Title: Twas the night before Christmas
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: CSI NY does not belong to me, nor does the orginal to this poem.
A/N: First NY fic so please r+r to let me know if you like it or if I should just stick to LV lol. Oh, and Im not sure what happened with the spacing...hope it doesnt bother you too much. It just disappeared after the first setion. Grrr.
Dedication: For AmyAmy :P 'Cause she was the one who told me I should write NY as well lol.
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the lab "Turn the music up!" Hawkes said with a smile, While Mac and Stella where dancing with flare, All the others could do was watch and stare.
A great commotion could be heard, what a noise to be had!
The break room was full of the Christmas cheer,
As Lindsey and Danny where throwing back beer.
They hadn't had this much fun in a while.
With a loud shout Flack joined in the fun,
Well 'Frosty the Snowman' just HAD to be sung!
The lab tecs just couldn't believe their eyes,
As they saw how the sheriff could toss back the mince pies.
"Come on all lets take this outside.
Us Night CSI's need to win back some pride."
So out they all trooped to the snow covered road,
Yelling and cheering and Days starting to goad.
Snowballs were made with lots of passion,
And walls of snow in every fashion.
The group split up and went their separate ways.
The ultimate fight between night and days!
Lindsey smiled and gave a yell of glee,
As the day shift around her started to flee.
Like a one woman mission snowballs started to rain,
And the look in her eyes just wasn't quite sane.
"Go Montana!" Danny smiled and said,
As she hit the supervisor on the head.
Lindsay turned and threw a smile his way,
Got hit by a snowball and was out of play.
Exhausted and chilly the game came to an end,
And back to the lab the crowd did descend.
The party continued all though the night,
And only started to disperse in the weak morning light.
Calls of "Merry Christmas' could be heard on the air,
And under the mistletoe Mac got quite a scare.
Danny took Lindsey home in a cab,
She was asleep on his shoulder, what a night they had had!
Flack's goodbye ended with a yawn,
As he stumbled out the lab in the early dawn.
While Stella was asleep on the break room table,
Strangely cuddling the punch bowls ladle.
Now all the lab is asleep and dreaming,
New Years Eve party they are already scheming.
And with one last message I'll bid you adieu.
Merry Christmas to all, and especially to you.
Let me know what you think. - Len XxX