مزید of my wedding

Welcome one, welcome all, to the wonder that is CSI:NY Fandom :D. Now if آپ joined this spot, یا are considering joining this spot, آپ obviously understand the concept, if آپ don't آپ certainly belong here XD. But just in case آپ are still in سوال I'd like to share with آپ a little story...

*Mystical warp موسیقی plays*

Once upon a time in a little فورم in a big spot in just one category of one website was a game. What was this game, آپ ask? It was Hangman, of course! آپ see sometimes the شائقین of the CSI:NY spot would become bored and alas there was no cure for such an ailment and...

Stella shut her locker as she finished changing into some مزید comfortable clothes that didn’t smell so strongly of cigarette smoke. Between the crime scenes and the testing in the lab, she felt like a walking cigarette. Her cell phone beeped, signaling she had a new text message. Reaching down, she picked up the phone to read the message. It was from Mac. Stella had to laugh as she read the text: 404211N, 0740058W. 1715 hrs? It was a game they played, sort of their own little way of communicating. When Mac had been in the Marines, he had been in charge of strategic field deployment and had...