"Yo Montana." Danny stuck his head into the layout room where Lindsay was reviewing photos, making notes on a yellow legal pad.

"Hey Danny." Lindsay looked up smiling. "How was court?"

"I'd rather get my other two wisdom teeth yanked out without novacaine." Danny pulled off his tie and tucked it into his bag. He set the bag under a side counter, carefully laying his suit jacket over it before pulling on his lab coat. "Mac said you could use a second set of eyes."

"Yeah. The crime scene was a house for sale." Lindsay slid a stack of photos across the table. "I'm comparing the realitor's photos with the scene photos to see if we can find a possible weapon. So far, nothing move or missing."

"Well, let's see what we can see." Danny said, grinning.

"Court was really that bad."

"Yeah. I hate when the defense attorney knows his client is nailed. They always try to make us look like idiots. Mac is so much better at playing that game."

"So why send you. I mean you were second on the case under him right?"

"When we realized the two murders were the same guy,yeah." Danny flipped over a photo. "But the case was in the Brooklyn District Court. More blue collar than business types."

"So the DA figured the jury wouldn't feel talked down to, even when you were saying a bunch of big words, cause you seem to be one of them."

"Something like that. Crappy end to a crappy week. Guy got me so irritated I wanted to punch him. Right in the middle of court."

"Tell me you didn't."

"I didn't. But I did 'accidentally' bump into him at the coffee cart and spilled his grande half cafe, soy milk latte all over him."

"How very grade school."

"Made me feel a lot better. Was worth the five bucks to buy him a new drink so he'd believe me when I said I was sorry."

"You are so scary sometimes."

"Aiden used to call me dangerous."

"Aiden the CSI that I replaced." Danny nodded. "Well she's right."

"And good." Danny smiled. "Check this out." He walked around the table and laid a pair of photos in front of Lindsay. "See right there." He tapped the photo with a pen as Lindsay looked through the magnifying glass. "And there." He tapped the other photo.

Lindsay felt her breath catch. She could feel his breath on her neck, smell the minty smell of his toothpaste -- Danny had a thing about brushing his teeth even at work. She could feel the warmth of his body just centimeters away. She remembered Sid's words the week before. They had echoed in her mind a lot lately. A little voice in her head told her that he probably didn't know what he was talking about. He hadn't been there very long, only about two months longer than she had and he really didn't hang with the rest of them. But another little voice kind of hoped he was right. Danny was a nice guy and attractive and there was an advantage to dating someone with the same job. She'd never have to worry about him being upset because she couldn't talk about her day at the office cause the investigation was still ongoing. Of course he would likely know all about it already.

"Yo Montana." Danny nudged her. "You there?"

"Yeah. I was just thinking."

"About?"

"About how we may have our killer."

"Do tell."