Summary: As it nears the anniversary of her friends untimely deaths, Lindsay gets the shock of her life while at a crime scene with her colleagues which is spooky in it's own rights. Lindsay centric but has Danny and Lindsay fluff and the other characters are featured. Mostly AU but based on some episodes from later seasons, be open minded please:). It is set in season 2 but she's already been working there a year.
Authors Note: I'm not American so sorry for any mistakes, I'd love a beta for this story I can see It going far. I'm making a trailer for it as I type so look out for that, I'll paste the URL link in the next chapter.
Disclaimer: What the hell do you think, I wish I owned CSI:New York, if I did then the show wouldn't have been cancelled-.-.
This time of the year was always the hardest for Lindsay Monroe, for everyone who knew her and her story knew she was most vulnerable during this period, but especially this year. It was 13 years ago since her best friends, who she would've called her sisters were murdered in the next room to her. Many times she asked her self why she was the only one. Why did she get to live.
Lindsay woke up to the sound of bird song and the busy traffic of New York City, like she had for the passed year. But today it was different, she knew that no matter how badly she hurt she needed to keep going, and not break down. She never cried in front of anyone except her family. Never cried in front of her colleagues. 'I'm strong…' she thought to herself while she looked in the mirror, but then her face dropped ''yeah right'' she mocked herself. She was about to go get changed for work when her eyes fell upon a photo of her and her dad when she was a teenager and then at last… a photo of her and her best friends taken by the waitress in the restaurant where they were murdered. Lindsay must of been stood staring at that photo for 10 minutes tears threatening to escape down her face when she was suddenly brought back to reality by her pager. Homicide and possible kidnapping, Amityville Danny will meet you there. Mac. ''The show must go on,'' she said to her apartment as she got ready for work. 45minutes later she arrived at the house Mac had informed her on, while she was driving over. He was right, Danny was already there and waiting for her. He turned and smiled at her as she pulled over, she gave him a sad smile. He knew what tomorrow was for her, he and the rest of the team all knew too well. So they decided that they would take her out tonight to try and release some of the pressure she was under. ''Montana.'' He said as he walked over to meet her, she glanced at him quickly before grabbing her case and closing the door to her car. ''You alright?'' He asked worry and sadness evident in his eyes. ''Danny, I'm fine, I'm okay,'' she didn't want the fuss, but she appreciated his care for her. Though they've only known each other for a year, he already knows all about her past.
Danny lifted the crime scene tape for her to walk under, she smiled her thanks as they walked to the house together. ''Thank you guys for coming all my guys are out at a crash.'' The Sheriff said to the two young csi's. ''The reports said a little girl was missing?'' Lindsay asked politely as she saw him lift up a family photo frame. ''Rose Duncan, that's her in the middle, we have alerts out, the rest of the family's inside. No signs of B&E place doesn't look tossed, it's shaping up like a murder-suicide. And just so you know the media is going to be all over this.'' The Sheriff said cautiously. ''Yeah, multiple homicide, it's expected.'' Danny said in a calm tone keeping an eye on Lindsay, she saw him looking and just glared at him, she was interrupted by the Sheriff. ''No this one's going to be covered differently.'' He replied as Lindsay asked, ''why's that'' sheepishly. "31 years ago, the former owner Bill Willings shot himself in this house, 2 days later his daughter disappeared. Bills wife Betty claims her husband was hearing voices, told people the house was possessed by evil spirits,'' he explained. ''Just like the Amityville Horror,'' Lindsay spoke slowly studying the Sheriffs expression. ''All I know is the folks inside this house were good people for Bill Duncan to shoot his family, commit suicide…there's gotta be an explanation other than, ghosts made him do it.'' Lindsay and Danny nodded in agreement as the Sheriff turned away.
She pulled out a video camera from her case and started recording, ''This is Detective Lindsay Monroe. I'm at 1135 Ocean Avenue, Amityville, New York.'' She spoke clearly as they stepped inside. Danny crouched down next to one of the bodies and Lindsay began to speak again. ''I have two bodies in the hall, both male. Believed to be the sons, Tommy and Charlie Duncan. Both are lying prone, in a north to south direction. Both appeared to have sustained single gun shot wounds to the back, no apparent stippling to indicate that they were shot from a medium to long range. Gravitational blood drops indicate both victims were running towards the door when they were shot. Third victim, female believed to be Amy Duncan Age 35,'' Lindsay crouched down towards the body and rolled her over to view her back. ''Also received a single gun shot wound to the back, no apparent stippling. Final victim, male believed to be Gill Duncan, 38, shotgun 6 inches east from his left hand single gun shot wound to the abdomen.'' Danny lifted up Gill's shirt for Lindsay to get a good view, ''circular bruise pattern can be seen around the wound, bulge on one end consistent with the weapons foresight.'' Danny looked up at her, she was staring at the shot gun. Lindsay's breaths became short and fast like she was gasping for air. He put a steady hand on her shoulder which pulled her back to reality she looked at him greatful of his suport. She continued, '' indicates a close contact shot, still consistent with suicide.'' She looked at the body before Danny spoke, ''right I'm out of step plates, I'll be back I'm just going to get some more.''
A few seconds after he had left Lindsay got up and took a few paces on the step plates he had previously placed on the floor, so she could get a good angle on the room when suddenly one of the photo frames on the wall dropped and smashed on the floor causing Lindsay to scream and drop the camera. She cursed under her breath for being so childish, she leant down to pick up the camera and clicked play to see if it was damaged. Thankfully it wasn't it started playing she watched intently for the next few seconds when she heard a nose coming from behind her. ''Danny?'' She called out hoping it was just another one of Messers pranks although today she wasn't up for it. She turned to put the video camera on the draws next to her in the hall when she heard it again. Lindsay clicked on her flashlight and peered down the hallway. ''Danny is that you?'' But it wasn't, a figure dressed in black approached her, and grabbed her elbows. ''Get out Lindsay, get out…'' The male voice whispered, it sounded familiar but she couldn't place it even if she wanted to, the voice made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. He shoved her out of the way and ran, she regained her balance and grabbed her gun in a hurry to follow.
She slipped through a hole in the wall and drew her weapon in front of her for protection, it was dark. The passage way seemed to be going on forever. Until she came to a door, she counted to 3 then stormed in, surprising Danny and herself. ''Woah woah woah, what you doin?'' Danny asked, his thick New York/ Italian accent made her feel safe. ''You didn't see him?'' She asked cautiously she gave a quick look around the room then back into the passage way before turning back to Danny. ''See who?'' He asked now worrying for his partners encounter. Danny led Lindsay outside where the Sheriff was waiting after Danny had called him back to the scene. ''I've got my boys doing a canvas of the scene, but so far no evidence of there being another man here has been found.'' He said to the pair, Lindsay looked shocked, ''Do you not believe me?'' She asked the Sheriff who sighed. ''All I'm saying is people come to town and get caught up in the folk law.'' That was it, ''Do we look like we're here buying post cards? He said my name.'' Danny put his hand on Lindsay's shoulder and spoke clearly, ''Look Sheriff, we've got a lot of work to do here so if you and you're men secure the perimeter, we'd really appreciate it.'' The Sheriff nodded, ''sure,'' as he walked away. ''Hey you know what Danny, he scratched my arm,'' Lindsay said looking down at the nail marks on her arm and bent down to get a swab. ''He left his DNA behind,'' she gave him a weak smile.
4 Hours later they were back at the lab and sat in their office waiting for DNA to come back off Lindsay's arm, when suddenly Mac paged Danny and Lindsay 911. They hurried into their boss's office and noticed that everyone was there. Mac, Stella, Hawkes, Adam, Flack, Jess and even Sid was there. Adam was holding a sheet of paper looking shaken up. ''Yo, what's up?'' Danny asked Flack who shook his head when Mac spoke, ''Lindsay take a seat.'' Lindsay did as she was told, and sat down next to Jess on the sofa. ''Adam got a hit off the DNA we got off your arm from earlier this morning.'' Lindsay and Danny both looked at Adam, ''well?'' Danny prompted him to give the results. ''Err… right… I'm sorry Linds… the DNA came back to Daniel Katums.'' Lindsay froze, she didn't move. She didn't blink or even take a breath, her lungs burned for oxygen but her body wouldn't allow it. How could it be him? He's supposed to be in jail up in Bozeman? He touched her? How did he know where she was? Questions were spinning around her head, she couldn't think anymore, she could not breathe. She collapsed in a heap onto Jess. ''LINDSAY,'' Danny yelled as he and Sheldon rushed over to her.
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