Disclaimer: Well, I own pretty much everything, except for, I guess, the basic premise of CSI, and the city of Los Angeles, plus the Chili Peppers' song "Otherside". All characters and plotlines are mine. As far as I know, all the locations and what-not are from my own mind. I've never even been to LA, so I know NOTHING.

A/N: This can be read as either a sequel to CSI: Los Angeles, or as a stand-alone. There are no references to events of the first story. However, if you haven't read it already, I would suggest reading it first, because it introduces the characters and stuff. Oh, and I got the lyrics of the Net. If they're wrong… sorry.

CSI: LA: Take It On The Otherside

How long, how long will I slide
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat
It's all I ever

I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up it and brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
I've got to take it on the otherside

Centuries are what it meant to me
A cemetery where I marry the sea
Stranger things could never change my mind
I've got to take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on

How long, how long will I slide
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat
It's all I ever

Pour my life into a paper cup
The ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts
She wanted to know am I still a slut
I've got to take it on the otherside

Scarlet starlet and she's in my bed
A candidate for my soul mate bled
Push the trigger and pull the thread
I've got to take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on

How long, how long will I slide
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat
It's all I ever

Turn me on take me for a hard ride
Burn me out leave me on the otherside
I yell and tell it that
It's not my friend
I tear it down I tear it down
And then it's born again

How long, how long will I slide
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat
It's all I ever

How long, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat
It's all I ever

Chapter 1

It was a Tuesday night, and an ordinary robbery investigation. Anthony and Tobias, along with two cops, were checking out the convenience store where it had happened. Anthony was questioning the shaken cashier while Tobias headed outside to check the perimeter for signs of the getaway.

As he was taking a closer look at some tire tracks, a panicked figure came running from a nearby alley. It was a young man with shaggy blond hair. Tobias estimated that he was probably about his own age, maybe a little younger.

"Please… come… help…" he pointed breathlessly to the alley from which he had just appeared.

Tobias stared at him. "What happened?"

The young man didn't answer, he just turned and ran back into the alley. Tobias started to follow, unholstering his sidearm as he ran.

When he entered the alley, the man had disappeared, but Tobias could see something behind a dumpster. He cautiously approached it, half afraid that it was going to jump out and bite him. However, it didn't move at all. As he moved around the dumpster he saw that it was a human corpse. His jaw dropped when closer inspection revealed it to be the same young man he had just seen.

About two minutes later, Anthony had joined him, after Tobias had called him, almost unable to form a coherent sentence. One of the cops that had been present at the robbery scene was now roaming around the new scene, waiting for the coroner to arrive.

Anthony turned to Tobias. "You sure that's the guy you saw?"

Tobias nodded. His eyes were still riveted to the DB. Had he imagined the whole thing? That didn't seem very likely, but he knew there was something very wrong here, outside the normal wrongness of a homicide.

Before long, the coroner arrived. Dr. Josephine Mackintosh had been coroner for the LA crime lab for several years, so she knew the investigators pretty well.

"Hey guys. What do have here tonight?"

"Looks like a homicide," Anthony told her as she headed over to the body.

She nodded. "It's a through and through. Looks like he bled out." She gestured to the gunshot wound in the abdomen. "Would've taken quite a while. Poor guy." She looked at the pool of blood around the DB. "Hey Anthony. What does this look like to you?"

He looked where she was pointing. There was an unnatural void in the blood. "Looks like something was there."

"Or someone." They both jumped when Tobias spoke up behind them. He had moved forward and was now looking over Anthony's shoulder.

Anthony pondered this. "So… the killer stood over him while the blood pooled… then what?"

They all turned to look at the ground around the blood pool. Sure enough, there was a footprint leading away with a bloody rim. Anthony raised his eyebrows and started to follow the trail. It led out the other side of the alley and around the corner. It continued down the sidewalk for a while, until it seemed that the owner of the foot suddenly realized that the blood was there and had wiped it off on a patch of grass.

"Well?" He jumped again when Tobias suddenly appeared at his side. He gestured at the grass. "The trail ends here. How's Jo doing with the body?"

"Um… she said the time of death was most likely only a little while ago. No more than hour, probably."

Anthony nodded and started to head back to the main part of the scene. He intended to photograph those footprints. Hopefully they could get something out of them.

Tobias remained where he was, just staring at the end of the trail. Suddenly he was aware of someone standing next to him. He looked up to see the young man he had seen behind the convenience store, and then in the alley, dead. He turned to say something to Anthony, but he had already turned the corner back into the alley. So, he just stared at the figure in front of him. He looked alive enough.

"Uh… hi. Who are you?" he asked warily.

"Name's Darien Hayward." It didn't seem that he was going to volunteer any more information than that.

"Oh. OK. So… what brings you to… this area?"

"You have to help me. You have to find the man who murdered me."

Tobias stared at him as this sank in. "I have to what?"

"Please, we don't have much time."

"Time before what?"

"Before he kills again."

Tobias felt a chill run down his spine, even though the evening was fairly warm.

"Um, OK. But you'll have to help me out. What happened here?" he gestured back to the alley. "Who was he? Why did he do it?"

Darien shook his head. "I don't know who he was or why he did it. All I know is he approached me as I was on my way home. I took a short cut through the alley, and I guess he was following me. he said, um, 'face me like a man' or something like that. So, I turned around, and he shot me in the gut. No explanation or anything. Then the crazy son-of-a-bitch just stood over me while I bled to death."

Tobias heard something behind him, and turned around to see Anthony standing at the end of the alley. He quickly turned back around to Darien, but he was gone. He opened his mouth to say something, but it was like his brain had abruptly decided to go on vacation. He gave up and started walking back toward Anthony. The senior CSI just gave him a funny look before updating Tobias on the case.

"We got an ID. Darien—"

"Hayward," Tobias said absently.

Anthony stared at him like he had grown a second head before continuing. "Yeah. He was only 28."

Tobias stared at the air over Anthony's shoulder. "He stood over him. Stood there as he died."

"What? Who? The killer? Who is he?"

Tobias just looked at him like he had said something utterly ridiculous. "I don't know who he is, I just know he did it."

"Ah… that's very helpful… how do you know this?"

"He told me." He was starting to realize how insane he must sound right then.

"Who? The killer?" Anthony asked, desperate for any information.

Tobias shook his head. "No. Darien Hayward."