Summary: Danny, Hawkes, and Lindsay find themselves trapped in a warehouse with rabid dogs.
Sheldon Hawkes was looking up at the abandon warehouse with a confused look on his face. Mac had called him to tell him that there had been a homicide or something at that accord. Hawkes shot a glance at his watch to see that it was barely four in the morning and he shivered. This place gave off a creepy vibes. "This place is nice," he muttered, as he looked around for the police escort that had gone in before him to check out the warehouse before him. Just then a hand touched his shoulder and he jumped. He automatically spun around to face Danny Messer and Lindsay Monroe. "Don't do that. I don't want to end up in the Morgue any time soon." That got both CSIs to smile.
"Oh, so sorry, Hawkes," Danny said, as he looked up at the warehouse. "So this is the place. Kinda creepy."
"You guys grew up here, how is this creepy?" Lindsay asked, as she looked up at the warehouse. "It's just an abandoned warehouse. Nothing more than walls, floors, and ceilings."
"Hmm, plus a dead body in there," Hawkes pointed out, as he turned to face them. "Mac said that it's either a homicide or a suicide. He doesn't know which. The person who called it in, says that it sounded like a pack of wild animals was ripping up a person alive."
"Alive?" both Danny and Lindsay asked, as they looked over at him. "You're joking right?" Hawkes shook his head.
"Now that's creepy," Lindsay said, as she turned to look at the warehouse. They heard police sirens somewhere behind them, but it didn't bother them. The city was always noisy. "So, why are we going inside yet?"
"They're checking out the scene to make sure that it's clear," Hawkes said, as he turned to face the warehouse. "Or something like that. They didn't want me to go in there with them."
"So technically we don't really know what we got," Danny said, as he looked around. "Great, we're going in blind." He ran his hand along the trunk of the police squad car. "So what are the police officers doing?"
"They're securing the scene, or so they said, when they pushed me back when I got here."
"They can get territorial and bossy," Danny muttered, as he turned to face his fellow CSIs. "But don't let it get to you, Hawkes. We do the same to them, when they get in our crime scenes. We tend to snap at them and tell them to back off."
"I remember you telling one to go jump out a window once," Hawkes replied, as he came over to stand next to Danny's side as he leaned against the back of the squad car. "I don't think I've ever seen a Police Officer get upset like that."
"Who called it in?" Lindsay asked, as she looked around at the other empty warehouses, while she put her hair up in a pony tail. "The supposed victim/s? A neighbor? A person passing by?"
"A homeless guy," Hawkes answered. "There was an awful lot of noise coming from this one warehouse, he said, for this time of night. Sounded like wild dogs attacking a cat."
"Why do I have a hunch that it wasn't a cat." Lindsay slid her hands into her pockets and came closer to their sides.
"Because, Miss Montana, we're not called for Kitty Homicides," Danny pointed out. "That's not our department."
"Ah, but I would like to be in Kitty Homicides."
"Ever seen a cat who's been skinned before, Lindsay?" Hawkes asked her, as she cringed at the thought. "Didn't think so. That's why we're not in Kitty Homicides."
"Yo," a harsh voice called out, and Lindsay jumped. She stumbled forward and slammed into both Hawkes and Danny. Danny quickly looked past her to see that it had been one of the Police Officers who had spoken. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya, labbie."
"Don't call me that," Lindsay snapped, as she moved away from Hawkes and Danny's sides. She shot them both an apologetic smile, as she turned to face the officers. "Is it okay for us to go in there yet?"
"Yeah, we found the body on the first floor towards the back."
"Nothing else?" Danny asked, as they gathered up their cases, as started to head towards the warehouse.
"Nope."
"Then, I guess it's our turn." Danny shot a glance at his fellow CSIs. "Come on, guys. Let's go do this."
"After you," both said, as they gestured for him to go in front of him.
"Chickens," Danny muttered under his breath, as he took off for the doors. "It's nothing but an empty warehouse."
"Yeah, with a dead body in it," Lindsay replied. "Yeah, Messer, nothing creepy about that."
"Oh, grow up." The door slammed shut behind them, and both Hawkes and Lindsay jumped a bit. That got Danny to chuckle. "Okay, where did the nice officer say that the body was?"
"On the first floor in the back." Lindsay looked around for a light switch and found none. "I don't think there's any lights of any kind in here."
"Oh, that's just great." Danny pulled out a flashlight from his kit and turned it on. "Come on, we need to do this."
"Yes, Sir," both replied, as they followed him. "Nothing creepy about this."
"Oh, yuck," Lindsay said, as she turned away from the body, when she saw it. "That's totally gross." She took a step towards the body. "It looks like it was eaten."
"Linds, now that's a horrible thing to say," Hawkes muttered, as he came up to her side and flashed his light on the body only to freeze. "But you're right. The body was eaten."
"Okay, that's just creepy." She looked at the body. "Eaten by what?"
"By the looks of it, dogs."
"Dogs?" Lindsay turned to look at him. "Like fluffy?" Referring to the small toy size dog.
"No, I was thinking more like Doberman size." Hawkes shot her a smile, as he hunched down to get a closer look at the body as Danny starting to take pictures of the body. "Looks like a kill bite to the throat. Then a couple good bites to the main body parts."
"Eww," both Danny and Lindsay said, as Lindsay started to get into her kit to help Hawkes process the body for any evidence. "Okay, what do you want me to do?"
"Look around for any evidence of where our murders went," Hawkes said, as he looked up at her. "But try to be careful. They might still be in the building."
"But I thought the officers cleared the building?" Lindsay said, as she flashed ehr light around the floor looking for any trace of blood or any other signs that the canine murders may have left in their haste of leaving the murder scene.
"But I don't think they cleared the place for the presence of dogs," Danny said, as he came up behind her, and she jumped. "Jumpy, Montana?"
"Messer, I swear, if I find those dogs, I'll leave them to you," Lindsay snapped, as she turned and headed off away from them. Danny chuckled softly as he moved up to Hawkes side and hunched down next to him. "Idiots." She then paused when she spotted the set of bloody paw prints. She took out her camera and slowly began to take pictures.
"Now that wasn't nice," Danny muttered, as he looked over at Hawkes. "She called us idiots." Danny began to look over the body to search for evidence that may help them identify who he is.
"Danny," Hawkes whispered to him, causing him to look up from the body.
"What?" Danny muttered, as he followed his gaze. "What she done now?"
"I think we may have found the ones who attacked this man." Danny's eyes grew wide when he saw the pack of dogs creeping up behind Lindsay who was taking pictures, totally oblivious to their presence. "She doesn't even know that they're there."
"We better tell here, before she gets hurt."
"Lindsay!" Both Hawkes and Danny yelled, causing her to spin to face the dogs. "Don't Panic." Her eyes grew wide in fear as the dogs started to head towards her.
"Oh, this can't be good," she muttered, as the lead dog lunged for her throat.