Let It Snow

I like Christmas and I like this series and its characters so I thought I'd combine the two……No Santa though……If you flame me I'll send you a potato in the post…just don't ok……

Lindsay looked at the calendar on her desk. The 19th of December. She rubbed her eyes- they were stinging with tiredness. The report on her desk was blurry, but finished. Stella looked equally as tired, as she closed a file on the other side of the office. Danny was leaning against the water cooler, chatting to Flack, who was also being propped up, but by a wall. The office was very untidy, and very quiet. Unnervingly quiet. The clock next to Lindsay's calendar told her it was ten to ten. Why was everyone so tired? They were all usually working this late. Perhaps it was the weather. The blinds were down, and the only light in the offices came from desk lamps. It was this, she decided, that was making everyone so drowsy. There was a loud bang as someone stormed into the offices.

The CSI's looked up at the strange whirlwind of energy that was Mac.

"Ok, everybody listen up." He was standing in front of Stella's desk, waving a fist full of papers.

"If you people think that this pathetic excuse for a report is enough to get this case through the courts, you are all strangely deluded!"

No one blinked.

"These could have been written by kids! Particularly yours, Danny!"

Danny looked up from the spot on the floor he had been concentrating on.

"Mine?"

Mac threw the report at him, and papers went flying everywhere.

"Yes, Yours! Now, unless you lot want to be in here Christmas day re-typing these, I suggest you get them done properly!"

Stella flinched as an extremely wound up Mac slammed the reports onto her desk.

"So…you want them done tonight?" she asked, as loudly as she dared.

Mac put his hands on his hips and stared at her sternly.

"Yes, tonight." He took one last angry glance around the offices at the weary faces that were now creased into mournful looks, and strode back to his own office.

"Ok, what the hell got into him?" Stella said, shocked at Mac's behavior.

"PMT." Danny stated, picking up his scattered report. "I guess we had better make a start on these."

"You really think he'd make us stay on Christmas day?" Flack asked.

"Well, normally I'd have said no, but after that little outburst….." Stella switched her computer screen back on and set to work typing.

Danny and Flack, however, were more reluctant to do so.

"Hey, Lindsay, he likes you, can't you go and…..snog him or something…." Flack said with a pleading grin.

Lindsay looked up.

"He does not like me!"

Danny snorted.

"What? He doesn't!" She looked at Stella for back up. She didn't get it.

"Well I don't know if he likes you or not but its worth a try to get us out of this."

Lindsay sighed.

"I'm not gonna win this one, am I."

They shook their heads.

"Who votes that Lindsay should chat up the boss in our favor?" Danny raised his arm and grinned, closely followed by Stella and Flack.

Lindsay got up stroppily and made her way to Mac's office, ignoring the sniggers that followed her exit. She was slightly nervous about going to find Mac in the mood that he was in, but part of her wanted to know what was up with him. This certainly wasn't like him. As she neared his door she hesitated. She looked back, only to see Danny, Flack and Stella waving her on. She turned to face his door, took a deep breath and knocked.

There was a slight pause.

"What?"

"Er… It's Lindsay. Can I have a word?"

There was another muffled pause. Lindsay stood still and was about to turn and leave when the door sprung violently open in font of her and Mac appeared. His tie was loose and his shirt was untucked in a ragged way. He looked equally as tired as the rest of them.

"Hey," she said meekly, taking a tiny step back.

"Come in," he said gruffly, leaving the door swinging and striding back to his desk.

Lindsay looked at the other CSI's nervously. They waved her on, grinning. She scowled at them and walked inside Mac's office, closing the door behind her.

Believe it or not this is going somewhere. I want to go into Mac's past and possibly Lindsay's, and involve Christmas. Please read my story and take the time to review it, as I will for many of you.

Thank you ever so ever so ever so muchly…..