Summary: There’s a copycat serial killer on the loose who’s copying the work of Jeffrey Dahmer, and the team must catch him before things get too out of control. Things go downhill when this copycat killer goes after Lindsay and Danny’s son, Terrance. Will they catch the killer in time? Please note that this fic does not follow any of my other fics.

Disclaimer: Don’t own CSI: NY, nor do I own any 14-year-old boy corpses, or anything that Jeffrey Dahmer did. If you want the story of Jeffrey Dahmer, go to: http /en .wikipedia . org /wiki /Jeffrey Dahmer (remove spaces)

How did this night get so messed up? I was just trying to enjoy my weekly movie night with my gorgeous wife of 15 years, Lindsay Monroe-Messer, and my 14 year old son, Terrance Louie Messer. We were just trying to watch I Know What You Did Last Summer (It was Terrance’s pick, not mine) and then I got a page from Mac. I thought it was going to be a normal crime scene, but little did I know that this crime scene would change my life forever.

NORMAL POV

Danny Messer walked into an apartment and was instantly hit with the smell of serious decomp. He quickly covered his face with his sleeve and saw his good friend, Don Flack, holding out a mask for him. Danny mouthed a silent thank you and took the mask. Once he put on the mask, he looked around the room and almost gagged. There, on the floor, was a boy no older than 16 years old, eyes open and lifeless, and he was cut open with all his guts and organs spilling out. He was also naked, with scratch marks everywhere. Flack walked over to Danny and put his hand on his shoulder.

“You okay?” Flack asked. Danny nodded meekly and Flack took out his notebook.

“Vic’s name is Mark Davis, age 15. He’s originally from Fort Lauderdale, Florida, but he’s up here visiting his dad. His parents split 3 years ago, and his mom has full custody. She’s on her way here. Her flight’s scheduled to land in about an hour.” Flack said. Danny nodded and looked down at the body. This boy wasn’t much older than his own son. Danny opened his kit and began processing the scene. About midway through processing, Stella walked through the door.

“Hey Danny, thought you could use some help.” Stella said. Danny nodded and kept processing. Stella went up to Don and gave him a quick peck on the lips and then she looked down at the body.

“Jeffrey Dahmer.” Stella said to herself. Danny looked at her and raised his eyebrow.

“What?” Danny asked. Stella looked at him.

“Jeffrey Dahmer. He was a serial killer. Targeted young boys. He would sedate the boys, rape them, cut them open, rape them again, and then he would eat them. He was sentenced to 15 life sentences, which was over 900 years, and he was beaten to death in jail.” Stella recited from memory. Danny looked back at the body, and then at Stella again.

“So, you saying we have a copycat serial killer?” Danny asked. Stella nodded.

“I’m afraid so, Danny.” Stella said.

There was chapter 1. Please review and tell me if you like it. I did a few hours of research for this, but I’m still not sure if I got every detail right. If I didn’t, please tell me and I’ll correct it as soon as possible. This is my first time writing a fic like this, but I don’t want you guys to go easy on me. I want you guys to be as honest as you can be!