This story is set after the Season 7 episode, DO OR DIE.

This show and the primary characters do not belong to me.

These characters belong to me: Annie Stanton, Traci Moon, Maxwell Zacks, Marcia Robb, Romel Bryant, Scott Zacks, Nick Craig, Tim Guillien, Angela Morgan, Roy Dibble, Jeremiah O'Dell, Darlene Viola, Mary Patton, Jasmine Viola, Charlie Harmon, Zoe Anderson, and Mike LaRoache.

6pm, March 15th, 2011-

Adam went to see his girlfriend, Annie Stanton, at her apartment, since she had given birth a few days earlier. Adam and Annie had dated off and on over the last several months. No one from the lab knew he was dating, but they noticed a nervous change in Adam. He knocked on the door, and a friend of hers, Traci Moon, answered it.

"Hi, Adam." She opened the door, Adam walked in, and she closed it behind him.

"Hi." Adam felt nervous when he followed Traci to the living room where Annie sat on the couch with her baby in her arms. "Hi, Annie. How are you feeling?" Adam was happy that Annie was no longer pregnant because she didn't seem to really handle being pregnant very well.

"Hi, Adam," Annie said as she turned towards Adam who sat next to her and he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Awww," a few of Annie's friends said. Traci sat in the chair near Annie while Jeremiah O'Dell sat in another chair across from Traci with a coffee table in between them.

"I'm glad you are home though," Adam said.

"So am I. And this little guy was born at 2:35pm on March 12th." She smiled while the baby she held in her arms gave a whine then went back to sleep.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there for the birth." Adam sat forward, and looked at her as he rubbed his hands together slightly.

"But you were there after your shift and came the next day," Annie said with a smile then Adam sat back and put his hands on his lap.

"Oh, come on. You men are all alike, you make the baby then you just act like you are happy but you just go back to being lazy," Traci said.

"Traci, Adam had taken someone's shift on Saturday, he couldn't back out. Then Sunday his friend had a birthday party so Adam couldn't back out of that either," she said as she looked at her friend angrily. She turned and looked at Adam and softly said, "Sorry Adam."

"That's okay." Adam smiled even though he was a bit insulted, "C-c-can I hold him?" Adam asked.

"Sure." Adam had his arms in a cradle hold and Annie carefully slid the baby from her arms onto his as the baby started to cry a bit.

"Ooooh," everyone said.

"How is that?" Annie asked as she made sure the baby's head was in the crook of Adam's arm.

"Good."

"So what's his name?" Jeremiah asked. He sat forward with his elbows on his knees.

"Maxwell James Ross." Annie and Adam smiled.

"So, are you saying that Adam is the father?" Traci asked, knowing Adam's last name was Ross.

"Yes," Annie said while she smiled at her friend and Adam smirked a bit.

Adam was pretty sure he wasn't the father but he didn't want to make a fuss about it in front of her friends, so he just nodded.

After a few minutes Annie showed her friends out, and sighed while she walked to the kitchen and made dinner. Adam still held Max in his arms. Adam was very quiet while he looked at his son and pondered that night, 9 months ago. Adam got up, walked over to the bar, knelt down, carefully put Max in the car seat, stood up, took the car seat to the table and placed it on the chair. The table was set and they both ate while Max slept.

March 17th, 5pm-

It was a dark and cloudy day in New York where it rained most of the time, but it had stopped raining two hours earlier, but the high winds remained. Jo was standing at the window at the lab looking outside when her cell phone rang. She reached in her pocket and grabbed it as she went into Mac's office to get a piece of paper and a pen.

"Danville," Jo said, quickly writing down where the crime scene was. "Got it, I'm on my way." Jo sighed while she left Mac's office, hung up the phone, and put it in her pocket. She held the piece of paper in her hand when she turned to see Danny walking from the lab. "Did you get the call just now?"

"South end of Central Park with a body?" Jo nodded her head. "Yeah, let's go," Danny sighed as they both left for the truck in the garage.

Twenty minutes later they arrived to see a few officers standing guard near the body. They nodded when they saw Jo and Danny get out of their truck and approach. The body lay in a grassy area rimmed by bushes around the ridge.

"What do we have?" Jo asked. She took a step over a bush, put the case down near the body, and squatted near the head.

"A guy walking his dog saw him go in that small hole in the bush and then the owner went to see what the dog was doing, or if he needed to clean up his mess. Then he saw the body and grabbed the dog. He then called 911," Marcia Robb, the responding officer, said while she pointed to the man holding his dog, who was talking to her partner, Romel Bryant.

"The dog didn't uh..." Danny turned towards the officer as he stood opposite of Jo with his camera.

"Well, the dog didn't do his thing, did he?" Jo smiled as she knew what Danny was getting at.

"No," Marcia said then walked back to Romel who was still taking down information from the man.

"That's good." Danny took some pictures of the body then squatted near the arms as he continued taking pictures of her limbs, chest, and head, then he put the camera down.

He squatted near her legs and used a flashlight to see if there was any trace. He found no trace then he looked at her jacket for any other trace, shining his flashlight on her as he did so.

"I don't see much of anything but she is bundled up. I wonder if the wound is under her clothes." The wind howled as they both shivered in the cold then Jo looked at the dark clouds that had been getting darker.

Danny unbuttoned her jacket and her chest showed no visible wounds, then he snapped the jacket closed so it wouldn't get wet.

Danny saw Jo move the victim's head, revealing a gash on the back of her head. "There seems to be a red mark on her cheek. On the back of her head there's blunt force trauma, is that enough to kill her? I don't really think so. But I think her hair is wet in the back."

Danny squatted again and Jo turned her shoulder so Danny could feel her jacket which felt wet. "It has been raining but she isn't drenched or anything."

"I think this is a dump job. We need to get her back to the morgue before it starts to rain on us." Jo turned the vic on her her back then squatted near her chest, checking her jacket pocket and pants pockets to see if there was any ID and there wasn't.

"I think you're right," Danny said then looked around the bushes for any trace but there was none.

"No blood or any signs of a struggle even though if the struggle happened here, the rain washed it away," Jo said. The ME van showed up and the attendants got out, retrieved the stretcher from the back, then went to get the body.

"Are you done?" the attendant asked.

"Yes," Jo said as she stood up. She and Danny watched the body be carried out on a back board, then be loaded onto the stretcher to be taken to the waiting truck to go back to the morgue.

Just as Jo and Danny got in the truck it started pouring. They put their seat belts on then Jo turned the ignition and started to drive back to the lab.

"Good thing we finished," Jo said as she watched the water splash on the hood and the wipers slapping the rain, bearly keeping up though they had been turned to the fastest setting.

"Yeah. But it hadn't rained rained since two, so I'm thinking the killer just recently dumped her there." Danny turned to see a car in the next lane whose wipers were also going in overdrive.

At the lab, Adam was at the A/V lab finishing up his report on the video he processed when his cellphone rang. He sat back, took out his phone from his pocket and answered. "Ross. Hi Annie. I can't, I got a half hour on my shift, okay. Can't you check with your friends who have kids about that? Okay, I'll see you in a bit, bye," He put his cell back in his pocket and sighed loudly.

A few minutes later Jo walked out of the elevator and headed towards Adam but then saw he was not in the A/V lab. She checked her watch when Danny approached.

"Where's Adam?" Danny asked as he saw the empty seat.

"I don't know, hopefully he went to get some water."

"I've already uploaded the pictures so I'm gonna go ahead and do the facial recognition so we can ID the vic." Danny looked around for Adam, then sat in his seat and clicked on the mouse to open a photo file he had uploaded.

"Okay," Jo said, arching her eyebrow in suspicion then walked over to her office to look over some files from another case.

After a half hour, Danny didn't get any hits on who she might be yet, so he updated his log before heading to the lockers to get his umbrella and jacket. While Jo was in her office, she got her jacket and umbrella as well, then both Danny and Jo met near the elevators.

"By the way, did Adam show up again?" Danny asked while he pushed the down button.

"No, he didn't and I didn't call him actually. He's probably working in Trace but he's off right now. Do you know what is bothering him?" The elevators opened, they stepped in and turned towards the lab, then the doors closed.

"No. He's been upset the last few days."

"Hopefully it will resolve itself."

Once they left the building, they got hit by the cold rain and wind, so they hailed two cabs since the umbrellas would be useless in the wind. Danny hailed a cab which stopped. "See you tomorrow, Jo."

"Bye," Jo said. She gave the cab driver her address while Danny closed the door and watched the cab drive away then he got his own cab.

March 18th, 8am-

Don got out of his car and walked into the precinct where he saw a man and a woman near the front desk.

"Can I help you?" he said as he looked at them.

"I hope so." The woman, Jasmine Viola, was full of worry.

"We called last night and they told us to wait and we want to know if we can file a missing persons yet. Her name is Darlene Viola." The man, Don Viola looked very concerned.

"Come with me. Do you have a photo of the person you feel is missing?"

The woman reached into her purse and gave Don the photo, which he scanned it with his eyes.