Lindsay Monroe-well Messer actually-sat behind her desk at the New York Crime Scene Lab. Her fingers moved quickly over her computer keys, updating her files and programs. The day had been slow, without a case, so Lindsay was using her time to finish things she'd needed to do for months. Every so often her eyes would drift form her screen to the window in her shared office. With the bright sun shining through the city, and the city itself shining from the window, Lindsay couldn't help but become distracted by the sight. She wanted to be out there, walking through Central Park with Lucy.
"Earth to Montana, you in there?" Lindsay blinked and looked to her right. Her partner-and husband- Danny Messer, was standing beside her, waving his hand in front of her face. "Anything worth watching?"
Lindsay rolled her eyes and turned back to her computer. "Not anymore."
"Ouch, that hurts." Danny replied. He sat down at his desk.
"I'm sure you can take it, Danny. Your ego's big enough." Lindsay replied. She typed along.
Danny laughed and looked at Lindsay. "I ain't even here two minutes and you're already dragin' me down?"
Lindsay shrugged. "Slow day, need to do something productive."
Danny opened his mouth to talk but Mac entered the office. "S'up Mac?"
Lindsay turned in her chair.
"Grab your kits; I need you two with me." Mac ordered.
Lindsay and Danny both stood from their chairs. Danny walked up behind Lindsay. "So much for productive."
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ah, the calm before i massacure everything. get sued to it everyone!
i own nothing! oh yeah, for those who didn't know, there's a trailer for this fic on youtube. I'm also posting another one soon for a future project.