A/N: Thanksgiving! I have no clue what possessed me to write this. And I'm going off what we do at my house for Thanksgiving. Starting with the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. But, this is New York! So, in honor of my Grandpa, I'm writing this story of our CSI:NY gang going to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.

Oh, and Natalie and Elise (Oreo Cookies) are part of this for Sheldon.

Oh, for the sake of my readers and my love of Flangell, I'm leaving Angell alive. With a surprise :)

And the dinner may be slightly CrackFic-ish, because, well, you'll see.

Disclaimer: *stares* You wanna ask me?
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"Get up!! C'mon! Haylen just called! She and Adam are coming over before the parade!! Are you up?!?!" Elise was bouncing off the walls.

Sheldon rolled over and put a pillow over his head.

"Ughhhhh......" Natalie moaned as she got up. "C'mon Shel. Time to go get dressed." She said, rubbing his back.

"Go 'way." Sheldon mumbled, pulling the pillow over his head tighter.

"Nope, gotta get up." Natalie said, lifting the pillow off her boyfriend's head. "ELISE!! Two cups of coffee! STAT!" She yelled to her daughter.

"Okay Mom!" Elise yelled back.

"C'mon, get up you big lug." Natalie said, yanking at Sheldon's arm.

"Fine, fine." He pulled himself up into a sitting position. "I'm up, see?" He said, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"Ah, no. Get your lazy ass up and get it in the shower so you can drink your coffee." She said.

"Fine." He pulled himself out of the bed and moved sluggishly toward the bathroom.

"Go!" Natalie ordered as she closed the door to the bedroom.

~*~*~*~

"Linds? You with Lucy?" Danny called as he walked through the apartment.

"Yeah!" Came a call from the nursery. Lucy was standing in her crib, giggling at Lindsay.

"How're my girls?" Danny asked, walking in.

"We're just fine. Lucy, look who it is!" Lindsay said, pointing to Danny.

"Da!" Lucy clapped, landing on her bottom as she fell from her standing position.

Danny's face lit up as she clapped.

"Go Lucy bear!" He said, slowly walking over to her crib.

Lindsay stood at the edge of the scene and watched as Danny hugged his little girl to his body. He turned to his wife.

"You gonna get ready for the parade?" He asked.

"You sure you wanna take her? It'll be loud." Lindsay warned.

"It isn't as loud as it seems Linds. I went almost every year when I was a kid. She's a Messer, she'll be fine."

~*~*~*~

"Adam?" Haylen opened the door to her boyfriend's apartment with the key he'd given her. "Ads? Adam? You here?" She called, moving through the sterile rooms with ease.

"In the bedroom!" Adam yelled.

Haylen walked into Adam's sparkling clean bedroom where he was sitting on his made bed, fully dressed, fiddling with his phone.

"What's wrong babe?" Haylen asked, sitting on the bed next to him.

"Nothing. I just-I haven't been to a parade since before Dad went on his first rampage." Adam admitted.

"It'll be okay. It'll be different." Haylen said, putting her arms around Adam. "I'll be there with you."

Sometimes, Haylen felt like the rock in the relationship. Adam had been so screwed up as a kid that he needed a rock. And Haylen didn't mind. She liked being able to help. It was the reason she had pressed Mac so hard. She wanted to help the victim where she felt most comfortable. In the lab.

"Are we ready?" Haylen asked, rubbing his arms.

"I think so." Adam said. He cocked his head as Haylen stood up and held out her hand. "Why are you being so nice?" He asked, taking her outstretched hand.

She shrugged. "You need someone to lean on, not goof off with." She said, yanking him up.

"AH!" They fell in a heap, Adam on top.

"Nice to see you too Ads." She said, pecking his lips.

~*~*~*~

"Don! Are you ready to go?! I told Lindsay we'd go with them to Sheldon's place before the parade!" Jess Angell called to her boyfriend.

"Yes, I'm ready. I'm coming. Calm down." Don said, leaning to kiss Jess on the cheek quickly before grabbing his new wool overcoat.

Jess took a deep breath and sat on the bed. She looked casual in a maroon turtle neck, gray wrap and dark blue jeans with a pair of comfy flats. And of course, her wrap showed the belly she was getting.

"How's the little Flack?" Don asked as he fixed his hair.

"He's fine, thank you." Jess said, settling her hand on her stomach.

"You mean she." He said, looking at his girlfriend.

"There's no way in hell that this is a girl. Your mom had one girl, 2 boys. My mom had 1 girl, 4 boys. This is a boy." She said, holding her hand out for help up.

"Whatever. So, Doc's place, or Nat's place?" Don asked as he helped Jess off the bed.

"Nat's. Sheldon moved into her apartment, remember?" She asked. "You were there." She said.

"Must've been sidetracked by the news from a certain someone that she was pregnant." He draped an arm over her shoulder and kissed her head.

"Kiss ass." She said, shoving his side.

~*~*~*~

"Ready to go Stell?" Mac asked as he stood in the doorway to their room.

"Almost." Stella put a clip in her curls. "Okay, done. So? How do I look?" She asked, turning in a circle to face her boss/boyfriend. Her green and gold button down was finished with a leather jacket and black jeans along with a pair of brown high heeled boots.

"Amazing." He said, kissing her cheek. "We need to go to Sheldon and Natalie's place before the parade. Apparently Haylen wants us all to meet there beforehand." He handed her her purse.

"Ah, I think I know why." Stella said, grabbing her keys off the kitchen table.

"Tell me?" He pleaded.

"Ah, no." She said, smiling as she walked out the door.

"Evil woman." He muttered as she tossed him the keys so he could lock the door.

"You're so getting put on a float for that comment." She said menacingly.

He gulped and bolted for the elevator, Stella on his heels. "C'mon Stell, you know I didn't mean it!" He said, punching the down button.

"Yeah, I know. I also know that NYPD is having a float to honor us, so be ready for "CSI" to be written on one." Stella said as the elevator doors opened.

"As long as I don't have to make a speech." He said, walking into the empty lift with Stella at his side.
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A/N: This is going to be a three-, if not four-parter. Okay, just wanted to get that out of the way. I'll have more posted Wednesday! Flame policy is somewhere in one of my stories so go find it and it'll stand.

Kisses and Turkey

~Sarah~