samecgh: It's the Doctor with his fez from The Big Bang. (Default)
Title: Flack's First Meeting
Author: cghardy
Rating: PG (swearing)
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI New York. I think the guardian is my character, though. I haven't heard of him on the show.
Summary: A 10-22 is not a ghost appearing.
AN: I don't know police codes. The 10-22 part is a small joke.
2nd AN: Again, sorry, but the cut isn't working for me. It works for everyone else except me. I don't know why.

 
 
PTBs )
Exams were the hardest part. It didn't matter if you were good at taking them or not. All the stress of studying for them made their ulcers look like the Grand Canyons of a person's body. And stress was the one thing on Don Flack's mind. He was at the end of his study at the police academy. Exams were next week but Don hadn't studied at all that month, so he was catching up with a subject a night.

"Okay, 10-22, 10-22 is is..." he muttered, looking through the well thumbed paperback with all the codes needed for patrol.

"Pedestrian hit by a car. I thought by now you would have been taking the detective's exam like your father at this age," a voice interrupted. Flack jumped at the voice and turned from the bed he was sitting on to the door frame. A man around fifty stood leaning, dressed in a pair of jeans and a Knicks T-shirt.

"Man, what the hell?" Flack muttered, closing his eyes and shaking his head. "I've been awake for too long."

"That's how you wanna talk to your dad's old partner?"

He tried blinking. That didn't work. "Ave? Avery Hart?"

"Now you're coming to your senses kid."

Flack shook his head. Nope, not working. "Now I know I've been awake too long." He turns back to Ave. "You died of a heart attack during the NYPD/FDNY baseball game a couple of years back."

"Yeah, I remember that. We were down by five; then they rescheduled after I collapsed. Didn't we win the rescheduled part?"

"Yeah, FD had to pull out some of it's players because of a fire in the business district of Queens."

"I had to leave after the fifth inning. PTBs called me out."

"PTB's. What is that, Peanut Tree Believers?"

Ave laughed. "No, no, although there are a few jokes about the acronym. It's the Powers That Be. They're the ones that deal with the supernatural stuff that God and Jesus Christ doesn't want to deal with."

"And?"

"And that's where I come in. For some reason, you're able to see ghosts."

"For some reason? There isn't an actual reason?"

"There is; we haven't been able to figure it out."

"So you're speaking for the PTBs?"

"As far as I know, they haven't figured it out. But then they don't tell me anything."

This is getting too crazy. "Fine, what happened during the Bastella Robbery back in '78?" Hah, prove that. Dad and Ave were the only ones that saw the customer killing the owner while everyone else saw her as the victim.

"Customer was a plant on the inside and killed the owner to help her partner with the goods. Interrogating me, now?"

Damn. "Okay, okay, so you're Ave. Why are you here?"

"Well, as you can tell, you see ghosts. I'm here as a guide to the spirits around you." Don threw him a look that spilled the disbelief. "I make sure the really bad ones don't touch you. You talk to the good ones by yourself."

"Anything else?"

"Well, if you were involved with more of the supernatural elements of the earth..." Don glared. "Which I'm not saying you are or will be, I would also be the go between to get more information."

"You're not telling me something."

"It's the PTBs. You usually will feel that way." Ave got up from his leaning posture. "I'll let you get back to the studying. Still don't understand why you aren't on detective already." Ave disappeared.

Flack shook his head a couple of times. "A walking, talking dream. Yep, I've been studying too much. Pick it up in the morning."

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A full blast shower woke him up quicker than the coffee he drank. A few good minutes cleared up his head and his thoughts. It was a daydream that escaped my head. It was a weird dream; I haven't even thought about Ave in years. He shook the thoughts out and stepped out of the shower. He had a towel around his waist out of habit and cleaned off the mirror. "Ahh!" he yelled, seeing Ave in the mirror.

"It ain't a dream kid."

Flack was pissed. He couldn't bring the idea of a spirit up to his mouth, so he settled on something else. "Do ya mind waiting until I'm dressed before scaring me?"
samecgh: It's the Doctor with his fez from The Big Bang. (Knight)

Title: Unknown Visitor
Author: cghardy (For Fanfiction people, celticgothhardy)
Rating: I say it's PG, swearing and very slight gore for those that know the episode.
Disclaimer: I do not own the series, or any of the characters, or know any of the people. Unless they're my reviewers or commentators, which is highly unlikely.
Summary: He didn't know her and he didn't know why he could see her but no one else could. (A supernatural twist on Taxi.)(Part of it could also be a missing scene from the episode.)
AN: I'm making this exclusive to LiveJournal and please comment.
Second AN: The posting thing is being annoying. So sorry on having to click on the link to get to the story.

She was in the shadows. )
samecgh: It's the Doctor with his fez from The Big Bang. (Default)
I got this idea a while back, when I was in this whole behavioral stretch for one of my classes. I put this up way after the episode, but something just threw me about the whole deal. So, this is how I really felt about the cabbie killer. I just copied it off of the blog I did for myspace.

Okay, for those that don't watch CSI: NY. The cabbie killer is accredited with six murders. A prostitute by strangulation, a lawyer by carbon monoxide poisoning, a real estate agent that he tried poisoning, then strangled, a real estate agent, grad student and a woman by carbon monoxide poisoning. He would have had seven, but the CSIs got there in time to save Reed Garrett, who the cabbie killer had kidnapped in order to spread his message.

The killer had two different personalities. The first, A I call him, is a god fearing religious fanatic. He wants to help the sinners by spreading God's message. He doesn't really know how the bodies get to his hands (or maybe he does but some of the parts are knocked out) but he uses them to spread the message. He doesn't want to kill people, evident by watching the reaction as Reed asks him if he's going to kill him. A doesn't answer the question. He's trying to block it out of his mind of what's going to happen. He doesn't really want to kill Reed; there may even be a little bit of remorse in his reaction to the question.

The other personality, B, is the side that is the killer. This is the guy that's able to think of all the things dealing with the victims. B's the one that thought of the carbon monoxide so it's easier to kill them. He's the one able to think of dumping the bodies in sources of water to evidence will wash away. This guy doesn't fear God, because he lies to the last victim about having three kids to support. He lies to Reed about who the killer is by pointing the finger at Jimmy. You can tell when it's B because his voice changes. There's a bit of an accent (when he's talking to the woman and yelling at Jimmy) and a coldness (telling the woman he doesn't have children and when they're arresting him.) When they're arresting him and he's talking about Charon and L2729, he's more repeating facts. There's no real emphasis on the items. If A were talking about it, he would have begging them to help him with the sinners or maybe calling them sinners, I'm not sure. B wouldn't have made mistakes with keeping Reed. He might have been over his shoulder, watching what he typed to make sure that he wasn't letting anyone know where he was.

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