Title: Catharsis
Genre: Television
Series: CSI:NY
Characters: Lindsay Monroe
Spoilers: 3x03-Zoo York
Rating: PG
Summary: It's her first day in New York City, and she can already feel her wings unfurling.
Author's Note: This was written for the challenge community 10_quotes, so there will be a total of ten drabbles in this series. Will be a Danny/Lindsay theme overall.
Word Count: 350
Quote: Schindler's List- "Today is history. Today will be remembered. Years from now the young will ask with wonder about this day. Today is history and you are a part of it."
She arrived at Newark International Airport just after midnight so her first sight of the infamous Gotham City was only the impression of lights in the distance. The air outside the building was thick and hazy, giving the lights the illusion of dancing. The sight made Lindsay's lips curl with mirth despite the exhaustion and irritation that clung to her like a second skin. Between the hassle of packing all her things, arranging storage over two thousand miles, and finding a place to stay until she'd gotten settled; Lindsay had been more than pushed to her breaking point.
This view, the dancing lights and salty air with the bitter tang of pollution, made it all worth it. Lindsay Monroe, New York crime scene investigator, and didn't it have a nice ring to it? It wasn't Lindsay Monroe, only survivor of the deadliest act of violence in Bozeman history. It wasn't Lindsay Monroe, girl with a chip on her shoulder determined to find out the reason why those things happened.
This was a risk for her, bigger than she'd ever gambled before. After the events in the diner all those years ago she'd lost the sense of safety home had provided. It'd been a child's foolish belief that nothing could touch or harm them, not so close to family, so close to home.
This new place though, New York City, it could be her new home if she wanted. She could find in the anonymity of this large city the sense of safety that she'd lost so easily at the hands of a stranger.
Lindsay Monroe could feel it in her bones. Today was history for her, and she would remember it. She would remember her first vision of the city, remember the taste of the air, and remember the feeling of being completely and utterly insignificant. Today was the beginning of a new life for her, and New York City was a big part of it. No more watching her late friends' parents slowly crack under the pressure of vacant space, no more whispers both condemning and pitying, just...no more.
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