Jim found Catherine and Nick in the break room. They were seated at the table talking when Jim walked in. "So, Jim, when do we leave?" Nick asked.
"The sooner the better." Jim replied.
"Okay, so what's the mode of transportation?" Catherine asked.
"We could fly." Nick suggested.
"I was thinking we would drive." Jim countered.
"Road trip? Excellent." Catherine stated.
"Whoa! Wait a minute. You can't be serious. I don't want to be trapped in a car for two days with you two lovebirds."
"Suck it up, Nicky. We're driving. We out-vote and out-rank you." Catherine said teasing him.
Nick sighed. "This is gonna be a long trip."
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They all decided they'd be better off taking Catherine's SUV, since there would be more room. They piled their entire luggage into the back and hit the road. Jim got behind the wheel, while Catherine took shotgun and Nick hopped in the back.
Just as they started driving, Catherine turned on the radio and Shot Through the Heart by Bon Jovi was playing. Nick wasn't exactly thrilled with the music. After all he was a country music fan. "Hey, can you change the station?"
"Come on, Nick, this is Bon Jovi. Don't tell me you're not a fan?" Catherine asked.
"Not particularly. Let's find something we can agree on." Nick whined.
Catherine started switching the channels on the radio. She stopped on a station that was playing Out in the Streets by Blondie. "How's this Nick?" Catherine asked.
"Deborah Harry's fine, but I'm not a fan of the music."
"What do you like Nick?" Jim asked.
"Mostly country, but I do like some rock."
Catherine started channel surfing again. Finally, Catherine stopped on a station that was playing Heartache Tonight by The Eagles. "Now, this I like." Nick said from the backseat.
With Nick happy in the backseat, Catherine reached out and took Jim's hand. Jim glanced over at her and smiled. Apparently the radio station was playing double shots because One of These Nights by The Eagles came on right after.
Both Jim and Catherine figured this station would keep Nick happy for awhile. They didn't care what was playing on the radio. Many hours later Jim crossed over into Colorado. Of course he was dead tired. They pulled over at a rest stop to get some food.
They walked into the diner and took a seat in a booth. Jim sat down next to the window, Catherine sat down next to him and Nick sat across from them. The waitress came over, took their orders and left. None of them could believe they were making a cross-country trip but here they were sitting in a diner in Colorado.
After they finished eating, they got back on the road. This time with Nick driving. Both Jim and Catherine climbed in the backseat. Catherine needed some sleep before it was her turn to drive. She snuggled closely to Jim and rested her head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head and wrapped and arms around her. Nick looked at them through the rearview mirror and smiled to himself. He was actually happy that two of his best friends found love with each other.
Nick drove a few more miles and glanced back at them again, they were both still sound asleep. Nick was getting bored and decided to turn the radio on. He found himself a country station and was satisfied with the song that was playing: What I'd Say by Gary Allan.
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The country station that Nick had playing passed the time for him and he ended up crossing over into Missouri. Jim and Catherine were well awake by this time and were still in the backseat. They stopped for more food and Catherine took over the driving after they left the diner.
Nick gave Jim shotgun and climbed back in the backseat. Jim reached over and turned the radio on. Hoping to find something that would get a rise out of Nick. But he stopped when he heard Holy Water by Big 'n' Rich. Jim loved this song. Apparently so did Catherine and Nick.
They were making their trip in great time. They had been on the road now for two days and should be making their way into Newark any time now. Nick took over the last leg of the trip and so Jim and Catherine decided to catch some z's.
Nick got on the highway and when Jim and Catherine woke up they couldn't believe what they saw. "Nick? How the fuck did we end up in Pennsylvania?" Jim asked.
"I took the wrong exit on the highway. I was hoping to back on track by the time you two woke up."
/Newark, New Jersey/
Finally, hours later they made their way into Newark. The trip took two and a half days. It would have only taken two days if Nick hadn't of gotten them lost. But they were there now and drove to the nearest hotel. Catherine went and checked them in, while Jim and Nick got the bags out of the SUV.
When they all met up in the lobby, Catherine handed Nick his room key. Jim looked at her. "Okay, where's my key? I really need a shower."
Nick knew where this was going and took off for his room. Catherine smiled at Jim. "Hmmm. I got your room key right here. Follow me."
Jim, carrying their bags, followed Catherine upstairs to the room. Catherine opened the door and pulled Jim inside. "Catherine, what are you doing?" Jim asked.
"You didn't think we'd be in separate rooms, now did you?"
"Well... I... uh..." Jim stammered.
Catherine pulled Jim into a kiss. Jim wrapped his arms around her and gently pulled her toward the bed, but suddenly he broke the kiss. Catherine looked into Jim's eyes. "I've wanted you for the last two days, Jim, don't stop now."
That's all Jim needed to hear. He took Catherine in his arms and kissed her neck. Then they undressed each other. Jim gently laid Catherine down on the bed and then laid beside her. Catherine then kissed him. Jim suddenly broke the kiss and started his way along her lean body. First kissing her throat and taking little nibbles with his teeth. That drove Catherine wild. Then he proceeded to place little kisses down her body until he came in contact with her right breast, taking the nipple into his mouth. He sucked hungrily and then went on to give its twin the same attention.
Finally, Jim moved downward and kissed her flat stomach. The lower he moved, the more Catherine moaned. A sound that Jim loved to hear. That sound always meant that he was doing everything just right. Then he made it to that magic spot between her thighs. He slowly explored her womanhood with his hot, wet tongue, making her buck her hips to meet his face. It didn't take her long to come because Jim knew all the right spots to hit.
After the pleasure Jim had just bestowed on Catherine, she wanted to return the favor to him. "Jimmy, roll over."
Jim froze for a moment. Did Catherine just call him Jimmy? She never, in all the years he's known her, called him Jimmy. It was usually Jim or Brass. Could this be a good sign. A new level of intimacy between them? Suddenly, Jim shook the thoughts from his head, did as she asked and rolled over onto his back. Catherine repeated the same routine that Jim had just performed on her. She started at his throat and kissed and nibbled all the way down while running her fingers through his dark chest hair. When she got to her favorite place, Jim jumped slightly as her lips touched the tip of his hard shaft. She slowly ran her tongue down its length until she reached the base and then, back up again. She finally took the tip into her mouth and began to move her head up and down. Jim moaned in pleasure. Just as he was about to come he stopped her and pulled her up toward him.
Jim then rolled her over onto her back and kissed her passionately on the lips. She responded hungrily and snaked her hands through his hair. Jim began to position himself on top of her and with one smooth motion he was inside. Jim began a slow thrust that eventually became faster and faster, until they both came together. He collapsed on top of her and whispered into her ear, "That was amazing, Catherine."
"You took the words right out of my mouth, Jimmy," she said in a ragged breath. Jimmy. There it was again. He could definitely get used to this.
They were both spent after their amazing lovemaking and they curled up in each other's arms to catch at least a few hours of sleep.
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Peter arrived at Ralphie's house and rang the bell. Nicole answered the door. "Hey, Pete. Ralphie's in the tub. He'll be down in a few."
"He's the only guy I know that likes taking baths." Peter said.
"Come on in, I'll get you a drink."
"Thanks. So where's Justin?"
"Outside, with a friend."
Suddenly, Ralphie's maid burst in the house and made a mad dash for the stairs. She started pounding on the bathroom door. "Mr. Ralph? Mr. Ralph? Come quick."
"What? What is it?" Ralphie yelled from the tub.
"Mr. Ralph, please, come quick."
"What the fuck are you screaming about?" Ralphie screamed at her.
By this time Peter and Nicole had made it to the top of the stairs and watched her frantically pounding on the door. "What's going on?" Nicole asked.
"Mr. Ralph, it's Justin. He is hurt. Bad."
When Ralph heard that he jumped out of the tub, threw on his bath robe and took off toward the backyard. Nicole and Peter were right behind him. Justin was on the ground, not moving. He had an arrow sticking out of his chest. "Justin, hang in there. We're gonna get you some help. Call 911!" Ralphie screamed. Peter already had his cell phone and had given the 911 operator the address. "Justin? You're gonna be okay." Ralphie said.
When the paramedics showed up, they loaded Justin onto a stretcher and into the back of the bus. Ralphie climbed in the back, while Peter and Nicole went in his car.
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Justin had been in surgery now for over an hour. Peter's sister Andrea was the doctor taking care of him. When she came out Ralphie jumped up from his seat. "How's Justin?" Andrea took Ralphie aside to talk to him. When he returned to the waiting room he was as white as a ghost.
"How's he doing?" Peter asked.
"The arrow punctured his lung. He can't breathe on his own right now." Ralphie said.
Peter grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. "Listen, Ralphie, Justin's a strong kid. He'll come out of this just fine."
Just then they saw doctors and nurses running into Justin's room. Ralphie panicked and stopped one of the nurses. "What's going on? What's wrong?" Ralphie asked frantically.
"He just coded." the nurse said.
TBC...
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