Hi all! This is my newest story and it will come in three parts. Since I have already written the entire story, it shouldn't take too long to update each chapter. And as I post chapters of this story, I will continue updating both Into the Blaze, which is almost complete, and Come Home.

Title: Rising Storm, Part One: Leaving Home

Rated: K+

Summary: A storm is only hours away from the east coast, causing the CSIs to evacuate their home. But that's not the only problem they have to worry about, Lindsay Monroe is also facing a problem that could change her life in an instant. Join the CSI investigators of New York through a journey that will lead them to meeting new friends, discovering secrets, and of course, finding love. Crossover with House, Without a Trace, and Cold Case, eventually in Part Two CSI and CSI: Miami. D/L, SMacked, Huddy, Cameron/Chase, Lilly/Scotty

Chapter One: The Call

The New York Crime Lab, New York

The rain pounded on the window, making it feel like a thousand arrows were being fired on the New York Crime Lab. The sound was now comforting to her; the weather had been like this for the past week. She was sure of floods in the streets and driving home would be almost impossible now. She might have to stay at work for the whole night, which would be very odd, thinking that she would wake up in her office, already ready for work. But she would miss the comforts of her apartment, as small as it was.

She turned to the opening of the door. "Mac," she called joyfully. "What's up?"

"Nothing really," he replied, coming over to her side. "How's the day going for you Stella?"

"Fine, but I would love to see the sun come out for once this week." Stella sighed and looked out the window. "Flooding must be bad now."

"Yeah, our chances of going home tonight will probably be next to nothing," he explained, looking down to the ground.

"It won't be so bad," Stella reassured him.

"Oh, it's not that," he said. "It's just the weather that's bothering me. We've never seen anything like this before. The Weather Channel says that the storm will pass through, but I really don't believe their judgment."

"Who does?" questioned Stella. The Weather Channel might think they know everything, but judging the fact that the storm hadn't cleared up yet, made them almost unbelievable. The weathermen and women probably didn't even know what they were talking about anymore, just feeding people with information that sounded reassuring. Not that they weren't reliable, but in this weather, Stella didn't know what to believe anymore.

The door to Stella's office opened again, revealing CSI investigator Lindsay Monroe. Stella remembered that she had preformed the song "Some Days" by Regina Spektor only a week ago, and she had been phenomenal. She had sounded almost like Regina herself, and Stella wondered why Lindsay hadn't ever mentioned her talent before. But lately, Lindsay had kept to herself, had been more quiet than usual. She had been keeping in touch with FBI agent Samantha Spade, who was helping her in a way Stella didn't know. At least she hadn't figured out yet.

Stella had never bothered asking why, she thought that it wasn't her business to know. She turned to Lindsay and greeted her with a friendly hug. "Are you wishing for the sun too?"

"And for the rain to go away," she added. "It makes everything so dark and gloomy looking."

Lindsay had changed in many ways. The spark of humor was never in her voice anymore, and she hardly tried to make any jokes. When Stella stared at her face, she could tell Lindsay had been up late the night before and must have been crying some time recently. She missed the old Lindsay, of course, what had made her turn this way? And that dark and gloomy thing, the way she said it sounded as if she was really asking, 'what has made this world so dark and gloomy?'

"Do you have news on a case?" asked Mac, obviously not caring about the way Lindsay was acting.

"No. There's no case at all because of this horrid rain."

Horrid, did she really just say horrid? Someone needed to take this girl out to get ice cream or something. She needed 'happy' things and not 'dark and gloomy' things.

"So," said Stella, trying to the change the subject. "How about we go watch some TV, a movie, or something like that, since there's nothing to do for work?"

"Oh, there's plenty to do Stella," said Lindsay, her voice filling with concern. "We should start to prepare for this storm, like get food, and the things we need incase the weather gets bad."

What was this girl, her mother or something? Stella was older than Lindsay, and not to mention she was her boss. Oh, there's plenty to do Stella, yeah, like sit around and talk about how the world hates us?

"That would be a good idea," agreed Mac.

Stella sighed. "Okay, we'll get some things together and then watch a movie, how about that Lindsay? Does that work for you?" Ugh, Stella thought. That sounded a little rude, especially when Lindsay didn't do anything…

"That's a good plan; I'm all for it." Lindsay walked out of the office, bringing her world of 'dark and gloomy' with her.

Stella turned to Mac. "Is something wrong with Lindsay that I don't know about? She seems to be so down about everything…"

"No, she's fine," said Mac. "She's probably just recovering from last week."

Stella was still recovering from last week herself. She had been kidnapped, by Luke Mala, Frankie's brother. He wanted to kill her to finish off the job Frankie (Frankie was her ex-boyfriend, now dead boyfriend) had needed to accomplish. What Luke hadn't understood was that Frankie had attacked her, and she had only shot him three times in the chest in self-defense. At first, Luke had thought Stella had tried to kill Frankie, only because she hated him so much. Luke had wanted her to go to jail.

But in the end, Stella and Luke had become friends. She planned to visit him in jail every so month, just to check in on him. It was a funny thought about how her kidnapper who had endangered not only her life, but the life of the people around her, had now become her friend. She was glad to have met Luke, almost glad he had kidnapped her, because he was the only thing that she had that was closest to Frankie. And he was related to him by blood, making it feel as if Frankie were still alive.

And then there was Paige Hobson, a girl Luke had mentioned, but hadn't fully explained who she was. The only thing she knew was that he had worked with her, a few years back. He had told her Paige was missing, and had been missing for three years now. She had also gone missing back in 2005 and had then been found, but after that, no one ever heard of her. Her disappearance intrigued Stella; she wondered what had happened to her.

Stella came back to the world as Mac asked, "Are you coming or are you going to stand there staring out the window for five more hours?"

Stella shook her head and followed Mac out the door. She thought about Paige Hobson, who she was, how her life had been before she went missing, and where she could be now. She wanted so much to know everything about Paige, but at the same time knew that was part of the FBI's job. Maybe she could ask Samantha Spade about Paige, since she was a FBI agent herself. Mac and Stella walked into the break room, followed by Adam Ross, a lab technician.

"Adam, did you follow us the whole way here?" asked Stella.

"Yeah, I've got a weather update for Miss Monroe."

Figures she would send Adam to do that. She obviously cared about the wellbeing of her friends and wanted to make sure they were safe. But rain is just rain. The rain would cause floods, but they were thirty five floors above the ground, surely they would be fine?

"More rain," Adam told Lindsay. "They don't see it clearing up until later tonight."

"Liars," Lindsay said disgustedly. "A butch of people who don't know what they are doing."

Danny Messer walked over to Lindsay's side, welcoming her by giving a friendly hug. "Montana, cheer up. It's not that bad."

"I told you to stop calling me that ridiculous name," Lindsay said crossly. "I don't like you anymore."

The name had never bothered Lindsay that much, only when she first worked here. She had gotten that name from liking the San Francisco 49ers, because there had once been a football player with the name 'Montana' on that team. Coming from Montana also gave her that name.

Lindsay had never been that open about her feelings for Danny. She would have never admitted to liking him, and now she was saying they were over. What had changed Lindsay so much?

"Hey, Lindsay, I've got the food ready, what else do you think we'll need?" asked Don Flack, coming through the door that Lindsay was so closely guarding.

"We'll need sleeping bags, flashlights, batteries, water, plenty of it, and health care supplies," replied Lindsay, looking out the door. "We'll probably need more than that…"

Flack and Stella exchanged worried glances. Why was Lindsay so frightened by this little rain? It wasn't like a hurricane or tornado was heading towards the building at this moment. To be prepared is one thing, but for Lindsay to over stress herself about it, is another. Sheldon Hawkes walked over to Lindsay. "I'll go get one of the CSI emergency kits, that'll cover up health supplies, since we have so many of them."

"Thanks Hawkes," said Lindsay with a sigh.

"We'll have flashlights here already, and plenty of batteries," explained Mac. "We could get more bottled water, though."

Sid Hammerback came through the glass doors and he quickly greeted Lindsay with a smile. "Heard you guys are preparing for a storm," he said. "I thought I could be some help."

"Well, you heard right," said Stella, showing more attitude than anything.

"Do you have sleeping bags?" asked Lindsay. "We'll need at least seven of them, since there are seven of us. And if you have bottled water that would be good."

"I do have sleeping bags at home," replied Sid. "But I don't have seven sleeping bags. I only have three. And for the bottled water, I kind of like to drink Pepsi and I don't buy that much bottled water, so with the whole bottled water thing, I can't help you with."

"Well, can you bring the sleeping bags?" questioned Lindsay. "At least we'd have something to sleep on."

"We have couches here at the lab too you know?" Stella mumbled to herself.

"I can do that. I'll even go out a buy four more sleeping bags and some bottled water, how about that?"

"Oh Sid, that would be great!" exclaimed Lindsay. The excitement in her voice startled Stella, and it was nice to hear. But right after that, Lindsay went back to her concerned, everyone hates us voice. "Now we need a plan, incase our building started to flood…oh, I almost forgot what if the power went out? Shoot, I've forgotten so many things…Flack? Do we have food that can be eaten without being cooked?"

"Yeah, but I'm sure that there's something we can buy that can cook food without power, you know, something portable that runs on batteries," Flack informed her.

"That's right; we'll get one of those things. Sid, do you think you can manage that?" asked Lindsay.

"Yep," Sid quickly answered and then left the break room.

Stella glanced at Mac, who hadn't said much of anything since they had arrived. Then an idea sparked in her mind. "Hey, while Sid is out shopping for our things, how about we watch 'The Day after Tomorrow'?'"

"I don't know," mumbled Lindsay.

"That would be great!" exclaimed Danny. "Perfect timing to watch the movie too, with the weather the way it is."

"Well, I'm in," said Flack.

"What is it that you're in for?" asked Hawkes, as he came through the doorway with the emergency kits.

"Watching 'The Day After Tomorrow'," explained Adam.

"That movie was good. I'll watch it."

"Mac, do you want to join us?" asked Stella.

"Why wouldn't I?" Mac teased. Stella smiled and took that as a yes. She turned to Lindsay, who was still unsure of watching the movie.

"I would love to watch the movie with you, but…" Lindsay paused as her cell phone rang. "…But I have a call to answer. Maybe some other time I'll watch the movie with you." She made her way out of the break room, showing her nervousness as she walked away.

"Does the lab provide us with 'On demand'?'" asked Flack.

"I'm sure it does," said Mac as he sat down at the couch. "Stella, are you going to stand there all day?"

"Um, I've seen the beginning of the movie numerous times before. You can start without me. I need to…"

"You don't have to say another word," said Mac, allowing her to go to the bathroom. But she was not heading there. She wanted to see what Lindsay's phone call had been about. Stella hid behind a wall and put her hair behind her ears so she could hear the conversation.

The cell phone was still ringing, and Lindsay was looking all around her to make sure that no one was watching her. She answered the phone. "Have you figured out who I am?"

Figure out who she was? Stella thought. What was she talking about?

On the other end of the phone, Samantha Spade answered, "I'm sorry Paige, I haven't figured out anything about that yet. I've been so busy, working on case and now this storm. We've been preparing all day for the storm and I haven't even been able to sit at my desk to think clearly."

Lindsay slouched down against the wall. "So, nothing has come up?"

"Plenty has come up," Samantha said into the phone, "but nothing on your case." She paused for a moment. "I promised that I would help you. I will figure out if you are Paige Hobson or Lindsay Monroe, but for now, you're just going to have to be patient."

Lindsay nodded and put her hand on her head. Her voice was full of distress as she answered. "So, then how has the day been going for you?"

"Well, the day has been hectic enough," replied Samantha. "I've already explained my day, though. How has it been going for you?"

"Terrible," whispered Lindsay. "With the storm, we haven't been able to work on any of our cases and the day has been nothing but preparation for the storm."

"So it sounds the same as it is here," Samantha concluded. Stella waited as the silence between them became longer. Then the person on the phone must have started speaking again, because Lindsay had raised her head a little, in hope of good news. "Um, Paige, I have to go. Malone just gave me an order."

Lindsay laughed. "Hate when the boss orders you around like that?"

"Yes," agreed Samantha. "I'll talk to you later Paige. Good luck with the storm and everything."

"You too," said Lindsay and with that she hung up. Stella peered around the corner to find Lindsay with her head bent down, hand still clutched tightly around the cell phone. Stella knew that Lindsay had expected something great from the call, something that would help her. It was nice to hear her laugh and make a joke again, but Stella still knew that Lindsay was upset. She decided to leave Lindsay alone, knowing that it would only make things worse to try to comfort her. She wasn't even supposed to know about the phone call, so she quickly made her way back to the break room, hoping no one had seen her listening in to the call.

She still had many questions after listening to that call. Who had Lindsay been talking to on the phone? What had she been expecting from the call? And what did she mean by, 'have you figured out who I am'?

Dun dun dun… Stella has discovered Lindsay's secret. Will she find out more? Guess we'll have to all be patient and wait to see what comes… next part will be about House, just to let you know

Reviews please! Tell me what you think! This will be a long story and I want to know your opinion. Should I continue it?

A/N: Is there any way that I could possibly post this story somewhere else on here? For example: I post this story under TV Shows/CSI: NY and then could I also post this story under TV Shows/House? I don't believe you can, though I had thought about posting this story under CSI: NY, House, Cold Case, and Without a Trace. Sorry if my question is too confusing, though I'm pretty sure I can't double post a story.