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Full Disclosure--Day 3

RyderBPD — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:56:00 CST

Morning came to the city of neighborhoods again, and as I took Sunday’s air into my lungs, a brief halo of calm surrounded my body. Within a matter of breaths, though, the fear from the previous two days clawed its way back through my every pore. I turned to reach for some kitty therapy, but instead of my favorite feline a dimpled pillow greeted my outstretched hand. I suddenly felt very small and alone. However, my discomfort flitted away immediately as I remembered who was sleeping just down the hall. Unable to rest any longer, I climbed out of bed, put on my old Jimi Hendrix t-shirt and walked to the window.

A childlike smile spread across my face upon pulling up the blinds. While some Bostonians hate the snow, I’ve always loved it—and this morning in March was no exception. The swings of Dana Park’s playground were covered in undisturbed accumulations of snowflakes, which of course made me want to run across the street and send the perfectly piled mounds scattering into the freezing air.

I turned away from the window and gingerly began testing my left arm’s range of motion. The Urgent Care tech at Mass General had said I could try losing the sling after a couple days, and I hoped I’d be able to leave the damn thing at home today. As I twisted my shoulder in a few different directions, though, shooting waves of pain inflicted imaginary stab wounds in my muscles and bones. I realized that this sling-free plan just wasn’t gonna happen. “F*ck,” I whispered to myself. “One more day of lookin’ like a jackass.” Despite my resignation, I still didn’t feel like dealing with the full contraption for the morning--so I just took a pair of tights and immobilized the joint as best I could. Thank you, Anatomy 101.

After locating a pair of red boyshorts (and yes, I’ll admit, fixing my hair), I opened the door to my room and quietly stepped into the hall. Flack might still be sleeping, for all I know. He always did like lazy Sunday mornings. I made my way towards the guest room and saw that the door was partially open. I was about to tap lightly and announce my presence when I heard a few grunts and some heavy breathing from inside. “Umph! Two! Umph! Three!”

Peering in through the gap between the door and the frame, I saw Flack shirtless in the midst of a set of push-ups. I heard a voice inside telling me that I should just shove off and let him finish, but I couldn’t tear myself away from the sight of his body. I hadn’t seen his bare back for three years now, and I was pleased to find it just as I remembered—olive-colored and taut. His muscles, on the other hand, were a different story. Although he’d always been well-built, instead of just an overall toned look Flack now sported triceps that looked like they’d been carved out with a chisel. His shoulders were so well-defined that I could practically feel my fingernails begging me to dig them into his skin. And the sight of the solitary vein running over his long and lean left biceps was almost enough to make me lose it right there in the hallway.

Suddenly, I heard a small meow, and Jack emerged from the guest room, nudging the door from cracked to gaping with his little black head. The push-ups stopped, and Flack rose from the carpeted floor, turning around to follow the sound of the cat. “Where ya goin, pal—oh, hey Lizzie! How’d ya sleep?”

It’s not often that I’m rendered speechless, but Flack’s cut chest, arms and abs promptly teamed up to steal every word of the English language right out of my head. The dark hair on his torso highlighted the deep lines of everything from his pecs down to his obliques, and I was a goner as a result. If not for Jack, I probably would’ve stood there staring for the rest of the day. My cat saved my butt, though, and bit me just enough on the ankle to snap me out of my trance.

“Ow! Um, morning, Flack. Startin’ your day off right, huh?” He was in a good mood, and laughed at me. “What are you, a Raisin Bran commercial? ‘Startin’ your day off right.’ Classic.” He wiped the sweat off his face with a dirty t-shirt and sat on the bed. By this time I’d recovered sufficiently enough to speak like an intelligent human being, and leaned up against the doorway, saying, “I’m just impressed. You do that every morning?” Oh please, oh please, oh please!, I thought. Sadly, he shook his head. “Nah, I wish. Just woke up feelin’ good, though, so I thought I’d bust a few out. That mattress is nice. You change it since the last time I was here?”

I shook my head and ran my fingers through my hair, blushing a bit. “No, D, it’s—um, it’s always been the same. You just didn’t sleep in that bed last time you were here.” He dropped his head towards the t-shirt in his hands and laughed a little bit. “Ha! Right. Of course I didn’t.” I tried not to look hurt, but I was reeling a bit at the thought that he’d forgotten about the times we shared together. I knew I hadn’t even meant half as much to him as Jess did, but I always hoped I’d made some kind of impression. He brought his sea mist-colored eyes up to meet my own once more, saying, “It’s really been three years since I was up here, huh?”

I nodded. “Life’s been busy for both of us, D.” “Yeah, but that’s a sh*tty excuse. You came down for Jess in May and then again for New Year’s. You’re beatin’ me two-zip, Ryder. I promise I’ll try to get outta the city more often. ‘Specially if you need a bodyguard anytime soon.”

Internally I smiled at the idea of Flack shadowing my moves, decked out in a long wool coat and aviators. Outwardly, though, I pulled a skeptical face and cocked an eyebrow in his direction. “Keep Don Flack, king of the NYPD away from New York City? I’d probably get hate mail from all your favorite thugs askin’ when you were gonna come back and give ‘em a hard time.”

“More like you’d get all my damn casefiles from the chief. S’been a brutal winter for the 1-2.”

Full Disclosure--Day 2

RyderBPD — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 15:48:08 CST

At 1:59 PM the next day, I was sitting in my comfy shrink’s chair pretending not to look at the clock. Practically a ream’s worth of paper littered the desk as I bored my green eyes into the contents of a patient’s file, unsuccessfully attempting to focus. I blew a stray red hair out of my face and sighed. Knock it off, Liz, I ordered. Knock. It. Off. You are simply hosting a friend for the weekend. Nothing more.

I didn’t have time to laugh at the absurdity of that statement, because suddenly the doorbell sounded and I heard the door to my waiting room swing open. “Hey! Is there a Doctor in the house?” Flack’s voice sounded a little hoarse, but happy. I managed not to jump up from my work and giddily run towards Don's cheery words, but I couldn’t keep a sh*t-eating grin from spreading between my lips upon seeing his face. He returned my smile initially, but his face twisted into a look of horror upon seeing the sling cradling my left arm. “Lizzie! What the hell?! Last night on the phone you told me you were fine!”

He was angrier than I'd expected, and I made a mental note never to lie to Donald Flack Junior ever again. My face flushed, and I stared at the floor like a busted little kid while delivering my response. “I’m sorry, D,” I said, quietly. “I didn’t want to worry you. I know you’ve been goin’ through a lot lately and I just wanted to focus on whatever it was you needed last night. I wasn’t trying to be deceitful.”

Flack folded his arms across his sweater-adorned broad chest, maintaining a stern expression. A few moments passed, and then he sighed deeply. “All right,” he said. “That does it. Come on.” Don gently led me by the right elbow into my office, where I was wordlessly instructed to sit where my patients normally do. I obliged, my mind flooded with confusion. Flack grabbed a pad of paper and a pen from my desk, sat down in my chair and effeminately crossed those long legs as best he could. The good Detective looked down his angular nose at me and, keeping a straight face, demanded, “Now, tell me everything.”

I started to balk, but took one look at his insistently pursed lips and gave in. “Okay,” I began, putting my hands behind my head. “Last night I was walking to the T from the precinct, and there was a lot of ice on the sidewalk, so I was lookin’ at my feet instead of what was in front of me.” Flack scribbled furiously on the pad of paper and nodded his head vigorously. “M-hm, m-hm, m-hm. Now, how did all that ice make you feel?”

I exhaled indignantly and stood up from the couch. “Do you want this story or not, jackass?” “All right, all right, all right,” said my buddy in that quick accent. “But you deserve at least a little crap for keepin’ this from me.” “That’s fair. Now may I continue, Doctor Flack?” “By all means,” he said, with a slightly patronizing tone. “Take your time. Gather your thoughts together.” I glared at him once more before launching into a detailed account of the attempt on my life. My right hand moved rapidly as I pantomimed the collision with the lamppost and the kick that had neutralized Radman’s knife. To needle the native New Yorker sitting across from me, I made sure to emphasize the fantastic job I thought the Boston unis had done in coming to my aid. “Brilliant job, really. Those boys should be given a raise, the way they came flyin’ down the block in their snowboots.” Don scoffed at this, but as I kept talking a frown etched itself ever deeper into his expressive face.

When I had finished my tale, he sat silently for a moment. Then his blue eyes softened and he rose from the chair to join me on the couch. “I’m glad you’re ok.” “Thanks, D,” I said. “It was pretty scary there for a few minutes. But it’s all over now.” Flack shook his head, somewhat sadly. “I don’t think it is, Lizzie.” “Why? What makes you say that?” He reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. “I found this on the door when I walked in.”

“What?!” I was aghast. “Who’s withholding information now, Detective?” “Ryder, please. Just read it.”

My slightly trembling fingers pulled open the folded piece of paper to reveal the following:

Boston B*tches
Too Big For Their Britches
End Up In Ditches
And Finally Stytches.

The thick red ink thrust each frightening letter straight into my thumping heart. I didn’t even pretend to put up a tough front. “Oh my God,” I uttered, softly. Flack put his arm around my shoulders and squeezed. “Don’t worry, Lizzie. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you.”

The soothing presence of Flack’s hand on my shoulder jolted my stunned brain into action. Was this a joke? Why did this clown leave a note on my door instead of coming into the unlocked office? Who could possibly want me dead? Swirling clouds of questions engulfed my mind, and I couldn’t find a path of logic through their choking smoke. Instead, I reached out for my sense of humor and held on for dear life. “Well,” I said slowly, “apparently this whackjob poet is gonna tell me a few jokes when I bust his ass. I mean, it says I’ll be endin’ up in stitches.” I gave Flack a halfhearted smile, and he grinned back at me while patting my back protectively.

After a few more moments of silence, I jumped up from the couch and announced, “All right. I gotta get to a place where I can think.” Flack looked confused. “Where better than a shrink’s office?” “Nah. Not here. This is where I have to listen to everybody else all day long. I go somewhere else to get my real thinking done.” He cocked his head sideways and looked at me quizzically. “And where is this mysterious site of solitude?” “Let’s just say it involves a delicious bread product and the best ballpark in the whole wide world.” Flack groaned. “Ryder. You’re not gonna make me go to Fenway, are you?” I scolded him immediately. “Detective Flack, may I remind you that we’re dealin’ with a death threat here? The least you can do is take your little Yankee fan self and suck up your hatred for a few minutes.” “The things I do for friends,” he sighed in mock exasperation. “All right, let’s do it.”

We left my office and stepped out into the brisk March air. I noted that Flack looked rather classy in the peacoat and white scarf he’d layered over his blue sweater, but immediately scolded myself in response to this. Jess! Jess! Jess! screamed my brain. Any time you even think about Flack like that this weekend, I’m gonna fill your head with her name. His heart belongs to her! As we walked I couldn’t help but glance around furtively, checking every shadow for signs of would-be killers. I relaxed somewhat when I remembered that I had a physically imposing New York cop at my side, but even Flack’s strong energy couldn’t completely eliminate the fear gripping my stomach.

Our stroll down Brookline Avenue ended when we came to Yawkey Way and turned right onto the Street of the Sox. In front of my eyes rose the familiar dark green edifices that make up the majesty of Fenway Park. I closed my eyes and thought about next month’s Opening Day. . .when the stands would be shakin' with the sound of 40,000 cheering fans. Unrecognizable would be the street our feet were currently traversing—for instead of empty grey asphalt, the blocks would be filled with die-hard Red Sox followers, clad in gear from hats in every color of the rainbow to t-shirts emblazoned with those two lovely words: YANKEES SUCK. Ahhh. I was suddenly at peace. My reverie was interrupted, however, by the dark-haired man standing at my side.

“Ryder, ya got any Tums? My stomach’s not feelin’ so good.” A look of concern crossed my face and I began searching through the cavernous purse looped over my arm. “No, man, I’m sorry. What’s wrong? It just come on all of a sudden?” He rubbed his midsection with a hand and made a face. “Yeah. It’s the leftover stink of so many Sox fans in one place. I think I’m gonna be sick.” I punched him in the arm and laughingly pointed a finger in his face. “So a World Series win wasn't enough, hah? You still gotta hate on my boys?!" "Don't get mad, Ryder. It ain't my fault your guys choked big-time in the playoffs." I gave a nod of concession, my eyes blazing. "Yeah, yeah, okay, I was mad--until last month. I don't think we need to rehash the Super Bowl spanking my Pats gave the Giants and your little frowny-faced Eli, do you?" He bit his tongue and laughed. "Whatever. You take your pretty-boy GQ quarterback and soak that up while you can, Lizzie. My Rangers are gonna school your d*mn Bruins in a coupla weeks." I took his elbow and yanked on it playfully."We'll see about that. C'mon, smartass. To think I was actually concerned about your well-being.”

Continuing on, we stopped at the Dunkin’ Donuts stand near the northwest corner of the stadium, where I bought a sesame bagel and hot chocolate for myself. Flack was about to pay for his old-fashioned glazed when I slapped his hand away. “Liz,” he started. “You’re my guest this weekend, Flack. Cut it out.” He almost pressed further, but before he could get a word out I said, “If you pay I’ll tell Messer you spent NYPD money not fifty feet from Fenway.” This, not surprisingly, was enough to make him tuck his wallet back into his jeans.

We took our mid-afternoon snacks to a bench farther down Yawkey and ate slowly, enjoying the slight wind coming off of the Charles. The only sound that could be heard was the occasional shudder from Flack—presumably more life-threatening side effects from RedSox-itis. When I had completely polished off my cream cheese-slathered pinnacle of bagel perfection, I wiped my mouth, shook the toasted sesame seeds off my coat and began to articulate my thoughts.

“Okay. So this guy (or chick, I guess) writes out a threatening note and leaves it on my office door instead of coming in and whackin' me directly. He wants me to be scared—wants to see me afraid to go home tonight. Probably figured I wouldn’t have any visitors on a Saturday. Wasn’t counting on you as the x-factor.”

Flack nodded solemnly, his sky-colored eyes reaching out with wordless compassion. “Now,” I continued, “the actual text of the poem seems to indicate that I’ve overstepped my bounds in some way. I have specifically done something that puts me in a category of women who don’t know their place. . .which makes me think male stalker, but I can’t be sure. As for the writer’s identity, he probably works in the medical field, something surrounding anatomy. I mean, when most people kill someone, they only think about it up until the point of death—maybe body disposal if they're really chill. But see?" Here I pointed to the last line of the note. "I’m gonna ‘end up in stytches.’ He spelled it wrong on purpose to highlight the Y. Indicating that I'll be sewn up after the Y incision of an autopsy. . .ugh.” Shuddering, I trailed off, leaned back against the bench and began nervously gnawing on a fingernail.

“What kinda cases you been workin’ lately, Lizzie?” Flack queried, clasping his hands together and leaning towards me. “You put away any perps who got pissed-off family members?” I shook my head. “Nah, it’s weird, actually— work’s been shifting both in the precinct and in my practice. I’m helping a lot more women now with individual therapy; y’know, seein’ the other side of the violent world I’ve worked in for so long. And when I’m with the BPD boys, we're tackling more passive crimes, like threats and poisonings rather than rape-murders.” I shrugged after completing this sentence, tossing my free hand in the air. “Okay,” he began again. “Noticed anyone followin’ you? Seen a car that isn’t normally on your street or gotten any hang-up phone calls?”

“Nada on all counts. It’s totally out of the blue. I think you may be right in your guess that the note is connected to the knife attack last night.” “Yeah, speakin’ of which, why would Radman attack you? From what you told me, Doc Vargas was the one who really nailed his ass to the wall.” I thought about this for a second, “That’s a good question. I guess I figure it’s ‘cause I’m the only one left. PK’s been gone for four years now, and Vargas died of breast cancer last year. So that just leaves me.”

“Well, then we gotta figure out who else knows about yesterday’s attempted stabbing. Should point us in the direction of the psycho that wrote that nice little sonnet for ya.” He gestured to the piece of paper clutched tightly in my gloved hand.

I stood up, straightening my clothes. “Good call, D. Let’s go--uh, find us a pen name, if you will.” I smiled as he rolled his eyes. “Where to, Ryder?” I tucked the note into my jacket pocket and patted it for emphasis. “This little baby’s goin’ to my buddy Ashley over at the Boston Crime Lab,” I replied. “Ain’t no lawbreaker safe from her skills.”

Flack and I took the short walk to the Green Line’s Kenmore station and hopped onto the subway. Five minutes later, we exited the doors of North Station and headed in a northwesterly direction. Soon the simple red bricks of the Boston Crime Lab rose up in front of us, blending in with the rest of the block's simple New England architecture. I jogged ahead a few steps and pulled open the front door, bowing as I indicated that Flack should enter. “Age before beauty, Detective.” He scoffed, and as he passed through the doorway flicked my right ear with his thumb and middle finger. “Ow! Man, you geezers really can’t take a joke, can ya?”

Just for fun, I flashed my badge at the stern-looking woman sitting behind the reception desk, asking, “Hey, Mary—is Ash around?” The frowning face in front of me relaxed and morphed into a smile. “Hiya Liz. Who’s he?” “This is Detective Don Flack, NYPD. Helpin’ me with a case.” Mary sat back in her chair, crossed her arms and grinned. “New Yorker, huh? Well, I’ve seen worse lookin’ cops in my time. I s’pose I’ll let ya in my lab.” Flack gave the smug little bespectacled woman his best smile and said, oh-so-sweetly, “Thank you, ma’am. I’ll be sure to treat every test tube with the utmost respect.” “You do that, hon,” she replied, nodding. “’Cause I’ll kick ya out if ya don’t.” Turning to her computer, Mary pulled up the electronic check-in program and highlighted a purple bar reading ‘Ashley Parker.’ “Yep, she’s here. Want me to call up?”

“Nah, we’ll surprise her.” Mary gestured to Flack. “Well, I’m sure she’ll appreciate that part of the surprise.” Don blushed a little, and I laughed. “C’mon, D, let’s go. Thanks, Mary.” “Yeah, no problem,” she said. “And Detective Flack?” Flack turned, raising innocent-looking eyebrows in Mary’s direction. “Yes?” “You make sure you keep an eye on that little firecracker standin’ next to ya. She’ll get ya in trouble if you’re not careful.” Flack tapped the side of his head and nodded. “Thanks for the warnin’. I’ll do my best to keep her under control.” He looked at me, pointing a finger in my face and feigning seriousness. “You hear that, Ryder? No false moves.” I rolled my eyes and shoved him towards the stairs. “What, no elevator?” “It’s only three flights, you wuss. Besides, I didn’t have time to do my calf exercises this morning. So quit your whinin’ and get climbing.”

Flack and I crested the last stair a few minutes later and stepped out into the hallway of the third floor. Large bay windows lined the walls of this section of the lab, and their glass was scattering pieces of the afternoon sun across sparkling white floor tiles. BPD’s crime lab is unique in that aside from a few enclosed rooms for chemical testing, the majority of the space is open. Thus it wasn’t hard to spot the back of Ashley Parker’s head from across the room. I quietly snuck over to her work station and, in my best stern voice, said, “Ms. Parker?” Ash’s head of jet-black hair whipped around, and I was confronted with a wide pair of dark brown eyes. Upon seeing my face, she exhaled quickly and smacked me in the shoulder with her hand. “Damn you, Liz! I thought you were Stevenson for a second there.” Ash stripped her gloves off and wrapped me in a quick hug. “How you doin’, girl? You excited for Wednesday?” “You bet your ass I am. Celtics versus Knicks on Saint Patrick’s Day. . .I still can’t believe we got tickets!” Flack cleared his throat. “Lizzie, you wanna introduce me to your fellow misguided sports fan here?” “Right, sorry about that. Ash, this is my good friend Don Flack. D, this is Ashley Parker." Flack and Ash shook hands and chimed in unison, “Nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about ya.” They laughed and flashed each other their equally dazzling smiles.

As their eyes met, I felt hot jealousy shoot through my entire body. Why doesn’t Flack look at me like that? I quickly caught myself, through, and remembered how hard it was for Flack’s lips to turn up even the slightest bit in the days following Jess’ death. I should be celebrating that smile on his face, not bemoaning it. Besides, Ash always has men and women crawling all over her. I gotta play bodyguard practically every time we go clubbing. I didn’t blame her pursuers, though—with gorgeous chocolate skin, an infectious laugh and a brilliant mind, Ms. Ashley Parker was truly the complete package. I snapped out of my daze to find Ash and Flack arguing about—what else?—a New York-Boston sports rivalry. “We’re a triple-threat, Flack,” Ash was saying. “Allen, Garnett, Pierce. . .when they’re healthy, nobody stops us.” “Yeah, except Kobe,” Flack shot back. “At least we got one or two players who can actually stick with him the whole game.”

“Okay, okay, guys. Ash, much as I agree with you, we’re here because I need your help with something.” Instantly the joking demeanor was gone, replaced with a slightly furrowed brow. The face of a woman ready to deploy the scientific method in order to nail a perp. “Whatcha got?” “Well, last night I had a little run-in with a guy PK and I put away seven years ago. Wasn’t a huge deal, y’know? I thought it was just an isolated incident.” Flack broke in at this point, gesturing to me and saying, “Don’t listen to that load of crap, Parker. The scumbag was gonna kill her.” He pulled the left portion of my coat to the side, revealing the sling underneath. Ash’s eyes widened and then narrowed to slits. “Did he put you in that thing, Lizzie?” I was caught. No more trying to spare my friend the ugly details. “Yeah. Dislocated my shoulder. But I don’t have a scratch on me. I kicked the knife outta his hand before he could do anything with it.” Ash sighed exasperatedly at me and looked at Flack. The two shared a knowing look before Parker said, “So what happened today, Flack?” “Well, I showed up at the good Doctor’s office around two and found this little love letter on her doorstep.” He gestured to the note in my hand, which I slid over the table.

Ash gloved up again and picked up the note. She gave a low whistle upon finishing the short poem. “Jesus, Liz. So you have no idea who’s responsible for this?” I shook my head. “I’ve been able to draw some preliminary conclusions regarding the note writer’s psychological profile, but nothing that resonates with any recent cases I’ve worked on. So Flack and I are thinking that it’s somehow connected to yesterday’s attack.” She nodded her head, still looking at the note. “Okay. What time did you get to your office this morning?” “Eleven-thirty.” “Right, so that gives us a two and a half hour window for the drop-off. I’ll analyze the paper and see if I can’t figure out how long it was exposed to the sunlight. I’ll also dust it for prints. You both touched it, right?” “Yeah, but both of our prints are on file—mine up here and his in the NYPD database.”

Suddenly Ash brought the paper closer to her face and muttered, “Damn, Gina.” “What?” Flack asked. “What is it?” “This ain’t ink, guys.” “No?” A shakier voice had never escaped my throat. My favorite CSI took a quick swab of the note and doused it with that ever-telling mixture of phenolphthalein and hydrogen peroxide. The swab’s tip turned cotton-candy pink in front of our eyes, which could only mean one thing. Flack gave a voice to the chilling inevitable conclusion: “It's written in blood.”

I pushed my right hand firmly through my hair and let out a sigh. “This just keeps gettin’ better, doesn’t it?” Ash reached out and took my hand in her own. “Yeah, but this guy can’t hide from me for long, Liz. Or science, for that matter. So let’s recap. I’m gonna test the paper for prints and sunlight exposure. I’ll perform a handwriting analysis and see if we can’t build on those theories you came up with regarding your stalker’s mental state. And lastly, I’ll run the blood through all our databases and see if I get any hits. At the very least, I’ll be able to tell you if your perp’s male or female.”

Her methodical game plan calmed me down just enough to restore my sanity. Although I’d never show it, I wanted to just bury myself in Flack’s arms and cry until every ounce of fear left my body. “Thanks, chica.” “Ain’t no thang, girlfriend. I’ll call ya tomorrow with the results.” After Ash and I embraced, she took Don’s palm and encased it with a firm handshake. “Nice to meet you, Flack. Liz and I’ll send ya some flowers after the Knicks lose next week.” He shook his head, laughing. “You’re almost as bad as that one,” he said, pointing to me. “All talk.” “Get outta my lab,” she ordered with a smile. “Damn New Yorkers.”

Flack and I turned and descended the stairs once more, and after a wink & a nod to Mary we headed back out into the cold. After a few blocks of silence, Flack broke the still air with a puzzled tone in his voice. “How come we gotta wait until tomorrow for the results?” “Well, this ain’t New York, D. We got a much smaller population than you guys down on the island, so that means less funding. And less dinero means the lab can only have a certain number of their instruments running at any given time. So for particular types of analysis, the techs collect all the tests that need to be run and do ‘em in batches at the end of the day.” He nodded in enlightened understanding. “Huh.” “Plus, a couple years back there were some huge sample processing mistakes. The whole lab’s credibility was shot to hell. Cases had to be thrown out, supervisors were fired. . .the public started screaming about not feelin’ safe.”

“So,” I continued, “they recently got permission to move into that new building you and I were just in. Only caveat was that they had to overhaul every single aspect of evidence collecting, processing and reporting. Took a while, but they hammered it out. What that means, though, is that each little piece of trace has to be logged and examined according to very exact procedures. So it takes a little longer.”

“Makes sense,” he responded. “I was just hopin’ we’d be able to get some answers sooner. Y’know, so that you might be able to sleep okay tonight.” I reached up and squeezed his shoulder, silently smiling my thanks for his concern. We walked a few more blocks before reaching North Station and getting on the Green Line. A few stops later at Park Street, we joined the crowds heading home from Saturday work shifts and waited for the Red Line. As we fell in step with the throngs, I jammed my good hand into the pocket of my grey wool coat and stared at the ground. The deep red stripes painted on the walkway wall tiles reminded me too much of the angry scrawls of blood on the note I had received not two hours before. I was frightened, but determined to maintain my composure. You’ve been through worse, Lizzie Lynn.

Once we were on the Red Line train and chugging across the Charles River, I was able to relax a little bit. Not too many rainbow-colored seats of the subway car were occupied, and so after a while I turned to my companion and queried, “So how’s the CSI crew? Anybody get into trouble since New Year’s?” I’d taken Casey down to visit Flack and Sam in December, and we’d rung in 2010 NYC-style for the first time in our lives. Case was a bit nervous about the crowds at first, shaking and grabbing onto my arm. However, after realizing that we were safely surrounded by good cops, she joined me in looking up at the darkened sky as we watched the brightly illuminated ball of lights drop to signify the birth of a new year. Something about the brisk air stinging my cheeks as I looked into the shining eyes of my friends made me believe that 2010 would be different. That the ache of losing Jess would subside somewhat as we all kept pressing on in her name.

Flack gave my question a bit of thought, then went through the status of the whole gang by listing them one at a time on his fingers. “Well, Mac and Stell are still dancin’ around each other as always,” he began. “I swear, one of these days I’m just gonna throw those two in a room and lock the door until they figure it out. And, speakin’ of couples, Kendall finally just jumped Adam after work one night instead of waitin’ for him to ask her out. So they’re definitely havin’ fun.”

“Kendall’s so bloody smart it’s scary,” I piped in. “Those two definitely deserve each other, though. Geek love’s a beautiful thing.” “Ha! Totally. Lessee. . .oh, yeah! Lucy took her first steps just last week. She’d been standin’ up and cruisin’ along the couch for a long time, y’know?” Here he pantomimed the littlest Messer clutching at a sofa’s fabric. “But I guess Danny was on the floor with her the other day, a couple feet away from where Linds was sittin’. So Lucy says ‘mama!’ and takes the few steps over to the chair with a big grin on her little face. Danno called me a few minutes later, rehashed it at least three times.” “Wow! That’s fantastic! They’re gonna be chasin’ her around the house in no time. So how are the proud parents?” I asked. “Is Lindsay’s shoulder any better?” Flack frowned and shook his head. “It isn’t any better than when you were down. She’s doin’ rehab exercises every day, but I guess there’s a lot of nerve damage that just isn’t healin’ right for some reason. I mean, she can do all the stuff she needs to, like pick Lucy up and examine evidence and all that, but if she doesn’t pace herself she ends up bein’ in a helluva lot of pain at the end of the day.”

“And Danny?”

Here Flack grinned. “I’ve never seen him better. He just loves bein’ a dad. We took Lucy to her first Giants game back in January. Another guy was sittin’ next to us with a little boy on his lap—well, the kid reaches out to touch Lucy and Danno yanks her out of the way, givin’ the dad a ‘back the f*ck up’ kinda look. Classic.”

“Man, that’s just a preview. Imagine what he’s gonna do the first time she goes on a date. How ‘bout Hawkes? And Sid?”

“Hawkes is goin’ to some fancy conference in D.C. to present a paper to a bunch of doctors. Obama’s gonna be there and everything.”

“Ooh, what paper? Is he presenting his research on Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome? Or the treatise he wrote regarding aneuploid cells?”

Don gave me a look that was somewhere between disgust and amusement. “Lizzie, you know I don’t ask Doc any questions about his work. DNA and RNA are as far as I go in the crazy-ass alphabet soup of his world.”

“Y’know, Don Flack, you’re a lot smarter than you want people to think. But all right, you go ahead and play dumb. How’s my favorite quirky medical examiner?”

“Well, he hasn’t gotten divorced again since you left, so I think everything’s cool.”

I sat back in my seat, closed my eyes and let the smiling faces of the CSI team float through my troubled mind. Knowing they were all safe, happy and relatively healthy helped to relax the icy fingers of dread that were curled around my heart.

Flack and I got off the Red Line at the Central stop and began the walk towards my house. The streets were relatively quiet, enveloped in those anticipatory interim hours between the close of the work day and the beginning of Harvard’s nightlife. Central Square’s sidewalk cobblestones announced our presence with a steady click-clack as we ignored the “don’t walk” signs and cut a southwesterly path across the kingdom of the Crimson kids.

Eventually, we reached the slightly tree-shaded block of Lawrence Street. The fields and basketball courts of adjacent Dana Park were only barely visible beneath a slight dusting of snow, but I still saw Flack eye the two hoops from across the street. I elbowed him in the ribs and quipped, “You thinking of tossin’ a few airballs later?” “Listen to you, talkin’ trash with one good arm. Whatcha gonna do, sit there and throw hook shots while I’m rainin’ threes?” “If I did, I’d make more of ‘em than you ever do.” He smiled and sniffed a little, his voice changing for a moment. “You sound like Jess,” he murmured. “She was the hoops smack-talk queen of ‘em all.” I didn’t quite know how to respond to that, so I just nodded and said, “She was the best at a lot of things.” Like loving you, I thought. We soon reached my little white house with maroon trim, and carefully walked up the icy steps of 14 Lawrence. Flack had to help me open the front door due to my one-armed condition, which I allowed him to do without too much fuss.

Once inside, Don also had to help me ease my coat off my injured arm, which hurt more than I expected. I tried not to cry out, but a small audible grunt managed to escape as my shoulder was wrenched backward. “You okay?!” “Yeah, D, I’m cool. Just a little tweak.” Flack bent towards me to inspect my shoulder, and as he did so I had to look away from him so as not to get hopelessly lost in his clear blue eyes. “It’s, uh—it’s okay, Don,” I stammered. “I’ll just down a couple of the pills I got from the hospital. Let’s get you situated.” Before his beautifully contoured mouth could argue, I turned away my flushed face and started up the hardwood stairs. Once Flack had made it to the top, I showed him into the guest room. He placed his bag on the ledge of the large bay window overlooking the park, rubbed his neck and then sat on the bed, exhaling strongly. “Thanks for havin’ me here, Liz. I think this is just what I needed this weekend.”

I smiled, happy that he could let his guard down. “No problem. You need anything? Toothbrush? Hair gel? Replacement for Lundqvist?” “I’m gonna ignore that last wisecrack in the spirit of relaxin’,” he said, giving me a stern look. “And I’m good on bathroom stuff, thanks.” “Okay. Just lemme know. I’m gonna put a few things away and then go make dinner.” He crossed his arms and said, gesturing to my shoulder, “Like hell you are.” “Don, it’s fine,” I insisted. “You’re my guest and I want to make sure you're treated as such.” “Lizzie, if you think I’m gonna sit here and let your stubborn wounded ass try to make dinner with one good arm, you’re full of sh*t. You’d prob’ly cut yourself and bleed all over everything anyway. I’m takin’ care of food. Period.”

“All right, all right,” I acquiesced. “Geez. I try to show a guy a good time and this is what I get. . . .” I broke off, grinning. “Go get yourself a drink, Doc,” he ordered. “I’ll be down in a few.” I obeyed, but only partially. Instead of going back downstairs, I headed down the hall to my own room, stepped inside and shut the door. Each night I escaped to this quiet sanctuary, away from the pain the world had inflicted upon me and my family over the years. Decorated in various permutations of green and white, my bedroom became a soft forest glen as I pulled open the blinds to let in the scant daylight still left in the sky. This produced an immediate reaction from the small swatch of black that had been dozing peacefully on my bed—Jack sat up from his favorite pillow and glared at me as only a spoiled cat can do. As a peace offering, I took a seat on the Tempur-Pedic mattress and patted his head in silence for bit. “I’m sorry, little one,” I said finally. “I’m all kinds of goofed up with Flack here. I just don’t know how much longer I can pretend like I'm not in love with him. It’s tearin’ me up inside.” My ever-faithful cat stood up, stretched, put his paws on my shoulder and gave my face a lick. And they say cats don’t care.

Kissing Jack between his ears, I kicked my shoes off, shook my hair out and stood up from the bed. I steeled myself internally, drawing a deep breath into my lungs and exhaling with confidence. I yanked the door open and made my way down the hall, then descended the stairs. Flack was standing over the sink as I walked into the kitchen, scrubbing potatoes with his large veined hands. He’d taken off his blue sweater to reveal a plain white t-shirt, and I could see his strong forearms flexing as he pushed his fingers over the dirt-laden potato skins. Hearing my footsteps on the hardwood, Don turned around and flashed me a grin. “You ready for the best soup of your life, Lizzie? It’s my mom’s recipe.” “Sounds good to me. I haven’t seen you cook in a while, man. You sure you’re the real Don Flack?” He pulled his right hand from under the faucet and flicked some water in my direction. “I will have you know, Miss Thing, that every member of the Flack family is an excellent cook. I just don’t always choose to use my skills on a daily basis.”

“And how is the Flack family holdin’ up these days?” “Not bad. Parents are good—Ma’s tryin’ to kick the ol’ man off the couch and get him to travel more. Her latest pitch is for Ireland. Here he imitated his mom’s rich alto voice: “‘Think of all the Guinness, Donald!’” I laughed at the accuracy of his impression. “It’s hard to get Dad away from his cop shows, though. Mom may hafta just go on her own. Brian’s doin’ well. I forgot to tell ya, Carrie’s pregnant again, so Sam and I are gonna have another niece or nephew pretty soon here.”

“Nice! Give my congratulations to the two of them. How’s Sam?” Truth be told, I was more interested in her well-being than any of his other family members, but was trying not to show it. He put down the potato and turned to face me, sighing and pushing his hands into his jeans pockets. “I think she’s makin’ progress overall. You saw her at New Year’s, so you know she was actually doin’ pretty well. She kinda fell off the wagon for a bit, though. Actually, it wasn’t too long after you and Casey went home—her d*ckhead boyfriend broke up with her and she went on a week-long binge. I stopped by her apartment one night and found her passed out on the floor. But no huge problems since then.”

“Is she still seeing her therapist?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I take her on Tuesdays so I know she’s goin’ at least once a week. I feel for her, y’know? S’not easy to open up to a stranger when you were raised the way we were. And not everybody gets shrink services for free.” He gave me a lopsided closed-mouth smile, and I had to press my knees into the island’s base to keep them from giving way. “Enjoy it while you can, D. I start charging after five years of friendship. Seriously, though, I’m glad she’s back on the straight path again. I know it’s been a long climb out of a deep hole for her, but she’s doin’ great. Just make sure you tell her that every now and then. And make sure she knows she can call me if she needs anything, okay?”

“Got it, Doc.” He saluted and turned back to the potatoes. I snatched a wine glass out of one of the island’s stemware cupboards and filled it with some of the open Cabernet Sauvignon. “You want a glass?” I asked my companion. “Nah, I’m good. Maybe with dinner.” I wanted to ask where he was at with alcohol these days, but hadn’t figured out a good way to do it. He’d had a beer or two around New Year’s, but who knew what he’d been drinking in his spare time? It may have been ten months, but I still remembered the anger in his eyes when I’d tried to suggest that he watch his intake in the days following Jess’ death. Quite ironic for a therapist, not knowing how to broach a subject. “Let me know if you need help with anything, k?” “I got it, Liz. You go watch your little bear cubs lose.” I stuck my tongue out at my friend and then headed into the TV room to turn on the Bruins game.

Half an hour later, the Bruins were on top of the Canadiens 3-1 in the second period. I was having trouble maintaining my usual hockey-game intensity, though. My eyes kept glazing over as nightmarish thoughts of a man plotting my death seized my brain—and I was losing track of the puck as it became engulfed in the raw redness of my fear. Thankfully, Flack soon brought in two bowls of steaming, aromatic soup and placed one in front of me. “You’re lucky we’re havin’ my mom’s soup, Lizzie,” he said, pointing to the TV. “I’d lose my appetite watchin’ Timmy Thomas crash around like that otherwise.” “I don’t care what you say, Flack—stopping a puck is stopping a puck, no matter how it looks. Maybe King Henrik should take a page outta that book instead of his current manual.” “Which is?” Flack arched his expressive eyebrows at me. “’How To Be A Sieve, In Three Easy Periods.’” “Maybe you don’t deserve this dinner after all,” he said, making like he was going to take my bowl back. “All right, all right. Truce. Thank you very much for bestowing the legendary Flack Family culinary skills upon me.”

I sat back against the couch pillows and dug into the potato leek confection before me. It was not only fragrant and warm, but of the perfect consistency. Not so thin that it had any traces of water, but not thick enough to stick in your throat. Upon swallowing my first mouthful, I instantly felt comforted and at peace. “This is great, D,” I said, enthusiastically. “Far finer than I ever could have made, even with two hands.” He smiled, blushing a little. “Thanks. Glad ya like it.” We ate in silence, letting the third period of the Bruins game provide background noise for a while. Montreal came back in the third period to tie the game at 3, but with two minutes left Chara took a shot from center ice and blew it past Halak for the win. I smiled, and pumped my fist a bit--which was nothing compared to my usual victory celebrations, but I didn’t have the energy for much else.

I did have sufficient motivation for one thing, though. Turning the TV off and facing Flack, I cleared my throat and said, “Tell me something, D.” “Yeah?” I looked up and stared him straight in the eyes. “How are you doing?” Confusion clouded his face like a sudden eclipse. “Like right now? I’m not cold, if that’s what you mean.” “Nice try, man. You know what I'm talking about. I know you came up here to get away from everything--and I think it’s good that you’re separating yourself from the city for a few days—but I’m curious about how you’re doing with Jess being gone.”

“Well, I told ya on the phone last night that I’m havin’ problems sleeping, but other than that things are fine.” I digested this little white lie, nodded, then continued: “I wish that were true.” “What are you talkin’ about, Liz? You don’t believe me?!” That famous Irish temper was rearing its head, a tiger stirring to hunt after a long day's nap in the sun. I headed it off before it could escalate into a roar. “I believe that you want everything to be fine, and I’m glad for that. For a while there after Jess died I didn’t know if you were gonna ever be your old self again. I’m so happy to have my friend back. . .I can’t even tell you how much. But these” (and here I gently touched each one of a series of jagged red scars on his hands) “weren’t there when I was down for New Year’s. Please tell me what happened.”

Flack let out the deepest sigh I’d ever heard. It seemed as though the rushing winds of almost a year’s worth of grief had been sucked into his lungs and then blown back out—along with traces of disappointment and self-loathing. He scrunched his forehead and lips into frustrated lines and then finally relaxed. “Can’t put anything past you, huh?” I shook my head sadly. “Not when it comes to you being in pain,” I replied.

“Okay. Ya got me. It was a little more than a month ago—February 8th, if you wanna get technical.”

“Jess’ birthday.”

“Yeah. Good memory. Anyway, lots of people came over to celebrate that night. Family, friends, the CSI guys—we had a good time just talkin’ about her, sharin’ stories and lookin’ at pictures, stuff like that. I thought I was fine. I mean, there were a few tough moments when I was showin’ off some photos we took last spring, but no tears. No big deal, right?” He coughed and continued, twirling his soup spoon between his long fingers as he spoke.

“So everybody goes home, and I start cleanin’ up. I was gonna put away the pictures I was passin’ around at the party, but for some reason I just take the whole stack and start flippin' through ‘em one by one. I’m lookin’ at this one picture I took of her last winter—we were walkin’ home from a concert and Jess found this patch of snow not too far away from my apartment. She gets down on the ground and makes a snow angel, just for the hell of it, then sits up and gives me this huge gorgeous smile. She had snow in her hair and all over her back, but she didn’t care. She just looked so d*mn happy. Good thing I got that shot off, too, ‘cause she threw a snowball at me right after I took it.”

His voice wavered, but he managed to keep from crying. “So I’m sittin’ there in the kitchen lookin’ at her face and I decide that to get through the rest of the picture stack, I’m gonna need a little liquid courage.” I winced upon hearing this. “Messer had brought a bottle of vodka to the party that we hadn’t even opened, so I break it out and pour myself a shot. I keep goin’ through the photos, and the shots are turnin' into straight drinks from the bottle. Eventually, I get down to the end of the vodka and the pictures. I’m pretty drunk at this point.”

“I get to the last picture in the stack, and it’s her at the top of the Statue of Liberty. We took a day around the city last April and just pretended like we were a coupla tourists. Forgot about bein’ cops for a few hours. Anyway, she’s got her arms spread out in the picture and you can see the tattoo on her left wrist. And. . .I don’t know what happened in me after seein’ those flowers, but all of a sudden, I’m back in the hospital touchin’ her—her hand. Just strokin’ it over and over again 'cause I don’t know how to say goodbye. And all the feelings about how unfair the whole damn thing is, that I couldn’t do anything about her dyin’--they all came back, right in that one second. I just got so mad, Lizzie. So f*cking mad!"

“So what did you do?”

“Started throwin’ things. First the vodka bottle, then all the wine glasses sittin’ by the sink, then the pictures on the wall. . .it’s just this big blur of glass. Glass and booze and screamin'—I know I was yellin’ at the top of my lungs but I couldn’t even tell ya what I said. I musta worn myself out eventually, ‘cause I woke up the next morning with blood all over my hands and an apartment that looked like a war zone.”

I was quiet for a moment, making sure he was finished with his tale of rage. “Wow. I’m glad you made it out alive. Did you tell anybody about what happened?”

“Nah. Didn’t really know who to talk to, y’know? Danno’s busy with Lindsay and the baby, Sam’s got her own problems—and I didn’t want to tell you ‘cause I figured you’d just tell me to go see a shrink.”

He gave me a guilty little smile at this, and I grinned back. “Well, thank you for telling me now. I promise it’ll stay between the two of us.”

“I know it sounds bad, Liz. I do. It was an awful night. But I haven’t had much to drink since then and I’ve been feelin’ okay. Not great, but nothin’ like that night.”

“That’s good to hear.”

He shifted in his seat and looked at me somewhat tentatively. “Uh, so whaddya think? Should I go get my head checked out?”

I shifted into clinical mode for a moment. “Hm. It sounds like it was an isolated episode of anger, but it definitely had an easily identifiable trigger. You don’t necessarily need to see a therapist, but it would be good to have a plan that you can follow in case you start feeling that same type of rage. Like for example, it seems as though any active mourning of Jess should be done away from alcohol, and preferably with another person. Perhaps you could spend some more time with her father or brothers as a way to connect with her--or if you can, visit her gravesite so that you're out in public instead of just sitting and looking at pictures by yourself. I mean, there’s things that you two shared that no one else will be able to understand (or take away from you), but I think too much isolated grieving could be dangerous for you.”

He nodded. “I think I understood enough of that to get the point.”

“And please don’t forget that you can always call me. Any time, okay?”

“Thanks, Lizzie.”

Flack picked at a few loose threads on the arm of the couch as we fell silent again. Then he looked at me and said, “So how ‘bout you? You doin’ okay after everything that’s gone down in the last couple days?”

I made the mistake of pausing for an extended period of time before finally spitting out a lie-laced, “Yeah, yeah! I’m good. I mean, it’s nothing huge for a former cop, right? Definitely saw a fair share of weird sh*t while on my beat.”

The twin crystal-blue rivers in his eyes pierced my tough front like a sword through armor. “You little hypocrite,” he said, shaking his head at me. “You make me be straight with ya and then you gimme the worst piece of crap lie ever.” I was about to protest, but he was having none of it. Instead, he reached over and put his hand on my knee, squeezing gently. “Tell me the truth, Lizzie. You’ve had an attempt on your life and a credible death threat land on your doorstep all in the last twenty-four hours. I don’t need a shrink degree to know that that kinda stuff gets to people.”

I was powerless to stop the rush of blood that flushed my cheeks a brilliant scarlet. I managed to keep from tearing up at his heartfelt concern, but was moved nonetheless. Although I didn’t dare share everything I was feeling, my scarred heart opened a tiny bit and let a few rays of emotion burst forth. “I’m scared, D.”

His response came, concerned yet gentle. “What’re you scared of?”

“I’ve just never been this close to death before, you know? I mean, I’ve been near death way too much in the last ten years. . .Matty, PK, Mom, not to mention Jess—but it’s never stared me directly in the face.” My voice strengthened as I walked back into familiar scientific territory: “And it makes sense that two brushes with death (the direct one being the suddenness of the knife attack and the indirect one the sinister nature of the note) would create a--”

“Liz.” Flack interrupted my psychobabble with his contorted mouth and arched black eyebrows. “Forget about what’s ‘normal’ or what other people go through when they’re dealin’ with stuff like this. I wanna know how you are.”

“You’re not gonna let me hide behind my medical journals, huh?”

He shook his head. “Nope.”

I sighed, relenting. “I guess I’ve just been thinking about how much I love my life. Work, family, friends, sports—all of it. When we were at Fenway today I was thinkin’ about my season tickets and how excited I am for Opening Day. . .I’m takin’ Case and we’re sitting right on the line where Bay hits most of his homers. The idea of someone taking all that away from me is really frightening.”

I pressed on, hitting a deeper layer of my feelings. “Also, the attack and this threat both came because of something I did right when I was a cop. Something me and PK did together. So I’m pissed that somebody out there is trying to punish me for that. I--I try to be a strong woman, Flack. Sometimes too strong, as you know. But there’s somebody out there who wants to f*ck me up big time, and I’m scared that they’re gonna win. That I’ll turn into some frightened little girl who can’t walk down the street by herself at night.”

“Makes sense for you to feel all those things after the weekend you’ve had so far,” Flack replied. “I know you’re not gonna let this scumbag beat you down, though, whoever he is. I know you. You’re too strong for that.”

“Thanks. Doesn’t exactly feel like it at the moment, though.” I gestured to my sling with my free hand.

“Well, I’ll tell ya what. Instead of sittin’ around here waitin’ for your girl Parker to call tomorrow, how ‘bout we go over to PD and see what we can dig up on the guy who jumped you last night? That’ way you can have some. . .uh, what do you head docs call it—agency! Yeah, you can have some agency in the situation instead of just havin’ stuff happen to you. Whaddya say?”

“Yeah, all right. Gotta make sure I don’t trap myself in my own house. Good call on your part.”

“Nice. I also wanna talk to the BPD guys about gettin’ you some protection after I head home.”

“Most of my boys are Bruins fans,” I said, putting on a mock serious face. “You sure you’ll be able to handle the stench? I mean, you almost tossed your cookies on Yawkey today. Can’t be too careful with that delicate little New Yorker stomach of yours.”

“I’ll manage. C’mere.” He scooted over on the couch and gingerly put his arm around my shoulders so as not to disturb the sling. “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you, okay? Anybody wants to mess with you, they’re gonna have to get through me first.”

“Thanks, D.” I closed my eyes and just breathed in deeply for a moment. His scent was a mixture of a strong man’s raw power and the gentility of the comfort and care he was providing, and I had never had such a strong urge to kiss him as in that moment. But I refused to come between him and the memories of his true love. So instead, I gripped his waist tightly for a few more seconds, stood up, and said, “Thanks for dinner, Flack. And for listening.” I smiled at him and gave him a small peck on the cheek. “I think I’m gonna get into bed.”

“Okay. I think I’ll stay up for a bit. SportsCenter’s callin’ my name. I’ll lock up, though. You go get some sleep.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. No problem.”

“You need anything?”

“Naw, I’m cool. Get some rest.”

I nodded, and turned to head upstairs when I heard, “Hey, Lizzie?”

I faced him once more, training my tired eyes on his own. “Yeah?”

“Thanks for gettin’ me to talk about Jess. It’s—uh, still hard to, um, believe she’s really gone.”

“I know, D. I'm so sorry you're having to go through this. I really appreciate your telling me about what happened to your hands. And no matter how sh*tty you may feel, you’re doin’ a great job with your grief. I know that wherever she is, she’s really proud of the man and the cop you’ve become since she was taken from you.”

His eyes began glistening, and so I quickly tried to lighten the air around us once again:

Just call me next time you’re thinkin’ about downing a bottle of vodka and goin’ all Texas Chainsaw Massacre on your apartment, okay?”

Flack smiled through his welling tears and nodded. “Done. ‘Night, Doc.”

“Night, Detective.”

I headed up the stairs and commenced with getting ready for bed. Ten minutes later, burrowed into my green flannel sheets with Jack by my side, I turned on my stomach and prepared for sleep. The last thought I had before drifting away was of how safe I felt knowing that Flack was downstairs, watching over my house.

And watching over me.

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RyderBPD — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 13:57:11 CST

*This story takes place ten months after Angell's death. It's a Liz Ryder tale set in that wicked awesome home of the Red Sox, Boston. I hope you like it!* -RyderBPD
Warning: This story contains profanity.
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The door to BPD closed behind me, cutting my body off from the last remnants of indoor warmth. Stepping out onto Columbus Avenue, I adjusted my hat, gloves and scarf, then pulled my coat tightly around my waist and set off towards the T stop.

March is a deceiving time in Boston. You think winter’s blown its last chilled breath and then she beats you upside the head with a surprise snowstorm. The quiet icy sidewalks were slick despite the salt the city had flung their way throughout the day, and as a result my pace had slowed from its usual quick clip to a tentative plodding. As I was forced to carefully inspect every step I took, I grumbled internally about the black flats that were on my feet—for despite my love of the crisp and clear air of winter, its slushy mess on the ground meant that I couldn’t wear my standard 3-inch heels.

It must have been this internal fixation on footwear that dulled my normal defensive reflexes, because I was completely surprised by the man that jumped out of the shadows and knocked me square into a lamp post. I managed to steer my head clear of the grooved iron, but the cold metal would not let my left shoulder escape its unyielding grasp. I heard a sickening crunch as my humerus smashed into its close friend the scapula, dislocating the entire joint. Recovering and turning to face my attacker, I held my right arm out in a basic defensive position. “What the hell?!” I heard myself shout. “What the f*ck do you want?”

The response came, swift and angry. “I want the seven years of my life you stole from me, you b*tch!” My racing brain couldn’t place the guy’s voice, and a dark baseball cap shielded most of his face. Odd, since he’d just identified himself as someone I was supposedly connected to. Unfortunately, the knife in his right hand left me little time for mental processing. I tried to stall him with some good old-fashioned shrink speak: “Look, sir, let’s just talk about this. You say I’ve wronged you somehow. Maybe if you explain it to me further I can help you.”

Dude wasn’t havin’ any of it. “Screw that!” he said. “I’m gonna kill you!” He rushed at me, brandishing the long knife. Although my left arm was crippled, there was nothing wrong with my legs, and just as my attacker was about to strike I lashed out with a quick roundhouse kick to neutralize his weapon. It worked, and my foot sent the knife skipping across the ice before it came to rest about twenty feet away. As the mystery man turned his head to follow his disappearing leverage, I punched him in the face and broke his nose. He went down hard, falling backwards and leaving his groin area exposed. I didn’t hesitate, landing another hard kick right where the sun don’t shine.

As he groaned and writhed in the middle of the sidewalk, I rubbed my aching shoulder and spat in anger close to his head. “Y’know, some people might say you had real balls, jumpin’ a woman by herself in the middle of the night. What your testicles didn’t count on was my black belt, you stupid son of a b*tch. Whoever you are, your ass is goin’ to jail.” I pulled out my phone and called the building I’d left not five minutes before. “Jimmy, I need a hand out here on Columbus,” I told my favorite desk jockey. “Some idiot thought it’d be a good idea to rough me up four blocks away from a police station.”

About thirty seconds later, two uniforms came running down the street in snow boots, guns drawn. “Ryder, you okay?” I could make out the looks of concern on their faces even in the dim light. “Yeah, boys, I’m all right. Let's get this scumbag back to PD so I can find out what his d*mn problem is.” While Maurizio Moretti secured the still-moaning perp, the other (a good pal of mine, Paul O’Connell) rushed to my side. “What happened?”

I relayed the story with as much detail as I could, and when I had finished O’Connell checked me out for injuries. I had some of the bastard’s blood on my hand from the punch I’d landed, but the biggest casualty was my jammed shoulder. It hurt to move my left arm even an inch, and when O’Connell saw this he urged me to go to the hospital. “I will, man, I promise,” I said, holding up my right index and middle finger in the “Scout’s Honor” sign. “But I gotta find out what this guy’s beef is first.”

He shrugged and smiled. “You got it, Doc.” The four of us made the short trip back to PD—Moretti pushing my cuffed attacker down the street in front while O’Connell and I brought up the rear. After snapping a quick photo of the assailant, the Italian half of my rescue team shoved him into an interrogation room, and once I’d constructed a makeshift sling from a pair of pantyhose in my desk I sat down across the table from the guy who’d ruined my evening.

“Start talking, jackass,” I said. “Who are you and why’d you jump me?”

In the process of plunking the perp down into a seat, Moretti had whipped off the guy's baseball hat—which revealed a blazing pair of blue eyes staring out at me from underneath a mop of blonde hair. Guy looked to be about forty, evidenced by his slightly thinning follicles and the crow’s feet around his eyes.

“I told you. I want those years of my life back that you took from me. I’m not sayin’ anything else.”

He leaned back in his chair and stayed there, giving me a look of superiority in spite of his cuffed hands.

“Fine,” I replied. “I’ll do the talking. You chose to attack me under the cover of darkness, indicating cowardice and a fear of recognition. You must have been watching me and tracking my movements for some time, for while it’s dangerous to strike so close to a police station, I’m here late every single Friday night. The presence of a knife highlights the desire for a personal attack as opposed to the quick finality of a gun. How am I doin’ so far, chief?”

Silence continued to emanate from the other end of the cold steel table. Just then, Moretti came to the interrogation room’s door and knocked on the glass. He held up a file folder and motioned for me to come out in the hall. I obliged—but not before turning to my anonymous scumbag and scoffing audibly.

“What’s up, donnaiolo?” Moretti laughed at my Italian slang, blushing and sweeping a stray black hair out of his handsome face. He sighed. “Ryder, siete una bella donna—bella, ma una saccente.” “I promise not to make you tell me what that means if you share what’s in that file,” I quipped. He handed me the manila folder and, opening it to the first page, I stood silent for a moment. Paper-clipped to the inside of the folder was a mug shot of a man in his early thirties. Blonde hair, blue eyes and a scar on his left cheek. I looked back through the glass, examining the room’s occupant more closely. “It’s him!” I exclaimed, turning to Moretti. “Same jerk. How’d you find out who he is?”

“O’Connell ran his picture through our database of convicted felons,” Moretti explained. “Looks like this guy went away for rape seven years ago.” “What's that got to do with me?” “Looks like you and PK were the arrestings on the case, and that the perp was tryin’ to pull off an insanity plea. Only you didn’t buy his act, and told Vargas she should examine the guy in addition to the shrink his lawyer was bankrollin’. Guy’s scam fell apart under her questioning.”

I reached back into the catacombs of my mind and found hints of memories associated with the case. I had just started developing an interest in the wonders of brain chemistry, and so began closely observing the many crazies that came through BPD’s doors. In the case of this particular perp, I’d noticed a wink that passed between the suspect and his lawyer during initial interrogation. Adding that to some inconsistencies in his story produced enough doubt in my mind to call for further investigation, and as Moretti said, the guy’s ruse cracked in half. Now what was his name? I thought to myself. Something that sounded like a guy Casey dated in high school. I hated that punk. Rayburn? No, no—Redmond? Wait, that’s it! Radman!

“Taylor Radman,” I said aloud. I glanced at the tab on the side of the folder and confirmed my recollection. “Thanks, man,” I said to Moretti. “No problem, Doc,” he said. “I’ll be right out here to hook him up once you’re done.” Tucking the folder under my immobilized left arm, I opened the door and stepped back into the cubicle of questioning. I once again took my seat across from Radman.

“You’re not gettin’ anything outta me, sweetheart,” he said. “I want a lawyer.”

I ignored this little bluff and gave him a wicked grin.

“So, you’re throwin’ a little hissy fit ‘cause I helped bust your ass all those years ago, huh Taylor?” His eyes widened and he lurched forward so that his chest was pressing into the table. “That’s right. I know who you are. And I know what you did. Sorry, buddy—just couldn’t let ya get away with that fake insanity crap. In this country people have to sack up and take responsibility for the crimes they commit.”

“That girl wanted me!” he said, suddenly screaming. “She was mine, and I took her! And then you and that stupid Mick partner of yours ruined everything!”

Before I knew what I was doing, I lunged across the table and took Radman by the throat. “That ‘Mick partner’ of mine and I stopped you from raping women for seven years, you piece of sh*t! You deserved every damn minute of that prison sentence! And now, guess what? You’re goin’ back to jail for assault and the attempted murder of a Boston police officer!” By this time Moretti had burst into the room and dislodged my hand from Radman’s neck. “All right, Ryder. All right. Let him go.” He squeezed my hand comfortingly, then turned to Taylor. Spinning him around, Moretti read him his Mirandas and led the mayor of Loserville down to booking.

Meanwhile, O’Connell brought me a glass of water and checked my status. “You all right, Doc?” “Yeah,” I said slowly, still shaking. “I hope I didn’t ruin your conviction chances with my little outburst. I was already amped up from the attack, y’know? And then when he said that about Pak-Man I just snapped.” A look of understanding crossed O’Connell’s face, and he nodded sympathetically. “I hear ya, Ryder—and I do appreciate you stickin’ up for us Irish guys. But you gotta remember that no matter what anyone else says about him, PK was a great cop. Nobody can take the time you guys had away from ya.”

“D*mn, O’Connell, you’re startin’ to sound like me,” I said, grinning. “Maybe you should be the shrink and I’ll take your drug raids down south.” “Well, that depends,” he said, pretending to seriously consider the offer. “How many single women patients you got?” We laughed, and I relaxed a little. Moretti came back from processing Radman and the two unis insisted on taking me to the hospital. I was too exhausted to argue, so after I got outfitted with a proper sling at Mass General the boys of Boston’s finest dropped me right in front of my door in Cambridge.

Although I’d joked around with the guys in the squad car, upon shutting my house’s heavy oak door the masquerade ended. The stress of the evening’s events escaped my lungs with a rush as I sank to the floor and began to cry. While I wasn’t surprised that I’d escaped the altercation, the sheer shock of being jumped stung my entire body. I hadn’t felt that vulnerable in years.

I’m not sure how long I sat there sobbing beneath my mail slot, but eventually I picked myself up off the floor and walked into the kitchen. Sniffing as I wiped the tears from my eyes, I poured my energy into filling the kettle and then put it on to boil. Twenty minutes later, I was sipping chamomile tea and gazing into the flames of a crackling fire. The night's attack had definitely penetrated the tough front I’d been meticulously constructing over the course of my lifetime. Matty’s death and Mom’s passing were responsible for the largest cracks in its foundation, but Radman’s attempt on my life had also cut all the way to my core.

If I had been walking with a man, I thought, tonight’s attack never would have happened. This made my internal feminist bristle, and she voiced her displeasure immediately. Don't you start that blaming crap! She screamed. What happened earlier is Radman's fault and nobody else's! We've never needed a man to get through life before--why start now because of one dumbf*ck rapist?

Okay, let me rephrase that, I responded. (What, you think shrinks don't talk to themselves? Hah!) I've become careless with my life—I trust too much in my self-defense skills while I dare the world to help me prove that I'm a strong woman. Yeah, but who would you want walking by our side? Certainly not either of the losers you've dated in the last six months. Here I had to concede a point to the girl-power part of my personality--she of the black emo glasses and spiked pink hair. Both Mike and Jason, despite their hot bodies and initial interests in common with my own, ended up being Grade-A jerks.

Sitting there in my pajamas, I realized just how lonely I was.

My pity party was interrupted by the sudden presence of four paws in my lap and a loud yowl. “I’m sorry, buddy,” I said, stroking Jack’s silky hair. “Of course I’m not alone. I’ve got you as long as I can afford to keep puttin’ food in your dish.” I smiled as I kept petting my beloved cat, producing a steady purr from his throat. Still, I couldn’t keep my mind from wandering to the one guy I’d let walk me down any street, day or night. Reaching over to the end table and picking up my phone, I stared intently at its screen as though it would dial Flack’s number for me. I couldn’t do it, though. I didn’t want to lay my fears on him in the middle of the night. He’d just recently started sleeping normally again after nine months of nightmares—with Jess’ lifeless face haunting each one.

Just then, my phone rang, producing multiple reactions. I jumped about a foot in the air, Jack freaked out (ripping my PJs and raking my leg with his claws in the process) and I spilled my still-steaming tea all over the place. The surprise produced by the phone call itself, though, was nothing compared to what I felt upon seeing the name that had popped up on the Caller ID. Just one letter was stamped on the Razr’s illuminated screen: D.

Flinging the soaked Pats blanket off my lap, I drew in a deep breath and answered the phone. “Hey, man, what’s up?” The very essence of cool. He’d never know my left leg was bleeding and that I’d narrowly escaped death just hours before.

The immediately evident concern in Flack’s rich voice slid in through my ear and warmed my entire body. “Liz, you okay? What’s wrong?” Apparently my perceived “mad concealment skills” left much to be desired. “Yeah, yeah, I’m all right. Such a damn klutz--I spilled some tea on myself right before you called.” “C’mon, Ryder—I’ve heard better lies from kindergarteners. Your voice sounds like you’ve been cryin’.” For a second I thought about dropping the façade and telling him why I needed the tea and the fire in the first place. Why my arm was in a sling and why I probably wouldn’t sleep tonight. But he had called me for a reason, and I didn’t want to detract from whatever it was that he needed. “It’s cool, D—I’m fine. Just something in my throat is all. What about you? You all right?”

He paused as though he was going to pry further, but then gave in to my change of subject. “Eh, I just wanted to see if you were awake. I can’t sleep.” Relief washed over me, and I silently thanked Flack for giving me a distraction from the knife attack. I shifted into shrink mode and began tackling my friend’s problem. “You having nightmares again?” “Kinda,” he replied. “You remember how I was always dreamin’ about her face? Like she was right in front of me but I couldn’t touch her?” “Yeah, of course. Is that still happening?” His words got kind of garbled for a moment—either he was talking with a finger in his mouth or my phone had cut out. “Say again?” I asked. He sighed and cleared his throat. “Sorry. You know me. Not always good at doin’ this ‘talk about your feelings’ stuff.” “S’okay,” I said, reassuringly. “Take your time.”

When he finally spoke again his voice was softer, trembling just the slightest bit. “With those first dreams she was too real, y’know? I could see every line on her face, the pieces of her hair that stuck out funny—those gold flecks in her eyes. I woke up reachin’ out to touch her every single time. But now, I’m startin’ to have dreams where I can’t remember what she looks like. Her face is all blurry, and when I wake up I gotta look at a picture just so I don't forget.”

As he spoke I found myself nodding enthusiastically, the way I do when I’m with a patient. It’s a way of making the speaker feel validated and helps him realize that what he's experiencing is normal. I made sure to wait until Flack had finished, and then tried to speak as a friend, not just a doctor. “You’re not forgetting Jess, Flack. I know that’s what it must feel like, but what’s really happening is that your brain is working through the anger you’ve felt regarding her death. As the intensity of that rage fades, sometimes there’s a few other things that relax—like your ability to see her face perfectly clearly.”

“That’s the thing, though, Liz. . .it’s like bein’ pissed off is the only weapon I’ve had this whole time. It ain't easy bein’ so angry, but it’s like if I’m not mad about her dyin’, somehow I’m lettin’ her murderers off the hook.”

“Hm.” The infamous clinical musing—a stalling tactic used while we medical professionals think of something to say. “Does it help to think about the fact that her killer is dead?” No point in skirting the issue at one in the morning. I could almost hear him shrug over the phone as he delivered his response. “Yes and no. It’s what the bastard deserved, but it’s prob'ly the worst moment I’ve ever had as a cop. I guess any relief I feel at him bein’ dead is wiped out by me bein’ mad at myself for losin’ control like that.”

“Well, I’m not condoning shooting unarmed suspects on a regular basis, but you might wanna take what you did to that piece of sh*t as an indication of just how much you cared about Jess. This decision that makes you so angry could be turned around and seen as a declaration of love for her. Protecting her honor and avenging her death.”

“Yeah. I dunno. What I do know is that she’s been gone for ten months and I still don’t feel like myself.”

“Anything I can do to help?”

“Well, yeah, actually. I gotta get out of the city. Work’s been pretty crazy and I’m thinkin’ a few days away might help me clear my head. You hangin’ around home this weekend?”

“Yeah,” I managed to squeak out. For some reason my lungs didn’t feel like breathing normally at the prospect of Flack coming up north. “Nothin’ goin’ on here but the Bruins and Celtics on TV.”

I swear I heard him smile at this. “Can I come up and stay at your place for a couple nights?”

At this point I had to ask my heart to kindly stop beating the crap out of my rib cage. The man had just described his enduring heartbreak over his murdered girlfriend, for crying out loud. Not exactly a solid base for a romantic weekend. I did my best to keep from sounding like a kid crashing through puberty and offered the following:

“Oh yeah, totally. No problem. Hey, but what about Jack? Aren’t you allergic?”

“Y’know, it’s funny, but the last time I was up there I didn’t have any problems at all. I think yours might be the one cat that doesn’t make my nose act like Niagara.”

I laughed. “Good. What time you wanna come up tomorrow?”

“I’m thinkin’ around two-ish. That way I’ll have time to write down all the questions I plan on firing at your lyin’ ass so you’ll tell me what happened tonight.”

I ignored the latter part of his response, but blushed at the thought that he cared. “Two it is. Why don’t you meet me at my office down in Brookline?"

“Sure. Text me the address after we hang up.”

“You think you can figure out the Boston subway on your own? Or does it make too much sense compared to the MTA?”

Now it was his turn to ignore some of my words. “Sleep well, smartass. I’ll see ya tomorrow. Thanks for lettin’ me invite myself over.”

“Anytime, D. I hope you sleep well too. Maybe try lookin’ at a picture of Jess right now before you go to bed so you don't have to worry about forgetting her face.”

“Thanks, pal. G'night.”

“Night, Don.”

I flipped my phone closed long enough to end the call, then opened it again to fire off my office address via text message. As I typed out the numbers I reminded myself who this weekend was really supposed to benefit. The next two days are for Flack, my brain scolded my giddy heart. You stay out of this.

Hitting “Send” and then turning off my phone, I stretched and doused the fire with a glass of water. I walked every inch of the hardwood floors of my house, checking all of the windows and doors—paying special attention to the sturdy locks keeping me from the Taylor Radmans of the world. Arriving in my room, I undressed and climbed into bed. Pretty soon Jack settled into his normal spot on the pillow beside my head, the familiarity of which should have sent me into the land of dreams. But my body felt like the intersection of two hurricanes; one furiously whirling monster of fear from the attempt on my life met the other equally strong storm of my feelings for Flack, and I felt like a ravaged landscape torn up in the wake of the collision.

But eventually I managed to beat both into submission. The winds quieted, and I sensed a feeling of happy anticipation spreading through my body. I finally drifted off to sleep with thoughts of my friend in my heart and a smile on my face.

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Mac and Stella

MyManicandI — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:30:21 CST

Welcome To SMacked

Stella and Mac are long time partners and great friends.
Could this lead to something more?

They have a mutual respect for each other and respect each others opinions. They understand each other but Stella on occasion goes over Mac's head but he would understand by the end of it. Stella would confide things in Mac that she wouldn't say to anyone else.

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Mac and Stella have always had a connection, whether people want to admit it or not, whether they are a shipper of SMacked or not, but these two go down deeper than portrayed on the show, they have the greatest amount of respect for each other and are a rock to the other. Mac was there for Stella when Frankie attacked her and when she thought she had HIV. Stella was there for Mac when Claire died and Mac wasn't able to do anything about it. Mac still cared for Stella deeply even when he was in a relationship with Peyton and would never let anyone hurt her.

What the Actors of CSI: NY have to say about SMACKed:

"Gary Sinise and I had lunch together way before we even started filming together. It was really nice because immediately we had a connection and were totally happy with one another." - Melina Kanakaredes

"They fit together. I always joke about the yin and the yang, it's a great team because they approach things differently, but at the end, you need each other. So, romantic or not romantic, I think there is that big brother kind of family thing... When you put two leads together, it's usually at the end of the run of the show, you know what I mean?" - Melina Kanakaredes

Defining Moments

Season 1:

1x01 - Blink: Stella is worried about Mac - asks when the last time he slept was, to which Mac responds, "I rest my head when I tire." Stella is obviously worried for him.

1x03 - American Dreamers: When a skeleton is found in a double-decker bus, Stella jokingly asks Mac, "How long is this tour?" He looks at her disbelievingly and Stella replies, "That's funny."

1x07 - Rain: When Mac and Stella are looking at a victim, Stella comments on how there's a "gooey" residue on the body. Mac makes fun of Stella for using the word "gooey", saying that it's a good forensic word. Later, back at the lab, Mac comments on how there's a "gooey" residue on the paper, and Stella smirks and says "Great choice of words."

1x09 - Officer Blue: (Note: Some people state this episode as "the birth of SMacked") Stella loads the gun right in front of Mac faster than he can say anything. "Surplus issued AR15 semiautomatic gas operated shoulder rifle. Capable magazine, 5-40 rounds. In Stella talk its time to get the bullet out of the horse. End of conversation." At the end of the episode Stella and Mac have a little "chat" in the locker room. After, Stella holds out her hand and asks, "Friends?" and Mac and Stella shake hands. Mac says he wouldn't do the job without her, Stella says he would, he just wouldn't be as good at it.

1x12 - Recycling: Mac takes Stella out to the dog show, giving Stella a hotdog. They bet on which dog will win, and Stella ends up winning.

1x15 - 'Til Death Do We Part: Stella is distressed about the case she's working on with Flack. When Mac comes in telling her that Flack called him, Stella starts ranting on Mac. When he finally calmed her down and told her what Mac was going to say, Stella realized she was overreacting. After getting good news, Stella kisses Mac on the cheek, leaving him smiling.

1x16 - Hush: Stella pushes Mac away from a moving container in the shipping yard that was going to kill him. Mac then thanks Stella for saving his life as she replies, "That's what partners do, we take care of each other."

1x21 - On The Job: Mac tells Stella she is the strongest person he knows and if any child needed someone right now, that person would be Stella.

1x22 - The Closer: As Danny and Aiden leave to work on Gilbert, Stella sees Mac is troubled. She starts saying things in Greek, which Mac can't understand. Stella then translates it to "What the hell's bugging ya, Mac?" He replies that it sounded much better in Greek.

1x23 - What You See is What You See: Stella comes to Mac's office after their case with a tight black dress on. He looks her up and down and she asks if he likes it. Mac then shows a paper that Hawkes wants to work at the field. Stella asks what he thinks, and Mac says he'll wait until tomorrow because she has somewhere else to be. Stella says she's impressed and then offers to fix Mac's tie. Though instead of fixing the tie, Stella takes it off, making Mac blush embarrassedly. She tells him he needs to loosen up. She touches his cheek and says to have a good time.

Season 2:

2x01 - Summer in the City: Mac walks with Stella through the lab as he gives information about female mosquitos. He then tells Stella Hawkes is a walking encyclopedia full of information. Stella then asks if Mac started "torturing" him yet, which was really "testing".

2x02 - Grand Murder At Central Station: When Mac finds out Aiden tampered with the evidence, he calls Stella in his office and they have a serious conversation about Aiden and the DJ Pratt case.

2x04 - Corporate Warriors: Mac and Stella walk to a crime scene full of celebration of San Gennaro. Mac says the best part of these festivals are the cannolis, and Stella makes a deal that if Mac solves this case, then the cannolis are on her.

2x07 - Manhattan Manhunt: There is a crossover with CSI: Miami when Lt. Horatio Cane visits New York, so him, Stella, and Mac work together on the same case. In this episode, Horatio and Stella are working side-by-side and they seem to be flirty with one another. When Horatio takes his leave he asks Mac to give his best to Stella, catching Mac off guard.

When Mac and Stella are waiting in front of Tiffany's for Alexa, they give flirty glances with each other.

2x10 - Jamalot: Stella jokes around that Mac cannot know about the roller derby. Mac then said he had a date to the roller derby game and said it was fun. Stella asks whether the date or the game was fun, then smirks and shakes her head when.

2x19 - Super Men: In a crime scene with someone dressed in a Superman suit, Stella asks if Mac ever played superhero, tieing a towel around his neck and probably calling himself the "Mac Man".

2x21 -All Access: Mac is in distress when he hears a call on the police radio and its Stella's apartment. Mac tries to revive Stella after she was attacked by Frankie. He is in obvious distress after he looks around Stella's apartment. Mac comforts Stella at the end of the episode and while she is in the hospital.

2x24 Charge of This Post: While Mac waits outside Flack's room, the team comes in. Stella says they don't all have to stay, so they leave, except Stella, who is getting coffee for Mac. She hands him his coffee, just the way he likes it, and sits down. Mac then says, "I'm glad you stayed," with his head down, showing he needs her there. Stella then replies, "That's what partners do, we take care of each other."

Season 3:

3x05 - Oedipus Hex: Stella reads a note in Choppers sock that says "In my darkest moment, when all seems lost, you are at my side." Mac comes up behind Stella and replies, "Well, I appreciate you too, Stella." as she turns around and smiles at him.

3x16 - Heart Of Glass: Mac worriedly calls after Stella when she leaves the interrogation room briskly after she was cut.

3x17 - The Ride-In: The episode opens when Stella tells Mac about possibly getting HIV from Emery Gable. She confesses to Mac that she doesn't have the strength to wait for a cure if she's HIV positive. Mac reassures her in Greek that she will always have the strength and reassures her that he's there for her.

3x20 - What Schemes May Come: Stella goes to Mac, telling him about the inspiring story of the kids with a terminal illness, and how they lived knowing they were dying. She asks for permission to run a government granted blood test that would give her an immediate result on whether or not she was HIV positive or negative.

Mac agrees and she kisses his cheek in thanks. He smiles and pats her arm comfortingly. He watches her leave and after she does, he looks over at his window and seems worried for her.

3x23 - What Goes Around Comes Around: When Stella is defending for Mac, she says "There's no one in the department that I trust more than Mac Taylor, both personally and professionally." At the end of the episode, Mac and Stella have a best friend talk about Sinclair while they walk outside.

3x24 - Snow Day: When drug lords fake a gas leak to get back their drugs stored in the lab, Mac and Stella are 2 of the only 3 people there to stop them. When Mac figures out it's a diversion he finds Stella. He sees her going for the elevator and grabs her from behind, covering her mouth (She trusts him enough that she doesn't react beyond surprised gasp). When Mac comes out of the building after the explosion, Stella runs up and hugs him. He hugs her back, turning his head towards her.

Season 4:
4x01 - Can You Hear Me Now?: Mac returns from London to New York and greats Stella on top of the Statue of Liberty, where blood has been poured down its front. When they are at the bottom of the statue, Mac tells Stella about a mystery person that calls everytime at 3:33am.

4x04 - Time's Up: After a long day of crime solving, Mac receives a letter from Peyton stating that their relationship wouldn't work long distance. Heartbroken, Mac suddenly heads out of his office. Then Stella comes in his office to give a case file to Mac, but he's gone. Stella then finds Peyton's letter, reads it, and heads to the bar where (apparently) Mac is playing his base guitar. Their eyes meet, and they exchanged knowing looks assuring Mac that Stella is there for him.

4x05 - Down The Rabbit Hole: When Mac and Adam are trying to find a suspect using Second Life, Stella comes in and watches Mac trying to catch "Don's" attention. As Mac asks "I like waterfalls, don't you?", Stella laughs and says that he has no game, and offers to play as "Taylor" for him so the suspect doesn't bail.

4x10 - The Thing About Heroes: Mac is taken hostage by Drew Bedford who had been pursuing Stella to get to Mac. When Drew begins saying how smart, beautiful and etc. Stella is, Mac glares at him. When Drew aims the gun for the door and says that the person (presumably Stella) coming through the door will get shot, Mac freezes and becomes pale, still glaring at Drew.

4x16 - Right Next Door: The apartment next to Stella's catches on fire and she gets everyone out. Mac comes and brings her coffee and gives her a hug, rightfully worried about her. He invites Stella to his apartment, saying that he has an extra room in his place. Stella turns it down because she says she snores. When she learns that her next door neighbors children were kidnapped from their homes and trying to get help, she feels guilty, and Mac watches her hug the boy asking for her help.

4x18 - Admissions: Stella talks with Flack about the dead man and Mac comes in unannounced. When he and Stella both ask at the same time "Who discovered the body?", Stella turns around and smiles at him. Flack then says, "You two have been working together too long." at which they both smile.

4x21 - Hostage (part 1): Mac is taken hostage by a man in a bank and Stella is worried sick. She pleads several times for more time to get Mac out, and when they find out it's all been a trap they go after them.

Season 5

Veritas (part 2): Stella asks Mac to be checked out by the doctor as she's worried about him.

Page Turner:

Turbulence:

Sex, Lies and Silicone:

The Cost Of Living: After Stella gets attacked by someone, she sits on the back of the ambulance as Mac asks if she's okay, and in his face it looks like he's worried for her.

Enough: After everyone in the team gets their schedule back in, Stella then comes in Mac's office and explains how everyone would work to keep Adam back in the lab. Mac asks how she did this, and Stella replies that she has a friend who has a friend, and so on. They walk out of the office with Mac saying that Stella herself is a good friend and invites her to have some dinner.

Dead Inside:

My Name Is Mac Taylor:

The Box:

The Trinagle:

Forbidden Fruit:

Help: After closing a case, Sid invites Mac and Stella to the subway to watch performers. Once in a while, Mac and Stella exchange looks to each other.

Rush To Judgement:

She's Not There:

The Party's Over:

No Good Deed: At the beginning, Mac is with Stella having coffee telling her about the chain of events with him and Ella McBride. A eyeball falls into Stella's cup of coffee and Mac smiles at her when she tells him it's a eye in such a loving way. Later, when Mac and Stella were having a heart-to-heart conversation about Ella McBride, at the end he says to Stella about going by the book, "I guess I just needed to hear it from you." Stella then walks out with a smile on her face, clearly delighted by what Mac said.

Green Piece: When Danny walks in with Lindsay, they confront Mac and Stella. Stella is holding a bouquet of flowers as she is standing next to Mac. They are the only ones who witnessed Danny and Lindsay's wedding.

Point Of No Return:

Communication Breakdown:

Prey:

The Past, Present And Murder:

Yahrzeit:

Greater Good:

Grounds For Deception: After Mac finds out Stella was working on the Diakos case, he confronts Stella and angrily asks why she kept working on the case and how this would affect the lab. Stella "makes it easier for him" when she hands in her badge so she could work on the case herself. When her investigation leads her to Greece, Mac follows her there. As they're walking down the streets of Greece, Stella apologizes for working on the case when Mac didn't tell her, though he says it's not about the job, and informs her that Mac cares about her. When the case leads to a Greek vineyard, Professor Papakota gets shot after explaining to Stella about the cups. She mourns for him, and Mac heads to Stella and gives her a consoling hug. At the end of the episode, Stella reads Mac's coffee grounds, and the grounds say that Mac's soul is troubled and that he owes a woman something, which was Stella's badge. Stella then comments on how lucky she has to have Mac in her life, and Mac asks about what's in the coffee grounds, ending the episode.

Pay Up:

Season 6:

6x01 - Epilogue: At the end of the episode when Mac is packing up the crime files in his office, Stella comes in and they share smiling glances to each other. With no words, Stella then helps Mac pack up the files.

6x06- It Happened To Me: After Stella tries to get fingerprints off the pen, Mac walks in. After a brief talk about the fingerprints, Mac asks Stella about Hawkes. They are concerned about why he is acting so strangely. They both state how they expect the most out of each other.

Reasons Why We Want Mac and Stella to Get Together:
1. They have been friends for so long.
2. Their chemistry is amazing on screen.
3. They have one the strongest relationships in the show
4. Even when Mac was with Peyton, he cared deeply about Stella when she was going through the HIV scare
5. They do what friends and partners do, they take care of each other.
6. Because he let Stella take his tie off
7. Because Mac's the only one in the department that Stella trusts the most, personally and professionally.
8. Because the cannolis are on her.
9. Because he offered Stella a room in his apartment
10. Because when all seems lost between Mac and Stella, they are always there by each other's side.
11. Because she was the first to know about the 333 caller.
12. Because she was the first one to hug Mac after the explosion (Snow Day)
13. Because nobody likes Peyton with Mac
14. Because he needed to hear it from her
15. Because they made 'gooey' a nice forensic word.
16. Because Stella's the strongest person he knows.
17. Because they define the 'true' in 'true friendship'
18. Because he's Stella's "Mac-Man"
19. Because he was so worried, he left a crime scene to see if she was alright
20. Because he invited her to an Argentinian restaurant
21. Because Stella Bonasera's a good friend.
22. Because they were the only one who witnessed Danny and Lindsay's wedding.
23. Because Mac said Stella could stay at his place.
24. Because the names Mac and Stella just sound perfect together.
25. Because they can carry on a silent conversation by just exchanging glances.

In Memory of Detective Jessica Angell

MyManicandI — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 04:45:47 CST

"They say whenever a bell rings, an angel gets its wings."

In loving memory of an Angell who got her wings after hearing the death bell ring...
"Too damn brave..."

This brave woman gave her life for the sense of justice she dedicated herself

to defend

To protect and serve is the vow they take

and she has done more than these simple words can justify

Jessica Angell

Daughter

Sister

Beloved

She will be missed dearly

In honour of Jessica Angell

The Guardian Angell of New York

Rest

Peace

If you would like to pay your respects please add your name below:
1: LittleMissStella
2: Bailums810-In Loving Memory ♥
3. Yammi
Angell will be missed by many because she was one of those people who touched everyone's heart
4. MyManicandI
5. Boopakatie - she will be missed soo badly in my eyes =(
6.SMacked
7. Mariazuhdino68- ILL MISS YOU JESSINTHEBOX! D:
8. Miyukiseta - Angell will definately be missed by many, including the team (especially Flack D :) and fansQ__________Q
9. CSI:NYgurl - My best wishes to all her fans (includin me) 2 try and get over this but we all know we won't Angell you will be missed
10. angellwithoutwings - this is not gonna be easy for me because of my username but it is a way for us to remembrer her she will be missed greatly.

11.) LindseyandDannylove- I can't believe shes really gone.. I just can't its to hard and Stella said she was strong and that she would pull through! She didn't. Love you Jess

12. DantanaObsessed - You'll be missed!! I love you jess and so does Flack in case he never told you!!
13. xxkmsmilesxx - An Angell that shouldn't have been taken, That is what Jess was, what she is, what she will always be. New York and Flack's Guradian Angel. She found her way into Flack's heart and into ours and that is where she will stay. May you find eternal piece. God Bless Jessica Angell.
14.dannylindsay4lyftime - we will all miss you Angell....you are one of the best...i am sorry for you loss flack and Angell's dad(sorry i dont know the name)....you will be remembered for ever and ever angell..miss you a lot
15. DL4ever101/Smacked - You will be missed ='( ♥
16. Little.Missy- Angell you will be so dearly missed in all of our hearts including Flack's. I wish you would've never left this world. You will always be in our hearts and we will never forget you!
I cried after your death and I know that I wont be the only one who is going to miss you. <3
17. NotteStellata: Look up at the luminescent stars that pin up the night sky... There she will shine among them, the brightest of them all, our dear Angell... Say "Hi" to Aiden for us...
18. Dannylover2009-Angell was an amazing cop and will for sure be missed!! I will never forget you!! I cried after you died! You will definatly be missed! All my love to a damn good cop!!
19. X_Broken_Wings_X- you will be forever missed in our hearts, rest in peace, ♥
20:csidle5, you will be sorely missed.
21. CSINYfan6- Now we all have an angel watching over us. You will always be missed.
22. DlovesL
23. AdamloveDannylust - if ever there was someone who was perfect for Flack and made him whole, it was you...we'll miss you so much, it's a shame we didnt get to know you longer than a few seasons...love you babe <3
24. Ladka-j - I miss you.

25. GreekGoddess400- We'll miss you Jess. Say "Hello" to Aiden and all of the innocent people we see in the morgue. If there was anyone more perfect for Flack, it was you. We'll take care of him until he's ready to go. We'll not let this new girl take your memory from us. You will be one of the most respected out of all of you. WE LOVE YOU!

26.Jess we'll all miss you say hi to Aiden for all of us RIP Jess.
27 we'll miss you sinclair should have died you and Aiden watch over the team RIP JESS flangel4eva
28. RyderBPD--To a woman who was never afraid to be the smart, sexy, funny and dedicated soul she was: We miss you, Jess. In my fan fiction pieces I hope to capture just how much you meant to Flack and the rest of the team. Rest In Peace, my dear.

29. Collegestudent23- to a great cop who left this world too soon! Rest in peace Jess! We'll all miss you! Say hello to Aiden for us! And take care of Detective Flack because he's really sad about your death. Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid!

30. Remke79 she deserves a great funeral, just like Speelde in season 3, i cryed about that beatyful episode
31. 3Mazzy-Bee - She needs a funeral so yall better give her one.
32. DannyLindsay101- Watch the team forever! and keep flack out of trouble. Go Jess! now you really are an angel.
33. csinewyork20 - Gosh, wish you didn't die. Don't let Flack fall in love, cuz you two are soul mates. I'll always miss you!
34.mrs.ethier< Why did u die?Darn writers if u could just work your brain and bring her back some way.I will miss u and always luv u and Flack!!!!!! U r #1 Jess our Angell U'll b missed.

Long Live Jessica Angell

mrs.ethier — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 18:48:36 CST

She was a good cop. The best.

LONG LIVE JESSICA ANGELL!

If you believed in her please sign your name

also sign your name if you can't stop crying. I can't. help me.

Poor Don..... :(

LONG LIVE JESSICA ANGELL.

and after you sign your name and leave your comments please write-"Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flacks"

Thank you

1.) LindsayandDannylove-I loved Jess and Flack and I can't stop crying. "Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flacks"

2.) xxkmsmilesxx - I haven't seen the episode, and won't be seeing it on tv for some 20 weeks but am upset by her passing and know that watching CSI won't be the same knowing she dies in the name of duty at the end of the season. Why oh why do tv shows have to kill everyone off????. There are some, police squads, hospital groups, forensics groups and so on that don't die. I am going to cry now. "Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flacks"

3) DlovesL- Jess was amazing!! The relationship between her and Flack was adorable<3 I loved her character because it showed a woman's side of being a cop. She will be missed. "Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flacks"

4) CSIAddict06--- Jess was amazing, She had such spirit that complimented not only the team but also Flack as well. I aslo can't stop crying. I am still asking myself why the writers had to mess with a good thing? She will defiently be missed!!!! "Long Live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flack's

Csi ny- Jess was one of the best cops there was what I loved about Jess that she was a no nonscence woman and she didnt take crap from no one even from Flack and her co workers lol I wil miss jess rip jess

5) Yammi - Jess is irreplaceable in NYC noone can take her place. She was a great team member and fitted in well with the rest of them. Her and Flack's relationship was one of the best relationship's of any Csi Series. *Crying* It's not fair *Crying* Alway's Remembered <3 x " Long Live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flack's " <3 x

6) Bailums810-She was an amazing cop and will be missed by the team and us. "Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flacks."

7) JecaCSI- Jess was so amazing! I can't believe she's gone... :( *crying* I haven't seen the episode,and mabye it's better like that,because I'm sure I'd brake.. *sigh*... I'm gonna miss her so much! *crying*
"Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart,as well as Flack's."

8.) CSI:NYgurl - I was crying through the whole episode, I really can't believe shes gone . "Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart, as we as Flack's." *cry*

9) angellwithoutwings - I started crying as soon as the truck went through the wall, she was my fave and always will be and she still rocks even if she's gone!!! i'm still gonna write and make stuff about her "Long Live Jessica Angell. She s alive in my heart as well as Flack's"

10) Little.Missy- I wanted to burst out crying when Flack said that she was gone. I still cry everynight. I just can't get over the fact that she is dead!! She will be missed by al of us fans, but mostly by Flack. He loved her so much and she loved him!!! <3 She was a great cop and I agree with everything everone has said. *sigh* I will NEVER forget you Jessica Angell. " Long live Jessica Angell"

11) DantanaObsessed - I cried for hours!! I love you Jess and you'll be missed! Damn good cop!!

12) She was NYPD's finest she put her life on the line loads of times i watched the finale and couldn't stop crying it was arful
Icould feel for Flack R.I.P Jess Angell Long Live

13) RyderBPD--To the dark-haired beauty taken from all of us much too soon: we love you. We miss you. I want you back and I know Flack will never, ever be the same in the wake of your death. Long live Jessica Angell. She is alive in my heart as well as Flack's.

14) mrs.ethier-- 2 the smiley,brave ass kicking dark-haired beauty.Why did the writers take u away from us,why do they make us and most importantly make Flack so sad and miserable,and why did u leave us without an ANGELL.U will be missed.That new girl Sarah Carter will never replace u and I will never like her and she better not put her eyes on Flack cause he is our Angell's man."Long Live Jessica Angell"

DANTANA PROTEST

CSINEWYORK101 — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 12:25:47 CST

This page is just for fun... and updated :] ...

Please, if you chose to do so, sign your name at the bottom of this page (under the description. thankyou :])

ATTENTION:
BY SIGNING THIS PAGE,
YOU HEREBY STATE THAT IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG WITH DANTANA (DANNY MESSER AND/OR LINDSAY MESSER) AND/OR THEIR DAUGHTER (LUCY MESSER),
YOU WILL (HELP) KICK SOME CSI:NY (CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION: NEW YORK [CITY]) WRITER'S ASS,
AND ANYBODY WHO HAS TO DO WITH THE IDEAS OF DANTANA AND/OR THEIR CHILD WILL GO DOWN WITH THEM.
YOU ALSO HEREBY STATE THAT IF GOD FORBID ANYTHING GOES WRONG,
YOU ARE PART OF AN ANGRY MOBB.

(ALL OF THESE ARE OLD. BEAR WITH THEM, THEY ARE STILL ISSUES ;])
If you think that Danny should be there for the birth of his daughter, sign your name here.
If you will be pissed off if Danny isnt there for the birth of his daugher, sign your name here.
If you will be willing to join an angry mobb and murder someone if Danny isnt there for the birth of his daughter, sign your name here.
If you think that Lindsay has to come back as of this very second and be in New York City for the birth of her daughter, sign your name here.
If you really miss Lindsay and are going through Lindsay withdrawls, sign your name here.
If you miss the Dantana Drama, sign your name here.
If you are angry that Lindsay texted Danny to tell him the sex of his unborn child, sign your name here.
If you are on the verge of murdering someone because Lindsay isnt back, and Danny may miss the birth of his daughter, sign your name here.
If you will be pissed off if Danny cheats on Lindsay with Rikki again, sign your name here.
If you will be pissed off if Rikki comes back, sign your name here.
If you have chosen the Baseball Bat as your weapon of choice, sign your name here.
(HERE ARE THE NEWER ONES)
If you are missing the Dantana Drama, sign your name here.
If you are going to be pissed that Danny may or may not have been shot, sign your name here
If you will be pissed if Danny is paralized, sign your name here
If you will be pissed if Lucy has to grow up seeing her Daddy in a wheelchair, sign your name here
If you will be pissed if Danny can no longer pick up Lindsay and carry her, sign your name here
If you will be pissed if Danny can no longer work the Field, sign your name here
~ This list can go on forever, so if for any reason you are having issues with the whole Dantana thing, sign your name here ~

1. DantanaFan15 ♥
2. dannylindsayforever :D
3. DlovesL :D ♥
4. dannlindsay
5. Montana24
6. Boopakatie ♥
7. xxkmsmilesxx
8. CSI-M&M ♥.
7. ldsgirl199 (green for luck)
9. Miyukiseta (To the stupid writers: Do NOT hurt the happy couple or their unborn child)
10. Yammi - The Messers (:
11. MyManicandI
12. DL4ever101/Smacked ♥ =D(I swear anything happens to any of them bad things will happen!!!!)
13. DantanaObsessed ( really hating CBS right now)
14. WonderApple - I just can't wait to see that cute, little unborn baby...

15. LindseyandDannylove-omg i saw a pic of their baby girl and she is so cute!!

16. X_Broken_Wings_X -♥
17. danielle-xox
18. D&L4eva-God save the Messer's x
19. Bailums810
20. Mariazuhdino68
21: AnythingButOrdinary

22.ILoveDL!
23. Catherine-Willows
24. CSI_Freak_52
25. rapidtetv
26. CSINYfan6
27. SuiSidle
28; :D Erinn :) (aka danny's secret girlfriend. :D b/c i totally love carmine sosososo much !) (and who is this rikki lady !?!?!?!? >:O )

29. MadAsRabbitsx
30. JecaCSI
31. CSI:NYgurl
32. Darkest_angel
33.AddictedToCsiNy
34.June-Bug
35.csi_miamifan15

36. GreekGoddess400

37. kicarly
38.csinylove23-i loveeee danny and lindsay!!!!
39. mary.visa
40.angellwithoutwings <3
41.Lminroe23
42. Love those two!- Sparkyy313
43. Ladka-j =There are super
44. NewYorkLove010- gotta keep them together!! :)
45. Messer (DL forever he he he)
46. CSINEWYORK101

Smacked Protest

CSINEWYORK101 — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 12:21:04 CST

Do you want Smacked to get together?
Maybe it could happen?

1. MyManicandI- Don't make us wait any longer! They have the perfect chemistry!
2. Miyukiseta (Come on! We've waited for 5 years...pretty, pretty, please with a cherry on top? *Makes puppy face*)
3. 3Mazzy-Bee [ Roll on Greece I say ;) ]
4. DantanaObsessed ( PLEASE LUV THEM AND DANTANA )
5. WonderApple - Hehe...Daydreams of the wonderous day when it happens....
6. xxkmsmilesxx - Anything happen's to Mac or Stella,I shall rebel and complain and shuck a tantram. Who's with me??? On the flipped side, if they get together, I shall squeal with delight and do a happy dance. =D
7. Montana24- I agree with DantanaObsessed
8. DL4ever101/Smacked - (LOVE them as much as D/L PLEASE don't kill them off)
9. LittleMissStella - SMacked makes my world go 'round, and if anything happens to either of them I'll do such very illegal things to them!!!!
10. Key_ra - the producers and writers are crazy. we have been wait for a long- long time to see them get together. it will be my bestest day if they put smacked together to the end!
11. LittleMissKirsty- C'mon!! They are soul mates. You are already killing someone off in the finale don't deny us SMacked too! Also, don't even consider killing one of them. Put that thought out your head!
12. X_Broken_Wings_X- come on they are sooo ment to be! 5 years is long enough, get them together now! =D
13.Faraonas - c'mon we've had waiting way to long! Get them together! Don't even think about killing one or both of SMACked! =D
14. Yammi- Smacked Life & Soul of Csi New York (:
15. Mathmel- Smacked 4 eva!!!
16. NotteStellata: Ruining Mac and Stella's chances would be akin to breaking up Mulder and Scully (interestingly enough, another M/S ship).
17. Jaderss - they are so meant to be together!!
18 SMacked-I agree with all of you ^^
19: AnythingButOrdinary - LOVES SMACKED
20. Boopakatie - oh come on wirterss! if you do not put them together soon, or worsee, kill either of them off, you will not see the light of day again 0_0 trust me, i'm capable...
or if you do, THANKYOUU! one of the best CSI:NY things to ever happed =D
21. csidle5- c'mon people, they are totally meant to be together!!! You will perish by paperclip if you kill of SMacked!!
22. CSINYfan6- Everyone knows their ment to be...so come on already we have waited 5 seasons!
23. MadAsRabbitsx
24. SuiSidle -OMG the tension they belong together u know it, i know so why don't they-
25.JecaCSI-The two of them are supposed to be together! :)))
And if the producers kill one of them,we (the fans) will kill the producers!
It doesn't matter that we live in different parts of the world! xD
26. DantanaFan15 - Theyd be cute together! Why not give it another shot, even if only for one episode? ♥
27. Darkest_angel - GIVE IT UP ALREADY!!! soul mates for life
28. Catherine-Willows ☺
29. Ladka-j - Smacked forever!
30. Dannylover2009-Smacked...my make us wait any longer (Smacked and Dantana forever!!!) ♥
31. Bailums810-They know they love eachother!
32.elvisgirl21-Smaked forever
33. Remke79: i am waiting for the Big Kiss, they belong to together, or a secret love intrest.
34.LittleMissTaylor: I really think they should get together becuase they are like soul mates and they complete each other!
35.flackfreak14-smacked forever...there better be a **** show all about them when the 6th season begins! i have a thread called(soooo petition's? relationship's......etc.) go watch it!~
36. angellwithoutwings - The writers need to step up and get them together!!!! I <3 SMACKED
37. macstella4ever
38. csi_miamifan15
39.CSI-FAN-4EVA...Please we all love SMACked soo c'mon!
40.MacStella- Love Smacked
41.Fghtom90
42.Gayboy78- There better be a show where mac and stella get JIGGY! i mean *** on we all wanna see some action between them.
43.YasminJy- Come on writers get smacked togethor!!!!!!!
44.elvisgal5
45.MAC+STELLA=LOVE 4 EVA
46.PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SHOW US SMACKED
47.dantanna90
48.Dannysgirl8- we love smacked
49.joeh12- smacked forever
50.Stella.is.ace...x- Come on people, we want smacked so show us some. Stop making us wait, its not fair =[ I <3 Smacked 4 evaa....

51. GreekGoddess400-They've been dancing around each other TO LONG!!! We need to have even the slightest hints they're dating. A kiss on the lips, a date, his hand on the small of her back, ANYTHING!!!

52. SuperGrad2010- i would love if Mac and Stella go together it would be awesome. MAC and STELLA FOREVER
53. moonlightsin- MAC AND STELLA FOREVER! everyone (even the non-Smacked fans) know that there's chemistry between Mac and Stella :D
54.AdamRossRocks

55.CGValentino - C'MON BRING THEM TOGETHER! ITS OBVIOUS THEY LOVE EACH OTHER FROM THE START! THEY GO TOGETHER LIKE CHAMPAGNE AND CAVIAR!

56.Lminroe23-Smacked Foreva! :D
57. Sparkyy313- Mac and Stella belong together! Bring it!
58. SMack4ever
59. girlsforever93 - SMacked 4ever!!! I love Stella and Mac and CBS... we've waited long enough!!! get them TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!
60.KIERSTENDICKSON- EVERYBODY SHEER WITH ME!!! SMacked,Smacked,SMacked,SMacked!!!!!<3
61. smackedlover7791 - Stella and Mac need to be together. Its the perfect relationship!!!!
62. D&L4eva - Smacked defoo!! need to be together!
63. CSINEWYORK101- PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE WE'RE BAGGING YOU MAC AND STELLA BELONG TOGETHER!!!!!!

Danny and Lindsay

DlovesL — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 11:43:29 CST

Mr. and Mrs. Messer (a.k.a. Dantana)

Season 2

2x03 (Zoo York): Lindsay Monroe joined the New York Crime Lab after moving from Montana. Her first case is at the zoo, where she meets Mac Taylor and Danny Messer. Danny decides to give her some advice and tells her not to be afraid of Mac, and to always make sure she calls him Sir, so she does. Mac soon tells her that he hates being called Sir. Lindsay soon realizes that Danny has played a trick on her. Later on in the lab, Danny asks her if she needs any help looking for stuff, and she tells him that he helped her enough this morning. Then they awkwardly bump into each other. Danny soon comes up with a nickname for her, Montana.

2x06 (Young Blood): Danny and Lindsay are in the lab looking over some evidence, it's a set of chopsticks that have paper and an elastic band attached to them. Lindsay asks Danny if he would like the paper or the rubber band. He takes the paper because there, "Might be something on it." After looking over the evidence, Lindsay finishes first, leaving a very gob-smacked Danny.

2x07 (Manhattan Manhunt): After a very violent crime is committed and the team arrives Lindsay is quickly sent back to the lab by Mac. She is very unhappy, and soon her mood is made even worse when Danny comes into the lab she is working in. He calls her Montana, and she becomes very angry at him, telling him that she doesn't want to be the brunt of his jokes. He apologizes and tells her that Mac only sent her back to the lab because he was concerned about her. He didn't want her to see that much blood. Lindsay tells Danny that she has seen blood a lot worse than that. This is the first sign that is given to the audience that Lindsay has a dark secret.

2x08 (Bad Beat): Danny, Hawkes and Adam are watching a video of a man and woman having sex. It was a Walrus Documentary that had been taped over. Lindsay, who is passing by the lab, is intrigued by the sounds coming from the TV, so she comes to investigate what the three men are looking at. She asks Danny if it is footage from his 30th birthday party. He tells her that it was a Walrus documentary and she soon begins to watch with them. Since the tape is so garbled, it's hard to look at. Lindsay wonders out loud who the other "walrus" is.

2x09 (City Of The Dolls): The owner of a doll hospital is killed in his store and is stumbled upon by a young boy. Danny and Lindsay work together for this one, and it is clear that the two of them are starting to have feelings for each other. They are discussing the case, and Lindsay says the doll that the victim was clutching onto could have just been used to defend himself but Danny disagrees. He goes on to explain that the grip on the doll was too tight. Taking Lindsay's hand to explain his theory, he finishes but continues to hold her hand. Once realizing what he is doing, Lindsay quickly pulls her hand out of Danny's. Danny nervously asks her if she would like to get lunch with him, but she tells him that she has to get back to the lab. He says he must get back also, trying to cover up his disappointment at being rejected. Later on, when they visit a suspect's home, Lindsay starts to take her shoes off. Danny looks at her and says, "What are you doing? You don't gotta do that." Lindsay replies with, "I was taught that if you show someone a little respect, you might get more than what you came for." Danny then says, "You play good cop, I'll play bad cop, and I'll keep my shoes on." Lindsay says, "Guess you never grew up with hardwood floors." Danny replies with, "No, I didn't actually. I grew up with Bronx Marble." Lindsay says, "What's that?" Danny answers, "It's Linoleum."

2x11 (Trapped): Danny gets trapped in a panic room with a dead body, and no one can get him out for several hours. Lindsay is worried about him and asks Mac if he is doing okay.

2x13 (Risk): Danny finds a body on the tracks of the subway on his way home. He meets up with Mac who is dressed formally, telling Danny that he was at a fundraiser for the mayor. Soon Lindsay arrives at the crime scene wearing a lovely blue dress. Danny is clearly attracted to her and says "Well, hello Miss Monroe. You clean up nice," and wonders if she has too has been to the party, but she informs him that she has just come from the opera. Danny replies with, "I am hanging out with all the wrong people, you know that?" Later on, once going to question the victim's roommate, a girl there smiles at Danny seductively. Danny just looks at her, and soon receives a warning, in the form of a throat-clearing, from Lindsay. Perhaps she's a little jealous? Then the victim's roommate runs from them, and Lindsay and Danny run after him. After Danny nabs the fleeing suspect, he compliments Lindsay, saying "Nice collar, Monroe" because she managed to pull the shirt off the fleeing suspect. They seem to be friendlier with each other now.

2x14 (Stuck On You): Danny and Lindsay work a case where a man is found dead on the street, his face covered in glue. In this episode, they get along great, and Lindsay even makes him laugh. When Mac tells Danny to stick to the evidence, he replies, "Like glue", which causes Mac to chuckle. Lindsay tells Danny that Mac doesn't find it funny and that he's humoring Danny. Danny tells Lindsay that she doesn't know Mac like he does. At the end of the episode, Lindsay is sitting in a bar alone, obviously waiting on someone though. Soon Danny walks in and sits down with her. He automatically thinks that they are on a date until Lindsay points to the stage, where Mac is playing guitar. She tells Danny that he probably doesn't know Mac as well as he thought, and all Danny does is smile and agree.

2x15 (Fare Game): Just a cute moment at the end of this episode. The team is gathered in the break room, around a table filled with entrees made from bugs. Apparently there was a bet going to see if Lindsay would eat any of it. Lindsay then takes a bite of fried tarantula. When the group is surprised, she says, "What? It's just protein." Danny then hands Mac some money, looks at Lindsay, and says "What was I thinking? Shouldn’t bet against a country girl." After everyone else leaves for pizza in Mac's office, Danny and Lindsay stay behind. Danny then suggests trying the grasshopper chutney, and passes it to her, and then suggests the wasp tamale and the mealworm spaghetti.

2x16 (Cool Hunter): Although the two are working separate cases, Lindsay asks Danny to help her with her case by getting him to carry her across a roof to do a re-enactment. She promises him drinks for helping her, but he tries to get her into having dinner with him too.

2x17 (Necrophilia Americana): While in the morgue, Lindsay is watching bugs eat the flesh from the victim. Danny comes up behind her and tells her not to eat them, referring to the dinner they had together in "Fare Game".

2x18 (Live Or Let Die): During this episode, Lindsay makes Danny a little bit uncomfortable, but yet excited when she brings up a conversation about phone sex. Danny quickly asks what she's getting at and she just rolls her eyes and explains that the victim was having phone sex with over twenty men.

2x19 (Super Men): During this episode, Lindsay surprises Danny with her knowledge on football. He soon tells her that it is dangerous, and that he might ask her to marry him. She just smiles and gets back to work.

2x20 (Run Silent Run Deep): Danny's DNA is found at a crime scene that Lindsay is working on. Instead of going to Mac first, she tells Danny, obviously concerned about him. Once Danny is told to hand in his badge and gun, he shares a glance with Lindsay, who looks really guilty and upset.

2x21 (All Access): In this episode their fellow co-worker Stella is attacked by her boyfriend, who she ends up killing. Lindsay is very upset that her friend has been hurt. She soon gets distracted from the case, and storms out of an interrogation. Danny follows her and calms her down and they resume working on the case.

2x22 (Stealing Home): Danny and Lindsay work a case together where a young girl from Montana is found dead, dressed as a mermaid. While looking at Sid's findings in the autopsy, Lindsay asks if Danny calls her "Montana" because she's a 49ers fan. Sid tells her that he calls her that because he has a crush on her. She just smiles and blushes. Lindsay gets emotionally involved with the case, and once the murderer is caught and sent to jail, she still feels restless. Mac tells her that Danny told him she did good in the case. Lindsay then goes to speak to the girl's murderer and asks him why he killed her. He doesn't say anything.

2x23 (Heroes): Aiden Burn, Danny's former partner, is found dead. The whole team is working her case, and Lindsay mentions to Stella that Danny talks about her a lot and that they were close.

2x24 (Charge Of This Post): At a crime scene, Flack and Mac are caught in a bomb blast. Mac and Flack are in the building that blew up, and Lindsay is outside. When the rest of the team arrives Lindsay is on her phone, trying to get a hold of Mac. Once she sees the team she hangs up in a panic and goes up to them. She has a deep cut on her head, and Danny becomes concerned about her. Later they work on a piece of evidence together, sitting rather close to each other. At the end of the episode, Danny asks Lindsay if she still wants a ride home. She smiles and says yes. They leave together smiling. (There is an unaired scene between these 2, which includes an unaired kiss, possibly their first....Look for it on www.cbs.com or Youtube).

Season 3

3x02 (Not What It Looks Like): In this episode, Danny's true feelings for Lindsay are shown. When 3 girls rob a jewelry store dressed like Holly Golightly, from " Breakfast at Tiffany's", their lives are put in serious danger because they have stolen blood diamonds. After one of the girls is shot dead, and another is taken hostage, it is up to the third to save her. When she arrives at the apartment block, she is greeted by the team and soon arrested. Screaming that if she doesn't get the diamonds back to their owner, her friend will die, but it's too dangerous. Lindsay takes it upon herself to go in as the young girl undercover, to which Danny is none to pleased about. As she is getting ready to go in, Danny corners her and pleads with her not to do it, but Lindsay refuses to listen to him. With one last look, she enters the building. Danny, Flack and Stella sit in a van outside, listening to everything that is going on inside with Lindsay. When Lindsay's cover is blown, and she has a gun pointed in her face, Danny is first out of the van to run to her rescue. Knowing that she is in danger, Lindsay drops a flash bomb, and the whole room is filled with smoke. She jumps and saves the girl taken hostage as Danny, Flack and Stella burst through the doors with a bunch of cops. Forgetting about everything else around about him, Danny searches through the smoke and dust for Lindsay. He keeps crying her name, and when he hears her say his name, he puts his gun away and helps her off the ground. He strokes her hair and then pulls her in for a hug. She clutches his shoulder and buries her face into his chest.

3x03 (Love Run Cold): Everything between Danny and Lindsay has changed in this episode. At the beginning they are acting normal, and processing a scene, but once Mac leaves them everything is silent. After a while, Danny casually brings up a problem between the two. He mentions to Lindsay that it had been a long time since he was stood up on a date, and she replies that she is sorry for doing that but something came up. We get flashbacks of Danny sitting at a dinner table waiting on Lindsay, who didn't show up. Throughout the whole episode Lindsay seems really distant from Danny. He asks her out for lunch, but she quickly changes the subject and walks away. Danny calls to her, begging for her to go out with him, but she doesn't look back. After they have wrapped up their case, Lindsay is walking through the halls alone, until Danny quickly catches up with her, wanting a word. He tells her that they have a chemistry, and that they're into each other. When Lindsay doesn't reply, Danny gets worried that she doesn't feel the same way. She tells him that she can't be in a relationship with him at the moment, but she likes him a lot. Danny begins to fumble over his words, saying that he just wants to have some drinks, dinner, and some laughs with her. But she still turns him down. Lindsay tells him that something is affecting her that she thought she had put behind her, and that she needs to be by herself at the moment. While she's walking away, Danny shouts to her, "If there's anything you need just let me know. Okay?" Lindsay doesn't turn around, but walks out of sight, leaving a heartbroken Danny.

3x05 (Oedipus Hex): Danny and Lindsay work together on this case which involves the Suicide Girls. Unlike any other case they have worked on together, this one is all business, and hasn't any little flirtatious moments thrown in. When Danny asks Lindsay if she could go and talk to the dead girl's mother, she freaks out and asks why she has to do it. Danny, oblivious to what's wrong with her, talks to the mother instead. Once he leaves, Lindsay feels bad for shouting at him, and is also upset about her past, which we still don't know about. At the end, Danny is heading over to speak to the mother again, and to give her a video tape her daughter made, but Lindsay comes up behind him, takes the tape, and says it's her turn.

3x10 (Sweet 16): Lindsay and Danny are working separate cases, but on her case, Lindsay is bitten by a snake. Danny later asks Mac how she's doing.

3x11 (Raising Shane): When Sheldon Hawkes is arrested for a murder he didn't commit, the team must watch from "the other side of the tape". Danny and Lindsay have a little talk, but not about their complicated relationship. Things don't seem as awkward between them anymore. Once realizing that Hawkes was set up by a man named Shane, who we met earlier on in the season, Danny is asked to go in and meet him alone.

3x12 (Silent Night): Nothing about Dantana, but Lindsay's past is now revealed. This affects her work because at the beginning of the episode, she leaves the scene of the crime. Later on, she breaks down in the morgue, mumbling, "Why was I the only one?" because the victim appeared to have been shot with a shotgun, it brings back horrible memories of a crime that she survived when she was 14 years old. She was the only survivor of a multiple murder, one in which 3 of her friends were killed.

3x14 (The Lying Game): Lindsay informs Mac that she is leaving New York to go back to Montana to testify about the murder of her friends. While she is doing this, Danny is waiting by the elevator, looking on, and wondering what is going on with Lindsay. She says goodbye to everyone, but is unable to say goodbye to Danny because of her feelings towards him. Instead, she leaves him a card saying:

"Danny, I'm not good at long goodbye's, or short ones for that matter.

But Montana calls and the cows are heading home.

MOO!

See you soon.

Montana"

On the other side of the card it says "You're in my thoughts." This leaves Danny with a huge smile on his face. Later, when Lindsay is just leaving for the airport, she sees him while she is sitting in the taxi. She asks the driver to stop, and she watches Danny head into the lab. Once he is out of sight, she sighs, sits back in her seat and drives away.

3x18 (Sleight Out Of Hand): Since Lindsay has been gone, Danny has been working very hard and becoming very tired. He can't concentrate, and while in the lab he sees Lindsay. She's walking down the hall, and she smiles at him. Danny gets all excited and smiles back, but he soon realizes it wasn't Lindsay, but a lab tech. He soon stops smiling and sits back in his seat, mumbling that he's losing his mind. After being sent home by Mac, Danny enters his apartment and looks around. He says, "Go with your instincts" and immediately leaves. Later on, we see Lindsay sitting on the stand, continuing her testimony again, after breaking down the first time. Soon, someone walks through the court room doors. It's Danny! She smiles at him, and they share a quick moment. Him being there helps her to continue. Once her friend's killer is found guilty, Danny and Lindsay, who were holding hands, and Lindsay's head was on his shoulder, share a hug. They continue to hold hands, and as Danny is leading her out of the court room, Lindsay pulls him back. She smiles up at him, and he smiles back. Lindsay and Danny are about to share in their first kiss when a group of reporters come in and start snapping photos. The two just smile, and walk away hand-in-hand.

3x19 (A Daze Of Wine And Roaches): Danny and Lindsay are back to their usual flirting, and friendly bantering. They work a case together where there are stolen glances and little touches going on. There's also a lot of smiling.

3x21 (Past Imperfect): Some cheeky comments from Danny, which leave Lindsay smiling.

3x24 (Snow Day): Danny and Lindsay have finally moved forward. After two years of flirting, and months of being nothing but co-workers, Danny and Lindsay have a date (one in which the audience gets to see). Lindsay comes to Danny's apartment, where they play some pool, and have some drinks. Lindsay is beating Danny in pool, and he is convinced that she will not make the winning shot. She believes she will, and bets him that she'll sink it. Winning the game, Lindsay turns to Danny and says that he owes her. Danny tells Lindsay that she'll have to wait till payday, but she won't hear of it. Lindsay tells Danny seductively that he either give her the money now, or come up with something better. She pulls him into a passionate kiss, and removes his shirt. Danny removes Lindsay's shirt and the two end up making love on Danny's pool table. In the morning, when the two wake up in each others arms, Lindsay tells Danny that she had a dream that she woke up and he was gone and that he left a note. Danny jokes that he couldn't go anywhere because they are in his apartment. They chuckle, and Danny says he is glad that this has happened between them and then kisses her on the forehead. Lindsay says she's happy too, kisses him on the chest and goes back to sleep. A few hours later, Lindsay wakes up and Danny is nowhere to be seen. She is late for her shift, which Danny was supposed to wake her for, and starts running around, gathering her clothes and getting dressed. Once she enters the kitchen, she sees a note that Danny has left for her:

"Montana. Don't freak out, although I'm sure

you already have. We're trading shifts.

I got you covered. Enjoy your Snow Day.

Lindsay smiles, and smells a flower that Danny left her. Little does she know that Danny has been taken hostage. In the end, Danny is saved, but badly beaten. Lindsay helps him from the truck he was in and leads him to EMS, saying she is sorry. Danny is confused by her apology, but she tells him he shouldn't have been there because he took her shift. Danny just looks at her, and the two walk away together.

Season 4

4x01 (Can You Hear Me Now?): Danny and Lindsay are working on a big case on the Statue of Liberty. Later on, in the lab, we see Lindsay put condom spray in Danny's pocket."Haha" he says.

4x02 (The Deep): Danny and Hawkes are under the ocean collecting evidence and Hawkes gets stuck and loses his oxygen. Lindsay is watching and she looks scared. Danny then saves Hawkes' life and later, at the lab, Lindsay tells Danny that Hawkes was lucky to have him there. Danny looks at Lindsay and she smiles. Danny tells Lindsay to stop goofing off because they have work to do.

4x03 (You Only Die Once): There is a funny exchange between Danny and Lindsay when they compare the Batmobile vs. Mach 5 Speed Racer (as seen below):

Danny: Speed Racer’s Mach 5 does not come close to the Batmobile, end of story.
Lindsay: Are you kidding me? The Mach 5 had submersible capabilites and a robotic homing pigeon.
Danny: Yeah, so did the Batmobile. Along with rocket boosters and armor plating.
Lindsay: Mach 5, rotary saw.
Danny: A’ right, Montana. Did Speed Racer’s, uh, Mach 5 have a field forensics kit?
Lindsay: The Batmobile did not have a field forensics kit.
Danny: In the Batmobile’s trunk it did.
Lindsay: That explains so much.

4x06 (Boo): This episode, which aired on Halloween, was based on the "Amityville Horror". Danny and Lindsay are working on this case at a haunted house. We see Lindsay call Danny when she feels scared, and of course he comes. When Lindsay says that someone else was in the house,and the sheriff does not believe her, she becomes mad and Danny tries to calm her down. He says, "Lindsay, HON." I think this is the first time Danny has used an endearment term with Lindsay other than "Montana".

4x07 (Commuted Sentences): Lindsay and Danny seem to be close to each other as they work this case. They are trying to recreate the crime scene with Lindsay acting as the victim and Danny acting as the suspect. Lindsay pokes Danny on his waist, to which he replies, "That's too low, wiseass" and corrects the level her hand is at.

4x10 (The Thing About Heroes): While working on the 333 caller, Lindsay points out to Danny that no woman wakes up in the middle of the night at 3:33 to make a phone call. Then Danny asks her if she is sure about this.

4x11 (Child's Play): In this episode everything between Danny and Lindsay starts to go downhill because Danny blames himself when a kid, Ruben Sandoval, in Danny's apartment is killed. When Lindsay tries to comfort Danny, he pushes her away. Lindsay tells Mac that she is not good at this, so Mac tells Lindsay to tell Danny that she is not good at this.

4x13 (All in the Family): Lindsay is worried about Danny because he is supposed to be at work, but he is not there, so Lindsay asks Flack for help to find Danny. While Lindsay was working, Mac comes in and asks were Danny is because his shift started 2 hours ago. Lindsay covers for Danny and says that he got hit with the flu and he took medicine and it knocked him out. Mac said it was kind of sudden but Lindsay says he got it a few days ago. Mac tells Lindsay that he hopes Danny gets better and that Lindsay should make sure she doesn't catch what Danny's got. Flack finds Danny, who is looking for Rikki Sandoval, Ruben's mom. She had stolen Danny's gun in order to kill the guy who is responsible for her son's death. Flack and Danny find Rikki and manage to convince her not to shoot Ollie Barnes (the guy who killed Ruben). Flack is going to bring Rikki in because she stole Danny's gun, but Danny refuses, saying he wants to take Rikki home, so Flack tells Danny that he should be at his desk in 1 hour, with Rikki. Danny comes through and brings Rikki in, and Flack promises that she won't spend a night in jail. Danny says that Flack should mind his own business but Flack says it's his business because he is Danny's friend and he should stop blaming himself for Ruben's death. To this, Danny replies, "How? How can I do that?".

4x14 (Playing with Matches): Both Lindsay and Danny work together and they seem friendly, but more professional and when Lindsay says "steel balls," Danny gives her a look and she raises her eye (cute).

4x15 (DOA For A Day): In this episode we find out that Danny has forgotten Lindsay's birthday and he has an excuse, "Guys don't remember that sort of thing. They remember sports dates and steak sides" Lindsay says, "Steak sides? You are so busted." After that they continue to work on the case but Lindsay seems disappointed.

4x16 (Right Next Door): There was a fire at Stella's apartment and Lindsay was working with Mac at the scene. After a while she calls Danny, who is at his apartment, getting stuff from the fridge, getting ready to make an omelet. Lindsay asks Danny if he would like to have lunch before his shift because it's her turn to buy, but he says he needs to run to the bank, go to the drycleaner, and take his bike to the shop. Lindsay asks if everything is okay, and Danny says nothing is wrong and he will see her at work and then he hangs up the phone. Then Rikki Sandoval comes out of Danny's bedroom, wearing his shirt, and tells him that, "Maybe she will take a rain check on Messer's famous omelet," but Danny tells her she can't pass on the omelet. She insists that she has to go and that last night was just sex. Danny walks up to her and starts to kiss her. She feels she is taking advantage of him because of Ruben's death, but Danny says he doesn't care. She insists that she has to go, but Danny says before she goes, he needs his shirt back, since she is wearing it. Then he starts to open the buttons on the shirt and they start kissing and that leads into another round of sex. At the lab, we see Mac, Hawkes and Lindsay talking about the case, and then Lindsay sees Danny coming, so Mac suggests that Lindsay should catch Danny up with the case. When Mac leaves, Lindsay hands Danny the case file and says, "Why don't you start by reading this," in an angry tone, and walks away. Danny and Hawkes then look at Lindsay as she walks away. Some time later, we see them both talking on the phone, working on the case. (The conversation between the two is right below). Lindsay tells Danny that is not mad at him, but she is mad at herself because she has fallen in love with him, and now she must figure out how to let that go. Danny remains speechless as she walks out of the room. (It's clear by the look on his face that he feels guilty). Later, Lindsay is working on a piece of evidence on the computer where she has a lead and she is explaining it to Stella and Danny. While explaining what she had found out with the evidence, she does not look at Danny at all. She only looks at Stella. Danny tries to talk to her, but she won't listen to him. When Stella leaves them alone to wait for the evidence results, Danny looks at Lindsay and says "Lindsay, I'm sorry, We should talk." At this point, Lindsay finally looks at him, but then the evidence results come in, so Lindsay sends Danny to get Stella.

Lindsay and Danny are talking on the phone, working on a case, and Danny keeps looking at Lindsay. Then they both hang up the phone.
Danny: I'm a gonna get some coffee? You want some coffee?
Lindsay: No.....thanks
Danny: (looks at her then smiles) How long are you gonna stay mad at me, Linds?
Lindsay: Oh, is this what this is? Me mad at you?
Danny: Is this is still about missing your birthday? (Lindsay looks at him) Look, I didn't wanna go to lunch yesterday . Why do you gotta make such a big deal about this?
Lindsay: Do me a favor, Danny. Don't reduce me to some shallow clingy girlfriend that's trying to suffocate you, okay? That's not what this is about. Ever since Ruben Sandoval died, I feel like I have lost my best friend. Don't mistake this for jealousy, okay? I know how it feels to lose someone you care about, to see them one day and to not see them the next, and you know you are never gonna see them again. I will never expect you not to grieve, but clearly you have just decided to do it on your own (Danny is not looking at Lindsay). Okay I get it, (stands up). My mistake for thinking you might need someone to lean on, and for the record I'm not mad at you. (Danny looks at Lindsay). I'm mad at myself BECAUSE I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH YOU AND NOW I HAVE TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO LET THAT GO. (Lindsay walks out of the room and leaves Danny speechless, and from the look on his face, he feels guilty).

4x17 (Like Water For Murder): There was awkward moment between Danny and Lindsay. Danny says they should rent a movie which they were both quoting, but all Lindsay says is, "This is hard" and she walks away, leaving a piece of evidence unattended. The inspector accrediting the lab sees this and tells Mac. When Mac confronts Lindsay about leaving the evidence she says, "Danny was right there" but quickly says that that was a stupid excuse and that she is sorry, But Mac tells Lindsay he is more concerned about her, and all she says is that she is fine, and it was a bad and stupid idea to get involved with a person she works with, and then she walks away.

4x19 (Personal Foul): When they finish collecting evidence from Sid, Danny tries to talk to Lindsay but she says they have work to do. So he suggests she tell him when she wants to talk and she says, "Honestly, I don't know." After working on a case together, Danny calls Lindsay. (The conversation between the two is right below). Danny calls Lindsay to say that he is sorry and that he misses her. Lindsay says, "Do you know how hard it is to love you?", so he suggests that she should come over to his apartment and tell him in person. She pauses, says she has to go, and hangs up the phone. Danny then hears a knock on his door, and upon opening it, sees Rikki Sandoval standing there. Danny starts to tell her that she was right about the thing between them and that it was a bad idea. Rikki then tells him that she is moving because she needs a fresh start.

ONE OF THE BEST SCENES BETWEEN DANNY AND LINDSAY
Lindsay is walking in the rain and then her phone begins to ring. It's Danny. She answers her phone...
Lindsay: Hey
Danny: Hey. Where are you?
Lindsay: I'm taking a rain walk. It's a Montana thing. You wouldn't understand.
Danny: Maybe I would, maybe there are a lot of things I understand now.
Lindsay: Yeah? Like what?
Danny: How sorry I am for pushing you away.
Lindsay: Danny, I tried to give you your space. I don't know how much longer I can do this. It's messing with my work. It's breaking my heart.
Danny: Yeah, I know, I know, I do. I swear to God it won't
happen again. The truth is, the truth is, I MISS YOU. I MISS YOU MORE THAN I CAN SAY, EVEN IF I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY IT.Lindsay: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD YOU ARE TO LOVE?
Danny: (smiles) Why don't you come on over and tell me in person....PLEASE?
Lindsay: (long pause) I gotta go (and she hangs up the phone).

4x20 (Taxi): In this episode, Hawkes calls Lindsay "Montana", and she says she hasn't heard that in a while and Hawkes apologizes, but then she says she kind of misses being called Montana. (This is a sign that she misses Danny.)

4x21 (Hostage): Nothing really happens between them except we see them staring at each other a lot.

Season 5

5x07 (Dead Inside): This is the first time this season we see Danny and Lindsay, joking around and teasing each other. They are both working on the same case. They seem to be close and they are very friendly with each other. Lindsay even calls Danny a "show-off" because he comes to the crime scene with a speed boat, and Lindsay came over with the Coast Guard. Later on, when Lindsay is trying to figure out the mystery of the QuickScan bar code, and cannot figure it out, she gets frustrated. When Flack and Danny come to see why she is so frustrated, she asks, "Whose stupid idea was this?" and Danny says "Yours."

5x09 (The Box): The episode opens up with Danny telling a story. Ten years ago his baseball career ended after his wrist was shattered. Then he flashes back to the case they are working on a few days earlier. When Lindsay brings the evidence she found to Danny, he says, "I called you last night." Lindsay gives him an apologetic look and says that she went to bed really early. Then we are back to Danny's story, (apparently he is telling the story to Mr. and Mrs. Harris, but we don't know that yet). Mrs. Harris asks, "Is this the woman you are talking about?" and Danny says, "Yeah, her name is Lindsay Monroe. She is from Montana. Her father go t her a fly-fishing rod for her 8th birthday and a buck knife for her 9th birthday. He smiles and giggles while saying this. He then says that he has never been with a girl like that before and Mr. Harris asks if that's a good thing and Danny smiles and says, "Absolutely". We then flashback to the case and we see that Lindsay and Danny discover a live man who was locked in the trunk. Later, during the case Danny and Stella go to question a doctor at a health center because the victim had the doctor's business card in her pocket. Anyway, we see Lindsay enter the health center and when she sees Danny (he looks shocked), she rushes away before he could ask her what she was doing there. After running after but missing her, Stella asks Danny if he was alright, and he just tells her that he thought he saw someone he knew. Then we are back to Danny's story, so Mrs. Harris asks him why he lied to Stella, and Danny said that it's because he didn't know what was going on. Lindsay had told him she was taking a few hours off from work to go look at a sublet in Brooklyn, and she has never lied to him before. We flash back to the case, and at the Lab we see Danny looking at the elevator doors, obviously waiting for Lindsay and when Mac comes and asks him what he found on the DNA he was testing, he is not even paying attention. Apparently Hawkes and Sid found out that the victim was pregnant at the time of death and her baby was cut out of her, but they don't know the name of the victim yet. Anyway Lindsay finally arrives (what they talk about is right below).

LINDSAY TELLS DANNY SHE'S PREGNANT!
Lindsay is walking down the hallway and Danny is trying to catch up with her.
Danny: Lindsay, wait up.
Lindsay: Danny, hey. I can't talk right now. (They enter the locker room and Lindsay opens her locker).
Danny: Whats going on?
Lindsay: What do you mean?
Danny: (comes close to her) Come on, Lindsay. I saw you today at the health center. Are you sick?
Lindsay: (closes her locker) Danny, you should get back to work.
Danny: (holds Lindsay and looks at her) No, no, you should talk to me.
Lindsay: (sighs) I...ah...I.. (covers her mouth and goes to the bathroom to puke).
Danny: What's the matter? Are you ok? (goes after her) Lindsay, hey. (bangs on the door of the bathroom) What the hell is going on?
We go back to Danny telling his story and he says, "The truth is, I can't really blame her for not saying anything. See, a while ago, I messed up, alright. I was with another woman. I didn't say anything, but she knew, I think she knew, you know? A couple of months later, we get back together and things haven't really been the same, and now this. We flash back to Danny, who is waiting for Lindsay to come out of the bathroom.
(Lindsay comes out of the bathroom)
Danny: Are you okay? Are you alright? (she nods her head).
Lindsay: (walks to her locker and faces Danny) (she sighs) I'M PREGNANT.
Danny: Are you sure? (She looks at him and then gives him an ultrasound pic. He takes it and looks at it, and smiles) How long have you known?
Lindsay: A few weeks (A lab tech enters the locker room, they both remain silent) I should get back to work (leaves the locker room).
Danny: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Why didn't you tell me? Look, you can't just drop this on me and walk away. Please!
Lindsay: Danny, I know you.
Danny: You know-- What is that supposed to mean?
Lindsay: It just means that I'm not expecting anything. (Then Lindsay sees the FasScan photo of the Vic that they are trying to identify and sighs) Who is that?
Danny: That's our vic (Danny looks at her).
Lindsay: I think I know her. Her name is Nicole Harris. I met her at the health center when I first had my appointment.

Then we get a flashback of Lindsay and Nicole talking at the health center. We find out that Nicole was almost 8 months pregnant and she just moved here from Albany. So Lindsay told her that they should trade numbers because she knows how it feels to be in a new city. Back to the present, Lindsay and Danny go back to the locker room so that she can give Danny Nicole's number. Danny takes the number and says he will get Flack to contact her parents. Then he leaves without saying anything. (Lindsay watches him leave). We later see Danny watching the interrogation of Nicole's parents, and then we see him staring at the ultrasound pic. When Hawkes comes to talk to Danny, he tells him, "I heard Lindsay identified the FasScan photo." Then we flash back to Danny's Story, Mr'. Harris asked him what he said, so he replies, "I lied. I told him Lindsay was at the health center to get a flu shot." Then we flash back to Danny talking to Hawkes. Danny says, "What a coincidence". We later see Danny taking a ride on his motorcycle through Manhattan to clear his head. He smiles when he is thinking of Lindsay. Later, Danny goes and talks to Mr. and Mrs. Harris, and tells them that Child Services would be there to bring Nicole's baby soon, so he decides to sit down across from them. He looks tired, so Mr. Harris asks him, "Are you okay, son? Do you have any kids?" Then we cut back to Danny's story. It is revealed to the audience that Danny was telling his story to Mr. and Mrs. Harris. So Danny says, "Look what I have unloaded the two of you with. You asked a simple question". So Mrs. Harris asks him, "If you don't mind my asking, what's going to happen now?" and Danny replies that he does not know. So Mr. Harris gives him some advice, "Whatever you do, do not allow yourself any regrets." Lindsay then comes to tell Mr. and Mrs. Harris that Child Services is here. When she sees Danny, she stops and they look at each other before she approaches them. Danny introduces Lindsay to the Harris', who wish both of them good luck. Lindsay looks surprised and confused so she just stares at Danny. We see them both standing side-by-side, watching Mr. and Mrs. Harris with their grandson. The last thing we see is Danny and Lindsay's hands nearly touching each other.

5x10 (The Triangle): Danny is walking down the street on his phone, talking to Lindsay. She says she thought he was supposed to be in already because he is supposed to be working the night shift. He explains that they turned the Q train into an express and forgot to tell the passengers, so he had to hop out at 34th and double-back. She says okay, but if Mac asks where he is, she "never heard of him." He then asks Lindsay how she is feeling, and the baby too. Lindsay replies "Good, she's good." Danny says, "She?" Lindsay laughs at this and tells him, "Or he. Relax, it's too early to tell." Then Danny tells Lindsay that he has something important to talk to her about. She says, "Okay. What is it?" but before Danny could say anything, the call is dropped. Later, Lindsay is working in the lab and she is looking at the labels of a whole bunch of chemicals and starting to get worried. When Stella walks into the lab, Lindsay asks her about safety precautions for a "pregnant friend from New Jersey" and Stella says that there are safety precautions, such as fume hoods, and face shields, that she can use. So Stella asks, "She's not alone, right? The baby has a father" and Lindsay replies, "Yeah, yeah and he's great. I just don't know how ready he was for any of this. Oh, it's complicated" and Stella says, "And beautiful. If your friend's coworkers are anything like your coworkers, they will work with her and even be happy for her. It's gonna be okay" and Lindsay just replies, "Thanks." Before Stella leaves, she turns back to Lindsay and tells her to tell her "friend" congratulations. Later, Lindsay goes outside to grab something to eat and Danny approaches her (what happens is below).

Danny asks Lindsay to Marry Him.........
Danny: (approaches Lindsay) I thought I saw you running for the exit.
Lindsay: (laughs) I'm starving, (getting a tea and donut) my O.B. says that I should pay attention to my cravings, no matter how inconvenient they are.
Danny: Yeah. Let me ask you something. Do you have any history of hereditary disease in your family?
Lindsay: (laughs) No, do you?
Danny: No, no, no, Mental illness?
Lindsay: No
Danny: Uh, how about addictive tendencies? Extra fingers? Extra toes?
Lindsay: No, no
Danny: Natural delivery or drugs?
Lindsay: Ah, either
Danny: Boy or girl?
Lindsay: Healthy
Danny: WILL YOU MARRY ME?
Lindsay: (surprised) NO (she then walks away, leaving a dejected Danny).

After they are finished working the case, we see Danny and Lindsay walking together.
Danny: So, you wanna uh, you wanna tell me why you won't marry me?
Lindsay: I didn't mean I won't. I just think it's the wrong time.
Danny: Wrong time. Wrong time or the wrong guy?
Lindsay: (sighs) Danny, (he stops and they face each other) I know I have thrown a lot at you, and we are both feeling really overwhelmed, but whatever we do next, I want it to be for the right reason. Wouldn't you rather walk down the aisle than be pushed?
Danny: Of course.
Lindsay: Ok, cause listen, I'm not going anywhere, and I know you're not going anywhere either, okay, but this is not just about you and I anymore. So let's just take baby steps, okay?
Danny: Okay. So, look, before we go inside, I wanna just tell you one more thing, okay (holds Lindsay) I just want you to know, THAT I LOVE YOU.
Lindsay: (smiles) I LOVE YOU TOO, DANNY (Danny smiles).
So we see them entering Mac's office and they tell him that they are pregnant. Mac smiles widely and hugs them both.

5x11 (The Forbidden Fruit): Danny and Adam are talking about some evidence and Danny tells Adam that if he figures out the connection between the evidence and the case, Danny will buy him a beer, but Adam replies that the beer will be on him because Danny has some big expenses coming up. Danny says, "Oh yeah? What, diapers? How much can diapers cost?" Adam tells him to look at the big picture, "Because the cost of raising a kid from birth till 18, is like 150G's, and that's not including college." Danny asks Adam he knows that and Adam replies that his dad reminded him everyday. So he advises Danny to keep all the cash he has. Then Adam sees Lindsay approaching them and he tells Danny that, "Combining your income can be less painful." Lindsay says hi to Adam and he leaves. Lindsay tells Danny that she thought he was going to search the 1st victim's apartment. He replies that he was already done there and then replies that the next place they'll search is the 2nd victim's apartment and that hopefully they'll find a primary crime scene there. Then he asks Lindsay, "How we feeling?" Lindsay replies that she is good and then says that she thought she felt a kick this morning. So Danny asks in an excited voice, "Really!" and takes her hand and says, "Come here." He takes her aside and puts his hand on Lindsay's bump. Then Lindsay tells him that the kicking has stopped, so he tells her that the next time it happens she should find him. Then they both hold their baby bump and smile.

5x12 (Help): There are 2 really cute moments in this episode. The first moment happens when the team is discussing the case in a team meeting. Although both victims are from separate cases, they were both raped by the same guy, which turns out to be an interesting coincidence. When the team is discussing how often coincidences happen, Lindsay pipes up with the following fact, "Thomas Jefferson and Benjamin Franklin died on the same day, 50 years after signing the Declaration of Independence." Danny then gives her an incredulous look. After the team meeting is over, Lindsay says the following, "In 1975, a man driving a moped was struck and killed by a taxi driver in Bermuda. One year later, the victim's brother was also killed, the same way even, with the exact same taxi, same taxi driver, and the same passenger." Later on, Sid states another coincidence to Danny, "Mark Twain was born on the same day that Halley's Comet first appeared, and he died on the same day of Halley's Comet next appearance, 75 years later." Danny turns to Sid and says, "You been hanging out with Lindsay, Sid?" Sid replies,"Huh?" These two moments show Danny's sense of humor and the type of wit he carries.

5x14 (She's Not There): The only moment here is when Sid and Lindsay are talking to Mac about the broken piece of the lip ring that Sid took out of the victim's knuckle and the plum blossom trace that Danny found in the hilt of the knife used to kill the victim. When Mac asks where to find plum blossoms in the dead of winter in New York City, Sid replies that they can be found on Canal Street and that they are used at this time of year in Chinatown, in celebration of Chinese New Year. Sid then tells Mac to have a Happy New Year in Chinese. Lindsay responds with, "Year of the Ox" and pats her huge belly.

5x15 (The Party's Over): Every cop is calling in "sick" because the city cannot pay them because they don’t have the money. So the NYPD are on strike. Danny is one of them. He has the "flu". When Hawkes and Lindsay are working at the lab, Hawkes gets a call that he has to testify in Danny’s place because Danny was supposed to be in court today, and he can't be there because he is "sick". The case eventually gets thrown out of court because Hawkes can't answer the questions. Hawkes tells Lindsay he personally thinks that what Danny is doing is selfish, and that he cannot afford to get suspended when he and Lindsay are expecting a baby, but she defends Danny's decision, calling it, "Commitment." Later Stella goes to see Danny because she was pissed off at him. She tells Danny they threw out the case because Hawkes could not provide the kind of answers the court needed to hear, because Hawkes was not working the case. Danny tells her that he knows, but that the NYPD deserve to be paid. Stella then says she understands and she mentions that there is a ton of work to do at the lab, and says, "Thank God for Lindsay. She's a real trooper". Danny then says, "Yeah, she is. She's been calling me every other hour, but I have to cough every time I answer the phone, in case it's not her."

5x16 (No Good Deed): Lindsay is doing lab work, and Danny is reading the baby a Flash Gordon story from a comic book while waiting for some fingerprint and DNA results (the interaction between Danny and the baby is below). We also find out in this episode that Lindsay is 7 months pregnant because Danny says that he is, "2 months away from fatherhood."

Danny: "Stop where you are." That's Flash saying that, and right beside him is the Green Lantern. He is lookin' all rough and tough and green. "Surrender or we'll be forced to take action." (the computer starts to beep.)
Lindsay: (looking over at the computer) Looks like you've got a match, superhero.
Danny: Alright kiddo, I'll be back (he kisses Lindsay's belly a couple of times before going over to the computer, Lindsay then giggles and looks very happy).

5x17 (Green Piece): After 3 years of flirting, skirting and chasing each other, Danny and Lindsay finally tied the knot! There were some really great scenes in this episode. The first one was at the beginning when Danny wouldn't allow Lindsay to visit the crime scene, due to the fumes from the blast and dust from the house. Then Danny asks Lindsay if she's excited to be visiting Montana, Lindsay says that she is, and that she's looking forward to her mom seeing her pregnant. Then Lindsay starts talking about the baby and says that if the baby is a girl, she can't wait to see their daughter pregnant. Danny caresses her belly and says, "If this is a girl, no guy's gettin' close enough to her to get her pregnant." Then he smiles a wide, humorous grin at Lindsay as he is about to leave in the elevator. The next part was when Lindsay and Sid are in the morgue, discussing Sid's findings, and Sid asks her about how she's feeling about visiting Montana. Sid starts to talk about the benefits of going to Montana, no bodies at 3 am, no double shifts with no sleep, no slice of pizza on the run. To this, Lindsay quips about all the symptoms of pregnancy, constipation, swelling of the feet, help getting up from a chair, and constant urination. When asked if he wants to switch, Sid replies that he already has all of that he just wants the time off. The next part was the scene with Mac and Danny in Mac's office. As Danny and Mac are discussing the case, Mac notices that Danny is distracted when Lindsay walks by. Mac says, "Lindsay will be back before you know it, Danny." Danny still seems distracted and starts the ball rolling by telling Mac that he asked Lindsay to marry him before (see 5x10-"The Triangle) and that she said no. Danny tells Mac that she thought he proposed just because she was pregnant. To this, Mac replies, "Is she right?" Here, Danny starts to waver, saying, "No, I mean, I...I don't know, Mac." Obviously Danny is feeling a little nervous about the changes in his life that are about to occur and is scared that he will disappoint Lindsay and his child. He continues with, "I love her, I do, I know that, but I just know myself, and I don't want to disappoint her, or the kid." Mac then talks about his life with Claire, and how he never had the chance to become a father. Mac wasn't in a hurry to have kids because he didn't want to disappoint Claire, or himself, and that is something that he will always regret. Danny is obviously still a little shaky, so Mac tells him, "God brought you and Lindsay together. I believe that. You have been blessed with a gift, the greatest gift that life has to offer. You can choose to live in a place of fear or you can believe in the best version of yourself." Danny thanks him for his advice and gets up to leave the office. As Danny is heading out the door, Mac says, "You're gonna make a great father, Danny." To this, Danny smiles, and then leaves Mac's office. Finally, THE BEST SCENE EVER, Danny takes Lindsay to the clerk's office, wanting to surprise her. He tells her that she needs to meet up with a couple of "friends". When they finally stop walking, they're outside the clerk's office with a sign that says "Marriage Licenses." Lindsay starts to waver and says, "Danny." Then Danny says, "I'm tired of feeling afraid, alright? You and me? We make sense, k? You're everything I've always wanted. I wanna be with you. And I can be the guy that you want me to be. I know I can. I am that guy." Lindsay then replies with, "I know you are." Danny then continues with, "Then let's walk through this door together. Come on, let's do it. Let's take that leap." Lindsay and Danny then share an extra-long kiss (one that was long overdue, considering that last time we saw these two kiss on the lips was in 3x24 "Snow Day"), after which, Lindsay asks, "You got a money order?" and then they hug and kiss again. As they walk into the clerk's office, they see the "friends" they're supposed to meet, it's Mac and Stella! When Stella hands Lindsay white flowers, Lindsay whispers to Stella, "What if I said no?" but Stella cuts her off by saying, "Not a chance" and Lindsay smiles. Mac hands Danny the box containing the ring. As the marriage vows begin, the viewers are taken through a flashback of Danny and Lindsay's history, right from the first time they met in 2x03 "Zoo York" to 5x11 "The Forbidden Fruit." The icing on the cake, however, was the fact that the wedding vows were interwoven throughout the flashback. So that even as we were viewing their history, we could hear each of them take their vows.

5x18 (Point of No Return): There were a couple of noteworthy scenes in this episode. The first one is when Mac asks Danny how Lindsay is doing. Danny replies that she said, "She looks like a whale, and is bored. She also said she found a dead beaver on her parents' property, and that she was tempted to rope it off with crime scene tape and start processing." The second one is when Danny is involved in a gunfight. Later on after, he kills the suspect, in self-defense. Danny looks at his hands, not believing that the suspect has just died in his arms. The third one is when Danny goes to the washroom, back at the lab. When he looks at himself in the mirror, he realizes how close he came to dying, and not being able to take care of his wife and his child. After looking at his hands and noticing there is blood on his wedding ring, the first thing he does is clean the blood off. Then he gets a call from Lindsay, and he answers the phone with, "Hey, babe" asks her how she's doing, and proceeds to tell her that things are the same as ever in NYC. He's obviously holding back the fact that he nearly died in a shoot-out with a suspect.

5x19 (Communication Breakdown): Throughout the whole episode Danny is trying out boy names for the baby, Louie, Clemenza, and Alphonse, these 3 coming from Danny's family, as well as Amos (Daniel Messer) and Kurt. At one point, Danny and Stella are searching the chief's hotel room and he is considering "Amos Daniel Messer" and Stella says, "Danny, at some point you might want to consider the possibility that you and Lindsay could have a girl." Danny says it isn't possible because his mother had 2 boys, and that her mother had 3 boys, so he's positive that he's going to have a boy. Later, at the end of the night, Adam, Hawkes, Flack, Stella, Mac, and Danny are all crowded around a table, laughing and listening to Danny suggest baby boy names. Then he gets a text from Lindsay telling him that she is, "Fine and so is the baby GIRL in her belly." They then congratulate Danny on the news that he's having a DAUGHTER!

Danny Finds Out He Is Having A Daughter!
(Mac and Stella hear laughing and find the gang surrounding Danny).
Mac: Don't tell me we're still playing the name game...
Danny: It's a process...
Flack: We went from John, Paul, George, and Ringo, to Tom, Dick, and Harry.
Stella: Why don't we throw Mac into the mix?
Adam: (laughs) Mac!... hahaha...(Mac looks at him disapprovingly) Actually, Mac's a great name. I like your name. (Danny's phone rings, and he reads an incoming text message off to the side).
Danny: Mac's no good. That was Lindsay.
Stella: Is she alright?
Danny: Yeah, she's fine...and so is the baby girl in her belly.
Don, Sheldon, and Adam: OOOHH! (Everyone congratulates Danny. Stella kisses his head).

5x22 (Yahrzeit): Danny is suspended for two weeks and when he tells Mac he says, "The upside of being suspended for 2 weeks is being able to spend time with my new wife before the little bambino arrives." To this, Mac replies, "That's probably a good idea."

5x23 (Greater Good): First we see Lindsay searching the lab and when she finds Adam she asks where Danny is. When he says that he is out, as well as Stella and Mac, she

tells Adam to get a set of keys and meet her downstairs in 5 minutes because her water just broke. You then see Lindsay smiling and going to get her suitcase to go to the hospital.

Lindsay goes into labor!
(Lindsay is looking around when she bumps into Adam).
Lindsay: Adam, have you seen Danny?
Adam: He left about 20 minutes ago with Doc to a crime scene on the upper west side.
Lindsay: What about Stella or Mac?
Adam: Stella's in court and the boss took the day off. Yeah. Can you believe it? Mac never takes a day off. I don't think there has been one day since I've worked here that he hasn't showed up and he's like, "Hey I'm not comng in." You know? All though he did go to London that one time but I don't...
Lindsay: Okay Adam enough!
Adam: What?
Lindsay: I just got back from Montana, I...I'm not ready to deal with you. (sighs) This is not how I imagined it.
Adam: What?
Lindsay: (grabs Adam's shirt) I need you to focus Adam.
Adam: Okay.
Lindsay: Go get a set of key's to a car, any car, meet me in the garage in five minutes. My water just broke. I'm about to go into labor and you are taking me to the hospital. Go!
Adam: (stunned) Oh...okay, okay! (runs off).
Lindsay: Adam...
Adam: Yeah, wrong way sorry. (turns around and runs the other way). Just relax. Everything's going to be okay!
(Lindsay walks over to get her suitcase and smiles, then starts waddling down the hallway).
Later, we see Danny and Hawkes speeding down the street going to the hospital. Danny is on the phone telling Lindsay to wait until he gets there and that he loves her. Once he rushes into the hospital he sees Lindsay being pushed into a room on a wheelchair.
Danny and Hawkes going to the hospital!
Danny: (has his cell phone to his ear) Why isn't she answering her phone? Doc take 57th right there it will be faster.
Hawkes: Danny I got this, I got this.
Danny: (looks irritated) Voicemail...again. (into phone) Baby, it's me, were close okay. Hold on 'til I get there, okay I don't want to miss this! I love you, I love you okay.
Hawkes: (swerving around a car) Hey! Watch out!
Danny: Up here! Right here Doc, Doc, Doc! Okay right there make a right, go around the corner and pull into emergency.
Hawkes: (pulls up next to the emergency entrance doors) Hey Danny, congrats brother.
Danny: Thanks Doc.
(Danny runs up the stairs and down the hall once in the main wing he sees Lindsay, he sighs, then smiles, relieved that he has arrived on time).
Lindsay: (looking relieved) Hi.

Soon after, Lindsay and Stella are walking through the halls trying to get the baby to move faster. Lindsay is very worried about her capabilities as a mother and expresses her fears to Stella.
Lindsay fears her capabilities as a mother.
Lindsay: (walking down the hall) (sighs) Do they really think I am gonna just walk this baby right out of me? Why can't I be one of those women who just sneezes and before you can say God bless you, she's had the baby?
Stella: Think of what you'd miss out on, reminding your child of all those long painful hours of labor that you endured to bring them into this world.
Lindsay: I guess I could get some mileage out of that.
Stella: Uh huh.
Lindsay: I'm kinda scared, Stella.
Stella: Well, that's normal Lindsay. Just remember your healthy and strong. You and Danny went through all the courses...
Lindsay: I know I don't mean about having a baby, about being a mom. I mean what if I stink at it? And the worst part is I won't know until it is to late. She'll come home, she'll scream that she hates me, then in rebellion she'll get some part of her body pierced that's inappropriate. She'll get an infection, she'll wind up on antibiotics which we find out 12 years later they cause an eating disorder, and pretty soon I'm in therapy trying to save my whole family. I mean what if some people just aren't cut out to be parents? (She looks down at her enlarged stomach).
Stella: Well the fact that you already thought about all this, tells me that your gonna do just fine Linds.
Lindsay: I'm losing it, huh?
Stella: Yeah
Lindsay: (leans against wall): Oh, contraction, aghh.

In another part of the hospital, Danny and Adam are also walking through the halls and Danny is afraid that Lindsay might have twins or something could go wrong with the birth while Adam comforts him.
Danny freaks out before the baby arrives.
Danny: (walking down another hall) What if she has twins Adam? You hear stories about people being completely surprised. And you've seen Lindsay, I mean she's huge.
Adam: Whoa.
Danny: She knows it.
Adam: Relax, you saw the ultrasound it's not twins. Alright? You gonna be okay?
Danny: No, no I'm not. I might go into cardiac arrest once she's giving birth. (his cell phone rings) Mac, your here! No, no she hasn't yet. Alright, were on the fourth floor.
Eventually, all the detectives (except Danny) go back to work on the case. At the end Mac receives a text from Danny saying, "It is time." We then see Lindsay pushing to get the baby out, and going through a very painful time. Danny is beside her holding her hand and encouraging her and keeps looking down to see the baby come out.

Lindsay gives birth!
Lindsay: AHHHH!
Doctor: It's okay, that's okay, your doing great.
Danny: You can do it baby, good! (looks down to see if the baby is coming).
Lindsay: AGHHH!
Danny: Good! C'mon! Your doing great, your doing great!
Lindsay: AHHHH!
Danny: Good job! That's it baby, that's it sweetheart! Go ahead, c'mon! Push !
Doctor: Breathe.
Danny: C'mon!
Lindsay: AHHHH!
Doctor: Good job.
Danny: There she is! There she is! There she is!
Doctor: C'mon Lindsay keep it going, c'mon.
(the baby cries and Danny hugs Lindsay and smiles).

Finally, the whole cast (minus Sid and Angell) are gathered around Lindsay's hospital bed where she and Danny are admiring the baby. They soon hand her off to Stella, then Hawkes asks what the new baby's name is going to be. At the same time, Lindsay says Lydia while Danny says Lucy, and they just look at each other and smile. After passing the baby to Mac, Lindsay asks him if he would like to be the Godfather, and of course he accepts. Then Stella brings out a present and shows the happy new parents a cute little pink dress for the baby, as the camera slowly fades out.

The team meets the new baby!
Stella: (getting passed the baby) Hello. Well hello sweetheart. Hi. Hello. Oh, Danny, I hate to admit it but she looks just like you.
Danny: Yes...that's right, she's a knockout.
Mac: How you holding up?
Lindsay: I'm great...but, uh, she's gonna be an only child because I'm never doing that again. (everyone chuckles).
Hawkes: Do you guys have a name?
Lindsay: Lydia.
Danny: Lucy.
Flack: I guess that's a no.
Danny: Mac, we did agree on one thing.
Lindsay: We were hoping you would consider being her Godfather.
Mac: Absolutely, yes.
Hawkes: Made him an offer he can't refuse.
Flack: There you go, Godfather, that's code word for diaper change. (everyone laughs again).
Mac: (getting passed the baby) Whoa, whoa! Do I get to spoil her?
Hawkes: I think Danny's got that covered. (more laughter).
Stella: Oh! We forgot about the ohhs and ahhs. (grabs a present) Okay you guys ready? (pulls out a pink baby dress).
All: Ohhh!! (another present is pulled out) Ahhh!! (everyone starts talking to one another).
Stella: What do you think, baby girl? (fades out).

5x24 (Grounds For Deception): The baby is finally named, Lucy! She makes her first visit to the office and is a big hit. She adores one of the technicians, Blake, too much and that makes Danny jealous because he, "Is the only man in her life." So he goes to break up the visit and send the technicians off to work, as well as asking if Blake has any DNA to look at.
Danny Gets Jealous!
(Danny points the murder weapon like a sword towards Adam).
Adam: Whoa, easy there Priapus! You wouldn't want to hurt a mere mortal.
Danny: Pria...who?
Adam: Priapus. The male god of fertility.
Lindsay: (walks in) Oh that's what I call him.
Danny: That's right! (hugs Lindsay) Well my personal weapon aside I managed to piece together and analyze several remnants of a white substance Doc found at the scene. Looks like our murder weapon was concealed in plaster and it had an imprint. Adam, you score anything impressive?
Adam: As a matter of fact, ahh..no. The brown residue that Hawkes collected from the vics shirt, just turned out to be coffee grounds.
Danny: Huh. (looks at Lindsay) How's Lucy?
Lindsay: She's great, (points through the glass to the baby surrounded by the staff) her first visit to the lab is a big hit.
Danny: What a...what's Blake doing in there?
Lindsay: Oh, he is so good with babies, she adores him.
Danny: She doesn't adore him. The only man in her life is me.
Lindsay: Oh.
Danny: (goes over and knocks on the glass) Hey buddy, don't you have some DNA to look at? (Lindsay giggles and Danny goes into the other room).
Adam: Watch out Blake, here comes daddy!
Later, in the lab, when Lindsay is explaining what she found to Mac, he asks, "What are you doing here? Where is Lucy?" and she replies that Lucy is in ballistics and Lindsay is being paid to work part time and that she would leave soon. She just wanted to help with the case because "The lab would fall apart without me". Soon Danny walks in with Lucy strapped onto the front of him and he says, "After a diaper change, Lucy and I lifted a partial print." Then Lindsay looks at her family and smiles.

5x25 (Pay Up): After Angell's death Danny silently comforts Lindsay through small touches and hand holding.

Season 6

6x01 (Epilogue): Season 6 kicks of with some pretty intense Danny and Lindsay moments. It starts off with Danny struggling to grab a bullet that's on the ground. Since Danny is in his wheelchair, he is struggling to reach for it. Lindsay walks by and hands it to him. When Danny is examining the bullet, it triggers a memory of the night he got shot. When his "flashback" is over, Lindsay is behind him and asks:
Lindsay: What are you thinking about?
Danny: I'm thinking that, you know what this wheelchair needs? A side car for Lucy.
(Adam walks in)
Adam: Sounds like you need to pimp your ride yo! Some spinners, a sound system, hydraulics.
Lindsay: Adam, process the scene.
(Back to Danny)
Lindsay: Now don't get too comfortable in that chair.
Danny: Well, it's been a month. And I haven't felt a thing, no movement, no tingling, nothing.
Lindsay: Danny, you gotta be patient.
Danny: We gotta start thinking that this might be the way it is, this is what we gotta do.
Lindsay: Doctor said there's no permanent damage to your spine. The inflammation from the gunshot wound is causing temporary paralysis.
Danny: But how do you forget words like, "more than likely", "best case scenario", "60 percent chance of recovery"? How do you do that?
Lindsay: Well for one I'm an optimist. Another thing, if you don't recover, I'm gonna kick your butt.
Danny: Oh, so you're gonna tackle me now? Is that what you're doing?
Lindsay: Yeah, I am.
Danny: Yeah, well, you didn't need to use profanity, alright. You're too cute to do that.
(Lindsay kisses his head and gives his wheelchair a push)
Lindsay: Don't make fun of me.
Danny: What's that, Montana? You call that a push?

Later, they are comparing voice recordings of the lady that called Danny and on the tape he says "Yeah, Doc says I have a 10 percent chance of recovery." This is different than what he to ld Lindsay. She later finds him in their office and talks to him.
Lindsay: 10 percent chance of walking? You told me it was 60.
Danny: I just didn't wanna scare you.
Lindsay: You know what scares me Danny is that you think you have to lie to me. I want you to know that no matter what happens, I'm here to stay. Nothing is ever gonna change the way I feel about you. And you know what? 10 percent? I'll take it. That's a chance. That's hope. It seems like you've decided that it isn't enough.
Danny: No, no. I haven't decided anything.
Lindsay: I can hear it in your voice Danny, and that phone call. You're giving up--
Danny: No, no, Lindsay, I just don't need a cheerleader alright, babe?
Lindsay: You're right. You need a kick in the ass. Look, if I have to believe in you all by myself then I will.
(Lindsay pulls him closer to her)
Lindsay: I've gone the long shot before, Danny. I ended up with you.
(Silent pause)
Lindsay: They said there was a 10 percent chance of rain today and I brought my umbrella because 10 percent is enough for me to believe that it's possible.

Then, at the end, there is a scene with Lindsay holding Lucy! While she's doing that, Danny is trying to move his legs. On his second try, he wiggles the toes of his right foot, and when he does, he looks out the window and smiles, because it's RAINING!

6x02 (Blacklist-Featuring Gravedigger): There weren't really any Messer/Dantana moments in this episode. The first one I can think of is when Hawkes comments on Lindsay's choice of shirt and she tells him that Lucy threw up on all of her other shirts and that she's late because the sitter was caught in traffic. The only other moment I can think of is when Stella tells Lindsay that she hears that Danny is making progress. Lindsay replies that Danny has a little bit of feeling in his toes, so it's a start. Then Stella tells her that her fingers are crossed for Danny, to which Lindsay smiles.

6x03 (LAT 40° 47' N/Long 73° 58'W): Danny is doing chin-ups while waiting for some DNA results from the victim's phone. Lindsay comes in and wonders why he's not on his way to his rehab appointment.

Lindsay: Danny! What are you doing?
Danny: Processing the vic's phone.
Lindsay: Oh, of course. What was I thinking?
Danny: Flack had the victim's phone pinged. We found it in the dumpster. Waiting on the DNA results on the trace I found, so I figured I'd get a little pump in.
Lindsay: Don't you have physical therapy today?
Danny: Yeah, yeah. That's what I'm getting ready for.
Lindsay: (giving Danny an incredulous look)
Danny: What? You see Lucy lately, huh? She's standing up in her crib, cruising along the walls of the apartment. She's going to walk soon, Lindsay.
Lindsay: Danny, please tell me you're not competing with our 10-month old daughter.
Danny: No, I'm not competing with our daughter. I'm just sick and tired of being in this chair. I wanna run through Central Park with my daughter on my shoulders, ok? I wanna chase down boys who try to hit on her. I wanna dance with you, and her, at her wedding. So if you don't mind.....
Lindsay: (pulling him close, she kisses him and gives him a rub on the neck before she walks away) I don't mind at all.
Danny then continues to do his chin-ups.

Lindsay studies the handwriting samples with discontent; Danny wheels into the room.

Danny: I know that face!

Lindsay: What face?

Danny: The 'I don't like what I see' face. Kind of like the way you look at me when I'm trying to change Lucy's diaper.

(Lindsay chuckles)

6x04 (Dead Reckoning) The first Dantana moment is when Danny is at rehab and he is ready to give up. Hawkes gives him a pep talk and convinces Danny to keep trying.

(I know this is between Danny and Hawkes, but I thought it was really important to include)

Danny: Doc. What are you doing here? Where's Lindsay?
Hawkes: Working. I volunteered to come by and get you. So what was that?
Danny: What?
Hawkes: Danny, you gotta try way harder if you're gonna get up out of this chair.
Danny: Doc, you know what? I got a policy, buddy. I don't take advice unless I ask for it.
Hawkes: I got a policy too. I'm always upfront with my friends. With an injury like yours, you should have been up out of that chair weeks ago. You're not pushing yourself.
Danny: You kidding me? I'd give you five minutes with the pain that I feel every time I take a step.
Hawkes: Danny, I've treated hundreds of trauma patients that would trade places with you in a minute.
Danny: Look, you came here to take me to work, right? Let's go.
Hawkes: There was a fireman that came into emergency one day, big strong guy. Just hit a walk off home run at the department softball game. Rounded the bases, crossed home plate. His whole team piled on top of him in celebration. Broke his back. I never met anybody with a heart like this guy. Now it took a lot of sweat and pain and perservance, but eventually, yeah, he walked again.
Danny: Is that the end of that story?
Hawkes: He said "Pain is the payment for each precious thing". Try harder, Danny.
Danny: (angrily) Let's go! Come on, let's go!

The next day, the physiotherapist walks into the room the next day and is surprised to see Danny already out of his chair, at the practice bars. He tells her that he has some "precious things to pay for".

At the end of the episode, Lindsay is awoken by Lucy on the baby monitor. She gets up and makes her way to Lucy's room. She peers in and sees Danny's wheel chair and gets a curious look on her face. When she gets to the doorway, she sees Danny, standing, holding Lucy in his arms. Lindsay starts crying out of happiness. The episode ends with Danny holding his daughter.

6x05 (Battle Scars) October 21 Lindsay is neither featured nor spoken about in this episode. However, Danny is walking around quite well, although he is using a cane. When talking about which pieces of evidence he'd like to examine with Adam ("Door number one or door number two?"), Danny chooses door number one because "it's closer."

6x07 (Hammer Down) November 11
6x08 (Cuckoo's Nest) November 18
6x09 (Manhattanhenge) November 25
6x10 December 2
6x11 (Second Chances) December 9

The Lost Kiss

Reasons Why We Think Danny Is The Perfect Guy For Lindsay and Why They Are Together! (a.k.a Why We Love Him).
1. They have a Love/Hate relationship but now its love.
2. 'Mr. and Mrs. Messer' sounds perfect!
3. He calls her "Montana" because he has a ginormous crush on her.
4. He perked up when Lindsay started talking about phone sex.
5. He went with his instincts and flew to Montana for her.
6. They nearly kissed in a court house...but conceived a child in his home.
7. Helllllllooooooo. They kinda...you know...did the naughty on his pool table.
8. He is super hot!
9. Love the jokes he makes.
10. Love the comments and smart-alack wisecracks he makes to Lindsay
11. They have "Chemistry."
12. Has a special smile for her.
13. He asked her to marry him.
14. Offers to give her a ride home.
15. He feel in "Love with his Montana."
16. He calls her honey/hon.
17. She fell in love with him.
18. Danny loves the baby so much he reads to it while Lindsay's working.
19. He's a child at heart (he still reads a comic book every now and then).
20. He's excited about the child that's coming into his life.
21. He always wants to connect with the baby, through touching Lindsay's huge belly.
22. His protective tendencies are coming out already, and the baby's not even here yet ("If this is a girl, no guy's gettin' close enough to her to get her pregnant")
23. Danny wears his heart on his sleeve. He's not afraid to admit how he's feeling or say what's on his mind.
24. Danny likes to surprise Lindsay any chance he gets.
25. Danny is always looking after Lindsay's physical, emotional, and mental health. Especially now that a baby is coming.
26. He said she was what he's always wanted and he wanted to be with her.
27. He doesn't function when she is not around.
28. Danny was the only one who would sit by her while she ate bugs/insects for dinner.
29. He's always looking for away to connect with the baby-usually through caressing Lindsay's expanding belly.
30. He loves it when she talks trivia.
31. He always wants her to be safe, especially for the baby's sake-for example, not allowing her to visit the scene of the bombing because of the fumes from the blast and the dust from the house.
32. He misses her when she is not around.
33. He lost his mind while she was in Montana.
34. He doesn't want to disappoint her or their child.
35. He knows that he can be the guy that she wants him to be.
36. He KNOWS he is the guy that Lindsay wants him to be.
37. Danny cares enough about Lindsay to not tell her that he almost died after being involved in a gunfight with a suspect.
38. Danny clears loves being married to Lindsay, and it's clear he really values his marriage, because the first thing he did after returning to the lab after the gunfight was to clean the blood off of his wedding ring.
39.He is always there when she needs him the most.
40. Danny always has been, and always will be, very protective of his GIRLS (Lindsay and Lucy.)
41. He has a baby girl with her!!
42. He is a great father to baby Lucy!!
43. He is the only man for his little girl.
44. He makes it so easy to realize that even Sid knows that he likes Lindsay!

Reasons Why We Think Lindsay Is The Perfect Girl For Danny and Why They Are Together! (a.k.a Why We Love Her).
1. She likes it when he calls her "Montana."
2. She smiles every time they talk.
3. She still loves him after everything he put her through.
4. She's having his baby!!
5. She smiles when he touches her belly.
6. She fell in love with him.
7. She sticks up for Danny.
8. She supports the decisions he makes.
9. She is always there when he needs her the most.
10. Lindsay taught him that a world exists outside of New York City-e.g."wheat fields of Montana."
11. Lindsay taught him (and showed her adventurous side) that it's ok to do crazy things-like eating meal worm spaghetti, grasshopper chutney, wasp tamale, and fried tarantula.
12. Lindsay showed Danny that she's tougher than she looks and that she's not as fragile as she appears to be-she survived the massacre of her 3 best friends, which must have been the worst event in her life that has ever occurred.
13. Lindsay constantly forgives Danny whenever he makes a mistake.
14. She didn't totally shut out the idea of marrying Danny.
15. She DID marry Danny.
16. She planted the first kiss on Danny (see the unaired scene-or watch the end of "Green Piece").
17. Every once in a while, she kisses him first (such as when they made love on his pool table or when they got engaged).
18. She kicked his butt in pool.
19. She always brings a smile to his face.
20. She always expresses her feelings.
21. She knows he can be the guy that she wants him to be.
22. She knows that Danny IS the guy that she wants him to be.
23. She likes him a lot.
24. She always worries about him.
25. She's comfortable enough to talk about phone sex around him.
26. Lindsay's humorous stories make Danny chuckle-such as finding a dead beaver on her parents' property, and resisting the temptation to rope off the scene with crime scene tape and start processing.
27. She's the only one that truly makes him happy.
28. She's having his baby girl!
29. She's adorable and he knows it!
30. She has a baby girl with him!!
31. She is a great mom to baby Lucy!!

32. She knows enough about football to make Danny want to marry her.
33. She's one of Danny's precious things.

CSI: NY Relationships

DlovesL — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 11:38:54 CST

[Danny and Lindsay | Mac and Stella | Flack and Angell]

That's Amore...

Danny and Lindsay (Dantana or M&M's or The Messers)	Mac and Stella (SMacked)	Mac and Peyton (PMAC or Pac Mac)
Stella and Hawkes (Stawkes or Steldon)	Stella and Flack (Fiesta, Slack or Stack)	Flack and Angell (FlanNell or Flangell or Dang or Angellack)
Danny and Aiden (DnA)	Mac and Claire (Taken)	Stella and Adam (Adella)
Flack and Lindsay (FM Radio)	Mac and Lindsay (MeLty)	Adam and Kendall (One Night Stand)
Sheldon and Kara (Shara)	Stella and Danny (Stand Up)	Sheldon and Lindsay (Mohawkes)
Don and Samantha (Red Rain)		Relationship Names Are you an expert on shipper names?? Follow the link to a list of shipper names of CSI: NY. If you see any names or ships that are not up add them!

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607: Hammer Down

MyManicandI — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 06:08:32 CST

CSI: Miami \| 8.07: Bone Voyage	CSI: Crime Scene Investigation \| 10.07: The Lost Girl
	Original air date: November 11, 2009 Talk about this episode! Sign in or sign up and click EasyEdit to add to this pag

Episode recap: What was presumed to be a traffic accident leads to an investigation into an illegal organ harvesting ring. All three CSI teams put their efforts together to put an end to the crimes.

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Season 6

MyManicandI — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 06:05:33 CST

CSI: NY Season 6 Episode Guides

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2.) Name the page after an episode, using both the episode # and title, but before you click "Add Page," pull down the Use Template and select CSI NY Episode Guide.

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601: Epilogue	602: Blacklist	603: Lat 40° 47' N/Long 73° 58' W
604: Dead Reckoning	605: Battle Scars	606: It Happened to Me
607: Hammer Down	608: Cuckoo's Nest	609: Manhattanhenge
610: Second Chances	611:	612:
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608: Cuckoo's Nest

MyManicandI — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 06:04:03 CST

Original air date: November 18, 2009

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Episode recap: The team has to track down a serial killer against the clock while frantically looking for Flack, who has gone missing. Mac stands up for him arguing he reported the need to tend to a family problem, deliberately misleading Flack's commanding officer who suspects the real reason behind his behaviour. Mac wonders why Flack didn't tell the truth.

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The Secret of Makayla Taylor

queenlenna — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 17:12:18 CST

Mac and the team were checking out a crime scene. "What've we got?" "Victims name is Joanne..." Before Flack could finish his statement they heard a gunshot. "Ok, Lindsay and Danny will stay here. Stella and I will go check it out." Mac said leaving. The gunshot came from an apartment building down the street from the crime scene.

Mac and Stella ran in the apartment with their guns drawn. Mac walked around and stopped when he walked tot the living room. He ran over to a woman lying on the floor bleeding. "Peyton?" He asked shocked. She whispered something in his ear and cried. She propped her hand up for him to hold. It's been sixteen years since he's seen her. He tried to stop the bleeding but couldn't. Mac just stayed by her side until she bled out completely.

A teenage girl walked out in her pajamas carrying a baby. She stopped when she saw her mother lying in a pool of her own blood. "Oh my god!" Mac turned and looked at the girl. He felt horrible. Stella walked over and saw Peyton on the floor. "Um, Hi. I'm Detective Stella Bonasera. This is Detective Mac Taylor. We were wondering if we could ask you a couple questions." The girl nodded. "Ok. Come with us." She said guiding the girl to their car.

When they got to the lab. They were asking questions. "Would you like to tell us your name?" "Makayla." She said staring at the table. "Makayla, how old are you?" "Sixteen. What does this got to do with who shot my mother?" Stella sat down. Makayla stood up and started to walk around a bit because the baby was getting fussy.

Makayla turned her head and saw a girl step out of the elevator. "Lonna?" The girl turned her head and saw Makayla. She walked over. Stella turned her head and saw Lonna walking for the door. Makayla walked over. "Lonna can you take Mackendra?" "Sure." She said grabbing Mackendra and walking over to where Makayla could see her.

"Now, Makayla do you know who would do this to your mother?" "No. Everyone loved her. She was so kind to people and loved to help out." "Ok. Well would you want to stick around the lab for a bit so we could get a DNA sample and things?" "Sure." She said walking out with Stella. She walked over to a bench with Lonna and Mackendra. Stella walked back over with a couple of swabs. She swabbed the baby and then Makayla.

"Ok. If you just want to sit tight for a bit." Stella said getting up and walking away. Makayla turned to face Lonna. "How have you been?" "Fine and yourself?" "I've been better. My mom was shot and killed this morning." "Oh my god. Mak I'm so sorry." "It's ok. They're going to find who did this. I know it. My mom always told me how she loved to work here." Makayla said looking around. "It was nice to help people. She loved catching the bad guy." "Well I'm sorry that she's gone." "It's ok. I just don't know where I go from here. I never knew my dad. My mom never talked about him."

"I'm hoping that they can tell me who my father is by the DNA swab. My Aunt told me that he was a cop. My mom always said I had a passion for science like him. Maybe I'll meet him." Makayla heard the elevator ding and turned her head and watched as a woman carried a baby in. "Hey Lindsay!" The woman stopped and walked over to her sister. "Hey Lon. Who's this?" "This is Makayla and Mackendra Driscoll." "Driscoll?" "Yeah my mother was Peyton Driscoll she worked here. You know her?" "Yeah. How is she?" "She was murdered this morning." She said looking at the ground. "Oh. I'm sorry." "it's ok. So I'm guessing that would be the same Little Lucy that you can't stop bragging about huh Lon?" Lonna just blushed. "Well I have to go." LIndsay said carrying Lucy to the break room.

Makayla heard the elevator ding and saw a tall man walk out. "Um, Lon? Why don't you go take Kendra to the break room and I'll meet you there in a bit." "Ok? You alright?" "Yeah I'm fine." "Ok." She said getting up and carrying Kendra to the break room. The man walked over to Makayla. She stood up. "Bob." "What did you do?!?!" He said smacking her. She fell to the ground. He started to kick her. Mac came running with Flack. Mac ran and pinned him up against the wall. Flack stood behind him and cuffed him. "So you like beating on little girls. Huh? Come on buddy you're coming with me." He said walking him towards the door. "It's your fault Makayla!! It's your fault she's dead!!!"

Mac walked over and helped her up. "Are you ok?" "Yeah. I think so." She said putting her hand over her cheek. It burned. "Here come with me and we'll get you checked." He said walking her to Sheldon Hawkes. "Hey Mac, what's up?" "I need you to check her." He said walking Makayla over to a chair so she could sit down while Hawkes could examine her. "What happened?" "A man attacked her." "Who?" "His name is Robert. He was my mom's boyfriend. They broke up a couple weeks ago." "Why did they break up, do you know?" "He wasn't happy about Mackendra." "Why wasn't he happy about Mackendra?" "Because," Stella walked in and handed the results of the DNA to Mac. "Because she's your daughter." Makayla nodded. He pulled out Makayla's DNA results. "Oh my god." Makayla pulled her head up. "What?" She was looking at Hawkes who was reading over Mac's shoulder.

"She's your daughter." Hawkes said surprised. Makayla picked her head up and looked at Mac who was looking at her. Makayla grew wide eyed. She got up from the chair and slowly walked to Mac. She pulled out an envelope and handed it to him and left. She walked back to the bench she was sitting on earlier. She didn't know what to say to him. She didn't know anything about him. She was pretty sure that he didn't even know she existed. What would she say?

Mac was staring at the pictures in the envelope. There was one of Makayla when she was a baby and one of Mackendra when she was first born. He couldn't believe that Peyton didn't tell him. He wanted to be there. He wished he could go back in time and be there for her. He didn't want her to go through it alone.

Stella ran over to Mac. "We've got a hit on Peyton's case. We thought that you would want first crack." "Thank you Stella." He said grabbing the file. He was in interrogation. "Mr. Harris. Do you want to explain why we found your fingerprints on the gun that was used to murder Peyton Driscoll?" "You can't prove that those are my fingerprints." "Actually we can. Your fingerprints are in the system from your theft charge back in '02." "Why did you shoot Peyton?" "Because she kept my daughter from me." "Courts said I was her father. I came to visit one day and Peyton wouldn't let me in the door. So I was going to take Makenzie and raise her myself." "Well I have news for you." He said opening the file. "She's not your biological daughter. And her name is Makayla. You murdered an innocent woman and now you left a sixtenn year old girl without her mother and a seven month old baby without her grandmother." He grabbed the file and walked away.

He walked over to Makayla who was playing with Mackendra. "Do you ah, want to get something to eat? We could talk if you want." "Sure." she said smiling. They went to a little diner. Makayla was feeding Mackendra. "So is there anything you want to know about me?" Makayla asked while turning to face him. He thought for a minute. "What's your full name?" "Makayla Devonne Driscoll Taylor." He nodded accepting that answer. "Anything else?" "Did your mom ever mention me?" "A couple times lately its been alot but nothing that would've helped me find you." "Oh." "So what do we do now? With the whole custody thing I mean." "Well we can worry about that when it comes. Do you want me to drive to the apartment and you can grab your things?" "Sure." She said grabbing Mackendra and walking to the car.

They drove to the apartment. Mac helped Makayla pack. She couldn't believe what happened. In one day she had lost a mother and gained a father. She ran into an old friend and got to make new friends. She was packing away her pictures and stopped. She came across one picture that made her stop and think. "What's wrong?" Mac asked as he watched Makayla covered her mouth and began to cry. "I can't believe she's gone." Mac just knelt down and gave her a hug. She just wished that the day had gone differently but it hadn't. She was just glad that it gave her the opportunity to finally meet her father but it was at the expense of her mother.

CSI: NY Avatars

MyManicandI — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 13:19:07 CST

Mac Taylor
Stella Bonasera
Danny Messer
Lindsay Monore
Aiden Burn

Adam Ross
Sid Hammerback
Sheldon Hawkes
Don Flack
Jessica Angell

Stella and Adam

MyManicandI — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 09:32:40 CST

Welcome to Adella.
- Stella and Adam who are close friends not lovers

Record the evidence

Season 6

Episode 1: Stella and Adam have a one night stand but decide not to take it any further.

CSI: NY Caption Fun

MyManicandI — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 09:30:41 CST

CAPTION FUN!

This was on the NCIS Wetpaint, so I decided to try it out here.

THE RULES: Put a caption under the photo, but it CANNOT be what was said on the show.

tivaloveforever - I told you they weren't vitamins, Mac...	tivaloveforever - I said medium, not rare!
tivaloveforever - Have you not been flossing again?	tivaloveforever - I should've gone to specsavers...
tivaloveforever - this nose-scratching buisness is so worth the $5...	MyManicandI_Mac: Hello, What happened here then? Stella: There just aren't enough windows tivaloveforever - locking yourself in the closet is never the answer, Stella. NotteStellata: I shall abstain from making any Pyramus and Thisbe comments.
NotteStellata: A CSI: NY film noir vignette... The air was sultry and moist that day, the humidity rendering the smoke and the filth of the city even more unbearable… As I slung my coat over an arm preparing to leave, in comes a ringer from Detective Taylor, at the last minute, as usual. “Detective? Cancel your plans this evening. The Delacroix girl shot her father and herself in an apparent murder-suicide.” Siobhan Delacroix?! Surely not – her father was a respectable businessman and I’d had drinks with the girl myself last Thursday night. How could she have gotten involved in something so sordid? It soon dawned on me that for every taxi on the stifling city streets, there was another Manhattan… tivaloveforever - Aiden! Let us out of this goddamned mirror! Now! Your evil twin's staring at us!	tivaloveforever - I could say something right now Stella, but out of the fact that I'd get fired, I won't.
MyManicandI: The muffin man strikes again!

Mac And Stella Songs

moonlightsin — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 08:43:57 CST

Hey! I saw the Danny and Lindsay page for this so I thought, 'Let's do a SMACked song page'. So please post all songs that go hand-in-hand with SMacked, in the romance way and the best friend way! I will also accept rewrites aka parodies of songs and original songs as long as they apply.

Everytime - Britney Spears Notice me, take my hand Why are we strangers when Our love is strong Why carry on without me? Everytime I try to fly, I fall without my wings I feel so small I guess I need you, baby And everytime I see you in my dreams I see your face, it's haunting me I guess I need you, baby I make believe that you are here It's the only way I see clear What have I done You seem to move on easy Everytime I try to fly, I fall without my wings, I feel so small I guess I need you, baby And everytime I see you in my dreams I see your face, it's haunting me I guess I need you, baby I may have made it rain Please forgive me My weakness caused you pain And this song's my sorry At night I pray That soon your face will fade away Everytime I try to fly, I fall without my wings, I feel so small I guess I need you, baby And everytime I see your in my dreams I see your face, it's haunting me I guess I need you, baby	Rose of My Heart - Johnny Cash We're the best partners this worlds ever seen Together as close as can be Sometimes it's hard to find time inbetween To tell you what you are to me You are the rose of my heart You are the love of my life A flower not fading nor falling apart If you're tired rest your head on my arm Rose of my heart When sorrow holds you in her arms of clay It's raindrops that fall from your eyes Your smile's like the sun come to earth for a day You brighten my blackest of skies You are the rose of my heart you are the love of my life A flower not fading nor falling apart If you're cold let my love make you warm Rose of my heart So hard times or easy times what do i care There's nothing I'd change if I could The tears and the laughter are things that we share You hand in mine makes all times good You are the rose of my heart You are the love of my live A flower not fading nor falling apart Your my harbour in life's restless storm Rose of my heart
With or Without You - U2 See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I wait for you Sleight of hand and twist of faith On a bed of nails she makes me wait And i wait without you With or without you With or without you Through the storm we reach the shore You give it all but I want more And I'm waiting for you With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you And you give yourself away And you give yourself away And you give And you give And you give yourself away My hands are tied My body bruised she's got me with Nothing to win and Nothing to lose And you give yourself away And you give yourself away And you give And you give And you give yourself away With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you With or without you	Window in the Skies - U2 The shackles are undone, the bullets quit the gun The heat thats in the sun will come us when there's none The rule had been disproved, the stone it has been moved The grave is now a groove, all debts are removed Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? What its done to me? Love makes strange enemies, makes love where love may please The soul and its striptease, hate brought to its knees The sky over our head, we can reach it from our bed You let me in your heart and out of my head, head Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? Whats its doing to me? Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Please don't ever let me out of you I've got no shame, oh no, oh no Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see? Oh can't you see what love has done? What it's doing to me? (Oh can't you see what love has done) I know I hurt you and made you cry Did everything but murder you and I (Oh can't you see what love has done) (Oh can't you see what love has done) But love left a window in the skies (What its doing to me) And to love I rhapsodize (Oh can't you see what love has done?) To every broken heart (Oh can't you see what love has done?) For every heart that cries (Oh can't you see what love has done?) Love left a window in the skies (What it's doing to me?) And to love I rhapsodize
Girlfriend - Anti PMAC/SMACked rewrite {Chorus} Hey! Hey! Mac! Mac! No one likes your girlfriend! No way! No way! We think you need a new one Hey! Hey! Mac! Mac! Stella'll be your girlfriend Hey! Hey! Mac! Mac! We know that you like her No way! No way! It’s never been a secret Hey! Hey! Mac! Mac! Stella wants to be your girlfriend [Verse 1] Mac's so fine In Stella's mind Mac's so delicious She thinks about him all the time Mac's so addictive Don’t he know what she can do to make him feel alright? Don’t pretend Stella knows you're ** precious And Hell Yeah She's the *********** princess We can tell he likes her too and you know we're right [Bridge:] Peyton's like so whatever Mac could do so much better We think SMACked should be a CANON now And that’s what all the fans are talking about [Chorus:] [Verse 2] We can see the way, we see the way Mac looks at her And even when he looks away we know he thinks of her We know you talk about Stella again and again So go over there and tell her what we want to hear Better yet make Peyton disappear We don’t want to see her with Mac Taylor ever again (And again and again and again!) [Bridge] [Chorus] Hey! Hey! Mac! Mac! We know that you like her No way! No way! It’s never been a secret Hey! Hey! Mac! Mac! Stella wants to be your girlfriend In a second he’ll be wrapped around her finger Cause Stella, cause Stella does it better There’s no other So when's it gonna sink in? Peyton's stupid What the hell was Mac thinking?! [repeat] [Chorus]	Accidentally In Love - Counting Crows So she said whats the problem baby What's the problem I don't know Well maybe I'm in love (love) Think about it every time Think about it Can't stop thinking 'bout it How much will it take to cure this Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if it's love (love) Makes me wanna turn around and face me But I don't know nothing 'bout love Come on, Come on Turn a little faster Come on, Come on The world will after Come on, Come on Cause everybody's after love So I said I'm a snowball running Running down into a spring that's coming all this love Melting under blue skies Belting out sunlight Shimmering love Well baby I surrender To the strawberry ice cream Never ever end of all this love Well I didn't mean to do it But there's no escaping your love These lines of lightning Mean we're never alone Never alone, no, no Come on, Come on Move a little closer Come on, Come on I want to hear you whisper Come on, Come on Settle down inside my love Come on, Come on Jump a little higher Come on, Come on If you feel a little lighter Come on, Come on We were once Upon a time in love We're accidentally in love Accidentally in love [x7] Accidentally I'm in love, I'm in love I'm in love, I'm in love I'm in love, I'm in love Accidentally [x2] Come on, Come on Spin a little tighter Come on, Come on And the world's a little bigger Come on, Come on Just get yourself inside her Love.... I'm in love
Someone Like Me - Atomic Kitten Don't let your head rule your heart Don't let your world be torn apart Don't keep it all to yourself Just let all your emotions run free Thats the way it should be Someone like me I know it's hard when your feeling down To lift your feet up off the ground We make mistakes but doesn't everybody You don't always have to agree With someone like me Thats the way it should be Someone like me We know the story so far (what you want and who you are) What you want and who you are (free) Let all your emotions run free You don't always have to agree With someone like me Thats the way it should be Someone like me Someone like me	Valentine - Martina McBride If there were no words No way to speak I would still hear you If there were no tears No way to feel inside I still feel for you And even if the sun refused to shine Even if romance ran out of rhyme You would still have my heart until the end of time You're all I nee, my love, my Valentine All of my life I have been waiting for All you give to me You've opened my eyes And show me how to love unselfishly I've dreamed of this a thousand times before In my dreams I couldn't love you more I will give you my heart Until the end of time You're all I need, my love, my Valentine And even if the sun refused to shine Even if romance ran out of rhyme You will still have my heart until the end of time 'Cause all I need is you, my Valentine You're all I need, my love, my Valentine
You Are My Sunshine - Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dream I held you in my arms, But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken, So I hung my head and I cried. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are grey, You'll never know dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away. I'll always love you and make you happy, If you will only say the same, But if you leave me and love another, You will regret it all some day: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are grey, You'll never know dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away. You told me once, dear, you really loved me, And no one else could come between, But not you've left me and love another; You have shattered all of my dreams. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are grey, You'll never know dear, how much I love you, Please don't take away my sunshine. In all my dreams, dear, you seem to leave me, When I awake my poor heart pains, So when you come back and make me happy, I'll forgive you dear, I'll take all the blame. You are my sunhine, my only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are grey, You'll never know dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away.	Iris - Goo Goo Dolls And I'd give you forever to touch you Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life Cause sooner or later its over I just don't want to miss you tonight And I don't want the world to see me Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everythings made to be broken I just want you to know who I am And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything seems like the movies And you bleed just to know your alive And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is youring life Cause sonner or later its over I just don't want to miss you tonight And I don't want the world to see me Casue I don't think that they'd understand When everythings made to be broken I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am
Fix You- Coldplay (Delete if you don't agree) When you try your best but you don't succeed When you get what you want but not what you need When you feel so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse When the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something you can't replace When you love someone but it goes to waste Could it be worse? Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you High up above or down below When you are too in love to let it go But if you never try you'll never know Just what you're worth Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you Tears stream down your face When you lose something you cannot replace Tears stream down your face And I..... Tears stream down your face I promise you I'll learn from the mistakes Tears stream down your face And I..... Lights will guide you home And ignite you home And I will try to fix you.	Catch The Wind - Donovan In the chilly hours and minutes Of uncertainty, I want to be In the warm hold of your loving mind To feel you all around me And to take your hand, along the sand Ah, I might aswell try and catch the wind When sun down pales the sky I wanna hide a while, behind your smile And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find For me to love you now Would be the sweest thing, 'twould make me sing Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
Barbra Streisand / Bryan Adams - I've Finally Found Someone I finally found someone That knocks me off my feet I finally found the one That makes me feel complete It started over coffee We started out as friends It's funny how from simple things The best things begin This time it's different And it's all because of you It's better then it's ever been 'Cause we can talk it through My favorite line was "Can I call you sometime" It's all you had to say To take my breath away This is it, oh, I finally found someone Someone to share my life I finally found the one to be with every night 'Cause whatever I do It's just got to be you My life has just begun I finally found someone Did I keep you waiting (I didn't mind) I apologize (baby that's fine) I would wait forever to just to know you were mine You know, I love your hair (Are you sure it looks right?) I love what you wear (Isn't it too tight?) You're exceptional I can't wait for the rest of my life This is it, oh I finally found someone Someone to share my life I finally found the one To be with every night 'Cause whatever I do It's just got to be you My life has just begun I finally found someone 'Cause whatever I do It's just got to be you My life has just begun I finally found someone	Marc Anthony ft Tina Arena I Want To Spend My Lifetime Loving You Moon so bright, night so fine Keep your heart here with mine Life's a dream we are dreaming Race the moon, catch the wind Ride the night to the end Seize the day, stand up for the light I want to spend my lifetime loving you If that is all in life I ever do Heroes rise, heroes fall Rise again, win it all In your heart, can't you feel the glory? Through our joy, through our pain We can move worlds again Take my hand, dance with me I want to spend my lifetime loving you If that is all in life I ever do I will want nothing else to see me through If I could spend my lifetime loving you Though we know we will never come again When there is love, life begins Over and over again Save the night, save the day Save your love, come what may Love is worth everything we pay I want to spend my lifetime loving you If that is all in life I ever do I want to spend my lifetime loving you If that is all in life I ever do I will want nothing else to see me through If I can spend my life time loving you
Near To You- A Fine Frenzy He and I had something beautiful But so dysfunctional, it couldn't last I loved him so but I let him go 'Cause I know he'd never love me back Such pain as this Shouldn't have to be experienced I'm still reeling from the loss Still a little bit delirious Near to you, I am healing But it's taking so long 'Cause though he's gone And you are wonderful It's hard to move on Yet, I'm better near to you You and I have something different And I'm enjoying it cautiously Im battle scarred, I am working oh so hard To get back to who I use to be He's disappearing Fading subtly I'm so close to being yours Won't you stay with me Please Near to you, I am healing But it's taking so long 'Cause though he's gone And you are wonderful It's hard to move on Yet, I'm better near to you I only know that I am Better where you are I only know that I am Better where you are I only know that I belong Where you are Near to you, I am healing But it's taking so long Though he's gone And you are wonderful It's hard to move on Near to you, I am healing But it's taking so long 'Cause though he's gone And you are wonderful It's hard to move on Yet, I'm better near to you Yet, I'm better near to you	My Best Friend Tim McGraw I never had no one That I could count on I've been let down so many times I was tired of hurtin' So tired of searching 'Til you walked in to my life It was a feeling I've never known And for the first time I didn't feel alone You're more than a lover There could never be another To make me feel the way you do Oh, we just get closer I fall in love all over Every time I look at you I don't know where I'd be Without you here with me Life with you makes perfect sense You're my best friend You're my best friend Oh yeah You stand by me And you believe in me Like nobody ever has When my world goes crazy You're right there to save me You make me see how much I have And I still tremble When we touch And oh the look in your eyes When we make love You're more than a lover There could never be another To make me feel the way you do Oh, we just get closer I fall in love all over Every time I look at you I don't know where I'd be Without you here with me Life with you makes perfect sense You're my best friend You're my best friend You're more than a lover There could never be another To make me feel the way you do Oh, we just get closer I fall in love all over Every time I look at you I don't know where I'd be Without you here with me Life with you makes perfect sense You're my best friend You're my best friend (my best friend) You're my best friend (my best friend)
Lucky by Jason Mraz ft. Colbie Caillat Do you hear me? Talking to you Across the water Across the deep blue ocean Under the open sky Oh my, baby I'm trying Boy I hear you in my dreams I feel your whisper across the sea I keep you with me in my heart You make it easier when life gets harder Lucky I'm in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again Ohhhohhhohhhohhohhohhhohh They don't know how long it takes Waiting for a love like this Every time we say goodbye I wish we had one more kiss I'll wait for you, I promise you I will Lucky I'm in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again Lucky we're in love in every way Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed Lucky to be coming home someday And so I'm sailing through the sea To an island where we'll meet You'll hear the music fill the air I'll put a flower in your hair Though the breezes through the trees Move so pretty, you're all I see As the world keeps spinning round You hold me right here right now Lucky I'm in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again Lucky we're in love in every way Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed Lucky to be coming home someday Ohhhohhhohhhohhohhohhhohh Ohhhohhhohhhohhohhohhhohhohhohhohh	No Envy, No Fear by Joshua Radin Some are reaching, few are there Want to reign from a hero's chair Some are scared to fly so high Well this is how we have to try Have no envy and no fear Have no envy and no fear Brother brother we all see Your hiding out so painfully See yourself come out to play A lover's rain will wash away Your envy and your fear So have no envy and no fear When your sister turns to leave Only when she's most in need Take away the cause of pain By showing her we're all the same Have no envy and no fear Have no envy and no fear Every day we try to find Search our hearts and our minds The place we used to call our home Can't be found when we're alone So have no envy and no fear Have no envy and no fear
Chemicals React by Aly and Aj You make me feel out of my element Like I'm walkin' on broken glass Like my worlds spinnin' in slow motion And you're movin' too fast Were you right, was I wrong Were you weak, was I strong, yeah Both of us broken Caught in a moment We lived and we loved And we hurt and we jumped, yeah But the planets all aligned When you looked into my eyes And just like that The chemicals react The chemicals react You make me feel out of my element Like I'm drifting out to the sea Like the tides pullin' me in deeper Makin' it harder to breathe We cannot deny, how we feel inside We cannot deny Were you right, was I wrong Were you weak, was I strong, yeah Both of us broken Caught in a moment We lived and we loved And we hurt and we jumped, yeah But the planets all aligned When you looked into my eyes And just like that The chemicals react The chemicals react Kaleidoscope of colors Turning hopes on fire, sun is burning Shining down on both of us Don't let us lose it (don't let us lose it...) Were you right, was I wrong Were you weak, was I strong, yeah Both of us broken Caught in a moment We lived and we loved And we hurt and we jumped, yeah We lived We loved We hurt We joked We're right We're wrong We're weak We're strong We lived to love But the planets all aligned When you looked into my eyes And just like that Watch the chemicals react And just like that The chemicals react (The chemicals react)	Barry Louis Polisar- All I Want Is You If I was a flower growing wild and free All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee. And if I was a tree growing tall and green All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves If I was a flower growing wild and free All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee. And if I was a tree growing tall and green All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea. If you were a river in the mountains tall, The rumble of your water would be my call. If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow Just as long as you were with me, when the cold winds blow. All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea. If you were a wink, I'd be a nod If you were a seed, well I'd be a pod. If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea. If you were the wood, I'd be the fire. If you were the love, I'd be the desire. If you were a castle, I'd be your moat, And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float. All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.
"One Step at a Time" by Jordin Sparks Hurry up and wait So close, but so far away Everything that you've always dreamed of Close enough for you to taste But you just can't touch You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it You know you can if you get the chance In your face as the door keeps slamming Now you're feeling more and more frustrated And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting [Chorus:] We live and we learn to take One step at a time There's no need to rush It's like learning to fly Or falling in love It's gonna happen and it's Supposed to happen and we Find the reasons why One step at a time You believe and you doubt You're confused, you got it all figured out Everything that you always wished for Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours If they only knew You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it You know you can if you get the chance In your face as the door keeps slamming Now you're feeling more and more frustrated And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting [Chorus] When you can't wait any longer But there's no end in sight when you need to find the strength It's your faith that makes you stronger The only way you get there Is one step at a time [Chorus x2]	Friend Like You - Joshua Radin I like the way you're not afraid You got the world planned in your mind People say you cannot do well They don't know a friend like you The girl you love has gone away Still too young to know her heart She'll return her love renewed 'Cause she'll never find a friend like you When I had no one to call All the world had shut me down I showed up at your door so blue Thank god i had a friend like you Many times I've gone without a home a meal A pair of shoes, if you had three you'd give me two There ain't no other friend like you
The Way Old Friends Do - Abba You and I can share the silence Finding comfort together The way old friends do And after fights and words of violence We make up with each other The way old friends do Times of joy and times of sorrow We will always see it through Oh I don't care what comes tomorrow We can face it together The way old friends do You and I can share the silence Finding comfort together The way old friends do And after fights and words of violence We make up with each other The way old friends do Times of joy and times of sorrow We will always see it through Oh I don't care what comes tomorrow We can face it together The way old friends do We can face it together The way old friends do	To Be With You - David Archuleta (sung with Kara Dioguardi) I've been alone so many nights now And I've been waiting for the stars to fall I keep holding out for what I don't know To be with you Just to be with you So here I am, staring at the moon tonight Wondering how you look in this light Maybe you're somewhere thinking about me, too To be with you, there's nothing I wouldn't do And I can imagine two worlds spinning apart Come together eventually And when we finally meet I'll know it's right I'll be at the end of my restless road But this journey, it was worth the fight To be with you Just to be holding you for the very first time Never letting go What I wouldn't give to feel that way Oh, to be with you And I can imagine two worlds spinning apart Come together eventually And when you're standing here in front of me That's when I know that God does exist 'Cause he will have answered every single prayer To be with you Just to be with you, yeah You
Violet Delight by Michal Towber Don't act like that, don't shut me out Like I'm a stranger and she's not You're all I dream Violet delight You wake me in the night It's rare that I should care this much It's stupid that I want your touch Now I understand that you can't Live with all I am Don't wake me up, I'm someone new The perfect girl who's right for you I want it all, I want the pain When you are gone, it rains It's rare that I should care this much It's stupid that I need your touch Now I understand that you can't Live with all I am Orchestra drown me I'm deaf in sound sleep It's rare that I should care this much It's stupid how I need your touch Now I understand that you can't Live with all I, live with all I Live with all I am	The Saltwater Room by Owl City (female voice by Breanne Duren) I opened my eyes last night and saw you in the low light Walking down by the bay, on the shore, Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore I was feeling the night grow old and you were looking so cold Like an introvert, I drew my over shirt Around my arms and began to shiver violently before You happened to look and see the tunnels all around me Running into the dark underground All the subways around create a great sound To my motion fatigue: farewell With your ear to a seashell You can hear the waves in underwater caves As if you actually were inside a saltwater room Time together is just never quite enough When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home What will it take to make or break this hint of love? We need time, only time When we're apart whatever are you thinking of? If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone? So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? All the time, all the time Can you believe that the crew has gone and wouldn't let me sign on? All my islands have sunk in the deep, So I can hardly relax or even oversleep I feel as if I were home some night When we count all the ship lights I guess we'll never know why sparrows love the snow We'll turn off all of the lights and set this ballroom aglow So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love All the time (all the time) Time together is just never quite enough When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home What will it take to make or break this hint of love? We need time, only time When we're apart whatever are you thinking of? If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone? So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? All the time, all the time
You've Got A Friend In Me by Randy Newman You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me When the road looks rough ahead And you're miles and miles From your nice warm bed Just remember what your old pal said Boy, you've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me You've got troubles, well I've got 'em too There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you We stick together and we see it through You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me Some other folks might be A little bit smarter than I am Bigger and stronger too Maybe But none of them will ever love you the way I do It's me and you And as the years go by Boys, our friendship will never die You're gonna see It's our destiny You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me	You've Got A Friend by Carole King, James Taylor When youre down and troubled And you need a helping hand And nothing, whoa nothing is going right. Close your eyes and think of me And soon I will be there To brighten up even your darkest nights. You just call out my name, And you know whereever I am Ill come running, oh yeah baby To see you again. Winter, spring, summer, or fall, All you have to do is call And Ill be there, yeah, yeah, yeah. Youve got a friend. If the sky above you Should turn dark and full of clouds And that old north wind should begin to blow Keep your head together and call my name out loud And soon I will be knocking upon your door. You just call out my name and you know where ever I am Ill come running to see you again. Winter, spring, summer or fall All you got to do is call And Ill be there, yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, aint it good to know that youve got a friend? People can be so cold. Theyll hurt you and desert you. Well theyll take your soul if you let them. Oh yeah, but dont you let them. You just call out my name and you know wherever I am Ill come running to see you again. Oh babe, dont you know that, Winter spring summer or fall, Hey now, all youve got to do is call. Lord, Ill be there, yes I will. Youve got a friend. Youve got a friend. Aint it good to know youve got a friend. Aint it good to know youve got a friend. Youve got a friend.
Absolute - The Fray I've seen this one before, the girl she gets away Everybody knows it but no one tries to stop it Cause she barely even knows him but if she could see inside Everything is quiet as she waits to tell him who she is Is this all we get to be absolute Quiet but I'm sure there is something here Tell me everything cause I want to hear It's a kiss sits upon on her lips that waits for planes and battle ships She wants to be a dancer and he has got a picture On his wall and it's a sailor in a new port every night Yet man was born to trouble like sparks fly upwards innocent Is this all we get to be absolute Quiet but I'm sure there is something here Tell me everything cause I want to hear All we are and all we want Forty years come and gone All we are in photographs Will never be taken Quiet but I'm sure there is something here Tell me everything cause I want you here Quiet but I'm sure there is something here Tell me everything cause I want to hear	Maybe I'm Amazed - The Beatles Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time. Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you. Maybe I'm amazed at the way you pulled me out in time, and hung me on a line. Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you. Maybe I'm a man, maybe I'm a lonely man who's in the middle of something that he doesn't really understand. Maybe I'm a man, maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me. Baby, won't you help me understand? Maybe I'm a man, maybe I'm a lonely man who's in the middle of something that he doesn't really understand. Maybe I'm a man, maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me. Baby, won't you help me understand? Maybe I'm amazed at the way you're with me all the time. Maybe I'm afraid of the way I leave you. Maybe I'm amazed at the way you help me sing my song, right me when I'm wrong. Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you. Oh, Oooooh
Stella by Starlight - Frank Sinatra The song a robin sings Through years of endless springs The murmur of a brook at eventide That ripples by a nook where two lovers hide A great symphonic theme That's Stella by starlight And not a dream My heart and I agree She's everything on earth to me A great symphonic theme That's Stella by starlight And not a dream My heart and I agree She's everything on earth to me	Can't Stop by MoZella Speak to me, read my mind Fill your mouth, with flesh and wine And I'll be yours, just give me time Give me time... Cause you have everything I could ever want You have everything I could ever want You speak to my soul like you've known it before And I just can't stop Lord I can't stop, myself I can't stop Lord I can't stop, myself, now... I'm loosing sleep, over you And I don't know what, I've got myself into You just have something that I need I can't put my finger on it You can't put yours on me You have everything I could ever want You have everything I could ever want You speak to my soul like you've known it before And I just can't stop Lord I can't stop, myself I can't stop Lord I can't stop, myself, now.. (Now) That you know, I can't get enough I gotta have all your love You have everything I could ever want You have everything I could ever want You speak to my soul like you've known it before And I just can't stop Lord I can't stop, myself I can't stop Lord I can't stop, myself I won't stop Lord I can't stop, myself I can't stop Lord I can't stop, myself, now...
Around You - Ingrid Michaelson I call you my friend And thats all that I do Why do I have to pretend To find ways to be around you? You've been there all along Holding my hand like you do. Why do I feel that its wrong To love to be around you? And I think I'm losing my mind maybe I've been hopelessly blind to your beauty And you have a sweet sinful smile I'm in trouble Cuz you turn me upside down and around and around Do you feel what I feel? Well? Do you feel this way too? That every wound seems to heal when I am around you And I must be losing my mind Maybe I have been hopelessly blind to your beaauty. And you have a sweet sinful smile I'm in trouble You turn me upside down and around and around and around And I must be losing my mind maybe you have a sweet sinful smile I'm in trouble Cuz you turn me upside down and around and around Turn me upside down and around and around Turn me upside down and around and around My feet don't touch the ground when I'm around you When I'm around you you you you you	You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift (:]) (This song -> the Mac, Stella, Peyton triangle) You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset She's going off about something that you said She doesnt get your humour like I do I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like And she'll never know your story like I do But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along so why can't you see? You belong with me You belong with me Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself Hey isnt this easy? And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down You say you find I know you better than that Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that? She wears high heels, I wear sneakers She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along so why can't you see? You belong with me Standin by, waiting at your back door All this time how could you not know that? You belong with me You belong with me Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me. Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you? Been here all along so why can't you see? You belong with me Standing by or waiting at your back door All this time how could you not know that You belong with me You belong with me Have you ever thought just maybe You belong with me You belong with me
Anywhere But Here - SafetySuit Is this the end of the moment Or just a beautiful unfolding Of a love that will never be? Or maybe be Everything that I never thought could happen Or ever come to pass and I wonder If maybe Maybe I could be All you ever dreamed, cause you are Beautiful inside So lovely and I Cant see why Id do anything without you, you are And when Im not with you I know that its true That Id rather be anywhere but here without you Is this a natural feeling Or is it just me bleeding All my thoughts and dreams In hope that you will be with me or Is this a moment to remember Or just a cold day in December? I wonder If maybe Maybe I could be All you ever dreamed, cause you are Beautiful inside So lovely and I Can't see why Id do anything without you, you are And when Im not with you I know that its true That Id rather be anywhere but here without you Is this the end of the moment Or just a beautiful unfolding Of a love that will never be For you and me? Cause you are Youre beautiful inside Youre so lovely and I Can't see why Id do anything without you, you are And when Im not with you, I know that its true That Id rather be anywhere but here without you

The Wost Decision of My Life

lminroe23 — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 18:41:07 CST

Rating_-PG-13

Enjoy : )

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" Lucy wake up." Danny said shaking his daughter." Lucy c'mon I have a suprise for you." He said as she lifted her head and looked at her dad.Danny smiled and said " Happy Birthday princess."

What would be the name of Flack and Angell's baby girl if they had had one?

mrs.ethier — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 16:19:58 CST

1. (RyderBPD)
Katelyn (or Caitlin) Elise Flack--Katelyn/Caitlin is an Irish name and Elise is a French name, thus paying tribute to the different parts of her parents' heritage. :)

2.{mrs.ethier}
Hazel Marie Flack