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Summary: Buffy/CSI: Miami. A strange case for the CSIs in Miami leads to some even stranger meetings and discoveries about the things that go bump in the night when Willow and Xander arrive in Miami. Now Complete!

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CSI > CSI MiamiGwenythHunterFR151116,31301135,1876 Mar 0312 Mar 03Yes

Bump in the Night

Disclaimer: Do I really have to list who owns what? I own nothing, cept my computer. Wish I owned Speed, Eric, Spike & Xander tho. *Sigh* Oh well.

Rating: PG-13 Violence, language.

Pairings: Buffy – Xander/Willow, CSI:Miami – Speed/Calleigh

Summary: A strange case for the CSIs in Miami leads to some even stranger meetings and discoveries about the things that go bump in the night when Willow and Xander arrive in Miami. Takes place during the beginning of Buffy season 7.

Author's note: This was inspired by Marcus Rowland's Buffy/CSI stories. Excellent fics!




Miami, FL.



The winter weather in Miami was very mild in Dave Palmer’s opinion as he, with a handful of his fellow workers, stood on the dock watching the huge freighter pulling up to it’s berth. A breeze stirred the air and darkness had settled on the city several hours ago. The few workers at the dock couldn’t understand why the freighter had to arrive at such a god forsaken hour.

As they watched, the air began to grow chill as the breeze became stronger. Picking up paper trash that was scattered about, the wind grew harsh, throwing the rubbish into the air. He thought he had left this weather behind when he moved away from Seattle. Dave shivered and pulled his coat tighter around him.
He felt the chill to his bones.

Little did he know, it was a portent of things to come.





Someone, or something was screaming at Tim Speedle. He rolled over in bed, reaching for his alarm clock and swatted at the snooze button. But the screaming persisted. Poking his head out from under the covers he squinted at the clock, which read 4:48am, he realized it was his phone. His shift wasn't supposed to start till six. Groaning, Speed fumbled for the receiver, finally picking it up.

"Speedle."

"Speed, I need you down at the docks," Horatio Caine said without preamble. "A freighter just docked with a dead crew."

Tim sat up in bed, fully alert at the news. "No shit? That’s big."

"Yes, this one’s big."

"I’ll be there in thirty."



When Speed arrived at the docks Horatio and the rest of the team were there. "How many bodies?" he asked, wondering at how morbid curiosity was actually part of the job.

"Twenty-three and no survivors."

Tim looked at his supervisor to see if he was serious. "You’re kidding?"

"Wish I was. Uniforms are searching the ship. There is no way a freighter can dock itself."

"You think the killer’s still on board?"

Horatio looked back at the ship. "The dock workers claim they haven’t seen anyone leave the ship."

"So, we could have some psycho below decks waiting?"



tbc. . .
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