Disclaimer: I don't own any CSI: NY characters, but the others are mine.
Chapter 1
Lindsay stood at the baggage claim at JFK. She was waiting as patiently as she could for her best friend to come down the escalator. Finally, her best friend Casey appeared. Lindsay laughed at her attire- sweat pants and a hooded sweatshirt. Casey was usually infamous for her scandalous outfits.
When Casey sighted Lindsay she pushed past the other people on the escalator and ran to her friend. She wrapped her arms around her.
"Oh my gosh, Lindsay, it has been way too long." The girls held their embrace as Casey spoke.
"I know. I've missed you so much." Finally, they parted. "Let's get your luggage. I want to hear all about what's been going on back home."
Casey laughed. "It's small-town Montana, nothing happens you know that."
"Come on there's gotta be something new."
"Well, my baby brother is graduating in a few months. It makes me feel old. Lori got a photography job. Her boys are getting so big. I have pictures, I'll show you." Casey continued to update Lindsay on all that had been happening back "home" as they waited for her luggage.
A cab took them into downtown toward Lindsay's apartment. Casey stared out the window the entire time. She had never been to New York, and was completely fascinated. Lindsay's phone rang.
"Hello?" she answered. "Do I have to come in? Is it a dire emergency?" Casey heard her ask. "Fine, but it better be really important or your getting your butt kicked." She closed the phone. "Sorry, Case I gotta go to work for a bit."
"That's fine I wanna see where you work. Is it ok if I come?" Casey replied, hopeful.
"Yeah, we can stop by my place and drop off your luggage real quick then head over there."
They did just that. As they walked through the lobby, they stopped at the front desk and got Casey a visitor's pass. When they got off the elevator on the fourth floor Casey followed Lindsay down the hall and toward and room with glass walls. There were a few other people in the room. One guy was looking into a microscope and one was standing over a table with papers scattered across it.
"Ok, Danny, what's the big emergency?" Lindsay asked.
The man at the microscope stood up straight and looked at her. "We found some evidence that we need your help with. A woman's point of view." He handed her a piece of paper. "Is this the famous Casey?"
"Oh, yeah sorry. Casey Jensen, this is Danny Messer." The two shook hands.
"And you're the famous Danny Messer," Casey said with a smile.
"You've heard of me?" Danny replied and glanced at Lindsay.
"Oh, you have no idea."
Lindsay glared at Casey then looked at the other man. "And this is Sheldon Hawkes."
Casey and he exchanged "nice to meet you"s and shook hands. Lindsay was staring at the piece of paper.
"I really am not a good source on this. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm completely up on fashion."
"Let me see it." Casey stated and Lindsay handed her the paper. "What do you need to know?"
"Well, what is it?" Danny asked.
"It's a fashion line. It's expensive. This is the designer's name right here," she showed the name to Danny. "She does wedding dresses mostly, but she also does regular clothes."
"That helps." Casey handed the paper back to Danny. "We found this in the victim's purse. She must've been making some kind of appointment or something. We had no idea what it was about. Thanks Casey."
Just then a tall man with dark hair walked into the room. Casey noticed his piercing blue eyes over anything else.
"Hey Danny I found some stuff out about our vic. She's engaged to Rodrigo Montez, he's some kind of ambassador from Spain," he went on from there about his findings.
"Well, we had an interpretation of that piece of paper we found in her purse. And now it makes sense since she was engaged."
"I'm thinking we should go talk to this Montez guy and see if he can shine any light on the subject." He looked at Lindsay and the woman standing next to her. "Lindsay aren't you supposed to be off today?"
"Yeah, but someone," she glared at Danny, "had an emergency."
"Oh, yeah I'm sure he really just couldn't go even an hour without seeing you."
Lindsay smiled. "As flattering as that would be, he still didn't need to interrupt my time with my best friend. Oh, sorry, Don Flack, this is my best friend Casey Jensen." Don walked across the room and offered his hand to Casey. She, of course, took it and their eyes met as they each said, "it's nice to meet you."
"So, I have a question," Danny interrupted their trance.
"Yeah?" Casey replied.
"How long have you known Lindsay?"
"Since high school."
"So, you could tell us some good stories about Miss Montana then, couldn't you?"
"Oh, yeah, I've got some good ones. Like the time when she got really drunk-"
"Ok, that's enough." Lindsay stated and started to literally push Casey out the door. "We'll see you guys later."
"It was nice meeting you, Casey." All three guys yelled as the girls departed.
"Casey, you cannot tell them any stories. I'll never live it down. I already have to hear about it from you." Lindsay bantered as they approached the elevator.
"Lindsay, you're such a prude with other people. You gotta show 'em the side I know. They'll like you more, trust me." Casey laughed. "So, what's the deal with the cutie with the awesome blue eyes?" Casey asked when they were alone in the elevator.
"Don?"
"Yeah, is he single?"
"I'm pretty sure. Why? Are you interested?"
"You know me; I'm no good with guys. I always pick the wrong ones, or turn the right ones into the wrong ones."
"What does that mean?"
"I'm not really sure," Casey replied and both of them laughed. "So, what are we gonna do on my first night in the big city?"
"Whatever you want to do." Lindsay stated as they walked out of the elevator.
"Promise?"
"Yeah, I don't care it's your vacation."
"Ok, I'll think of something."
