Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I do not OWN CSI:NY, nor do I own the characters from that show that are in this story, like Danny, Lindsay, Mac, Don Flack, Hawkes, Stella and so forth, you know the characters that are actually on the show. I appeciate the creaters of that fine show coming up with those characters and this show, cause now I get to write a fan fic about it.

I do own my own characters, especially Alexa! She's all mine folks.

Now just a quick note... the story could start off slow, the first couple of chapters may not be super exciting but please before you make a judgment about the story, let me write and post a few chapters so that I can actually have a chance to get the story going! Please read and review and please please please, be NICE and only give Constructive Critiscm. Now if you have anything NEGATIVE to say, please Do Not do it in a review but send me a private message please. Like always, I hope you will give my story a chance and I hope I give you something worth reading.

Thanx, Kris

Chapter 1

Alexa was extremely nervous as she walked down the street towards her apartment building. She had the disc hidden in her jacket pocket, with the decoy disc in her purse. She knew that if they were going to attempt to take the disc, they would take her purse thinking she had left it in there, but she wasn't that stupid. She looked around her, jumping at every little noise and hoped that her across the hall neighbor was at home. Alexa knew her neighbor across the hallway in her apartment building was a New York Police Detective and that meant that he should be able to help her out. She could hear the heavy boots walking behind her, and it was clear that they were speeding up so they could overtake her before she got to her building. Alexa knew she needed to make it to her building and fast, she had a feeling if this person caught up to her, they weren't just going to go for the disc.

Alexa immediately took off at a run and made it to her building, her keys were already in her hand and she unlocked the door and made it inside, slamming the front door closed behind her as the person made it there. Alexa ran for the stairs and ran upstairs, she was praying that her neighbor was home, because that guy was already working on a way through that downstairs door.

When she made it to her floor she ran straight for her neighbors door and started knocking fast and hard on the door. If he wasn't home at all, then she was going to be in big trouble. She could hear movement inside the apartment and as she kept glancing towards the elevators and stairs, she was praying he opened the door before the man who was chasing her got to the floor. Suddenly as she raised her hand to knock again, the door flew open and she pushed her way into the apartment, noticing that he had his gun in his hand, good, he might need it.

"What the…" Don said as he looked at her.

"Hi, I am your neighbor, across the hall. I don't know if you remember me or anything. Look I work for a major company and I am not going into details about what it is that I do for a living, but I happened to come across some major illegal activities at work and now they want to kill me and some guy was chasing me just a few minutes ago and I am not sure how long before he gets to this floor, but luckily he should just go for my apartment." Alexa said, as she babbled like she always did when she was extremely scared and nervous.

"Whoa, calm down. Let's start with your name." Don said as he motioned for her to take a seat on the couch. If the guy went for her apartment, then he should have some time because he doubted that a professional would risk being caught to start breaking down other doors in the building looking for her.

"Alexa Jamieson." Alexa stated as she bounced her legs nervously.

"Well, Alexa, I am Detective Don Flack, I am guessing you knew I was a cop?" Don asked her with an arched eyebrow.

"Yes, that's why I came here." Alexa said. "Are you going to be able to help me out here?"

"I can try. Let me make a couple of phone calls, get some of my co-workers to come down here and we can go from there." Don said as he watched her take her jacket off.

Don walked away from where he left her on the couch and went through his phone, looking for Mac's number and once he came across it, he hit the call button and waited for Mac to pick it up. Lt. Mac Taylor was someone he could trust to figure any crazy puzzle out and if there was some sort of evidence of a crime, then he trusted Mac to be able to find it or figure out what it meant.

"Taylor…" The gruff voice answered on the other end.

"Mac it's me." Don said simply, waiting for Mac to come full awake.

"Flack? What's the matter?" Mac asked after a moment of complete silence.

"Someone showed up at my apartment, completely terrified. A young woman by the name of Alexa Jamieson. She says she works for a major company and came across some illegal activity and now someone wants her dead. She was pretty much knocking on my door like crazy, and she said someone was chasing her and she was sure that they were going to try and kill her or something. She's currently sitting on my couch, shaking. Can you come by and maybe call Danny and Lindsey to come along? Another female might be able to help calm her down." Don explained.

"No problem. Is the guy still a threat?" Mac asked, basically asking without saying the words, whether or not Don felt that a call into the police department for officers to hurry to the building might be in order.

"Don't know. If it's a pro, which it just might be, then he should just go for her apartment, which is across from mine, but if it's an amateur that thinks he should knock on doors looking for her, there could be a problem." Don admitted thinking about it.

"I will make sure to get myself down there as soon as possible and make a call to Danny to see if he and Lindsey can head down there. You gotta remember they have Lucy now, so if there is a threat then bringing the baby isn't going to happen and one of them are going to have to stay behind." Mac reminded him.

"True." Don said. "All right, see you when you get here."

"All right, bye." Mac said hanging up the phone.

Don walked into the living room and took a look at the woman sitting on his couch, and wondered if he had just been dragged into the middle of something really horrible.