Disclaimer: All things related to 'CSI: NY'© Are property of CBS© and the Creators, Producers, Screenwriters. (Can I cry cause I don't own them? whaaaa, life sucks..)

Genre: Romance, Drama.

Rating: K+.

Spoiler(s): Nah.

Pairing(s): D/L. (Just so all ya'll know... Grillow RULES! so just so thats clear ROFL.)

Summary: Danny and Lindsay are put on a undercover case that Mac said would be 'That simple', but as it turns out... it's not that 'Simple' after all::: D/L. Co-written with Teliko. x3

A's/N:::

Teliko. x3: I helped write this story with the awesome 'Lila'. You will read it. And you will like it. :D

iheartCSI4326: Well this is Brittney's first D/L fic!!! yay! whoot whoot ROFL. I turned her into a M&M shipper:Evil Laugh:... OH and yep she is pretty awesome herself bahahaha. :P hope you like it, I'm not as positive as her lol. R&R or me and her will go on a writing strike! well for about 15mins IMAO. :)

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::::Killer Vacation.

By: Lila and Brittney.

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Lindsay walked into the breakroom and let out a frustrated sigh and went over to get some coffee.

"Bad day Montana?" Danny asked with a smirk.

She ignored him and opened the top cupboard, blocking him from her view. Danny shook his head and put down his coffee and went over next to her.

"Miss Monroe." He said knocking on the cupboard door. He heard her sigh.

She closed the cupboard door as she pulled out the coffee, "What?".

He smiled, "You're in a chipper mood today." He remarked.

She sighed again, "Sorry, bad day... bad week... closing on to being a bad month... there is no point even having a new year since it may as-well be a bad year too." She ranted and let out a deep breath.

"Okay, calm down." He chuckled.

"You know, sometimes this job just isn't enough." She said. He amusingly checked her forehead for a fever, but she playfully swatted his hand away.

"Nope no fever, I must be losing my hearing. Did I just hear Lindsay Monroe say that her job isn't enough?" He asked grinning.

She rolled her eyes and shrugged, "Maybe I need a break." She replied.

"Um Montana?" He said.

"Yeah?" Lindsay asked.

"We are in a break-room." He answered.

She shook her head but smiled. "Thanks Captain Obvious, but I was talking about a 'vacation' kind of break." She explained.

He looked at her with a questioning look. "Ya know, when you go out to a beach and tan. Getting away from all the crime in New York. I think that's what I need." He went to speak up, but she cut him off and set down her coffee mug. "That's EXACTLY what I need!" She exclaimed.

Danny winced at the sound, "Jeez Montana...".

She smiled sheepishly, "Sorry."

"It's okay, a little ringing noise in my head... but i'll be fine." He replied walking over and sitting back down.

Danny watched her as she poured milk into her coffee. He smiled at how most of the girls he had dated before ran screaming at the sight of dairy. Wait what was he thinking! He and her weren't dating. He sighed and looked out of the window.

'Vacation, when was the last time I had one of those... can't even remember... hmm I wonder if Montana goes if she'd let me come... hmm Lindsay in a bathing suit... eh? what? damn Messer what are you doing to yourself' He thought. He sighed again and closed his eyes while taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge between his nose.

"You okay there Messer?" He heard next to him.

"Hmm" He answered non-coherently.

She stood there and waited for a clear answer. He put his glasses back on and leaned back in his chair. "I was just thinking. I can't even remember my last vacation, now that you mentioned it."

She frowned and sat across from him. "Well hopefully, if work gets a little slow around here... we might be able to do something about it."

He smirked. "'We'?"

She opened her mouth to speak, but Mac stepped into the breakroom and sighed when he found them. "Are you two busy?"

Danny looked back and shook his head. "No. Just talkin'. What's the matter?"

Mac started backing away from the door. "Can I see you two in my office?"

"Uh, sure." Danny looked at Lindsay, she shrugged as a 'I don't know what he wants'. Danny nodded as they followed Mac down the hall and into his office

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In a dark room in a apartment that should have had a hazard warning stamped on it since the landlord had let leaks continue to rot the walls and it had gotten so rundown that it was now home to several rats.

Sitting in an armchair with all the lights off and blinds drawn he sat in the shadows with the TV on. He stared at the television screen and refused to move.

"And it seems that the streets of New York are becoming dangerous again. Attacks have been reported in Philadelphia and Chicago. Officials do believe he's moving towards the east coast of New York, where news has just come in, another murder has been reported."

He threw the remote to the floor and stared at the television. Watching the faces of his victims appear in front of him only made him more angry.

"Ally Connor 25, and Gary Simons 27, where coming back from a daily grocery shopping trip when they were attacked... both of them were shot once to the head. The victims so far have show on thing in common.. they are young couples in their 20's... we have asked NYPD criminalist Mac Taylor for comment, but he has refused. Is New York safe from the 'Couple Killer'?... this is Mary Donahan for NBC News. We'll be back after the weather."

He frowned at the so called Nick-Name that the press had come up with. He got up from his chair and slowly peaked through his dirty blinds. The streets were oddly quiet and empty.

He stood there for a few minutes before he decided to act. He scurried away from the window and ran around his small basement, gathering clothes, food, and money. Once he had everything he was sure he would need, he walked back in front of the TV and gave it a look.

'No one's going to insult me and get away with it. The Couple Killer? What in the hell...' His rage got the best of him, and he kicked the TV down. It shattered the second it hit the floor.

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Back at NYPD::::

"There has been a link to an old case back in 2003 that has been connected to the latest serial killings by 'The Couple Killer'..." Mac started to explain while pulling out a file and handing it to Danny.

"And your showing this us why?" Danny asked as Lindsay leaned over next to him to read the file.

"The FBI need someone from NYPD on the old case over there." Mac continued while leaning back in his chair as he loosened his tie. This was going to be hard to convince them and he knew it.

"Why do I feel like there is a 'And' to that last comment." Danny said looking up from the file.

"They also are sending two undercover agents posing as a young couple on a road trip to bate him into being caught." Mac replied.

Lindsay looked up from the file, "Okay, well then why are we here then?" She asked, she was getting a nervous feeling in her stomach.

"They don't have any agents that fit or match a 'young couple' so..." Mac sighed.

Lindsay and Danny looked at each-other then at Mac. "You're sending us?" Danny asked disbelievingly. Mac could only nod.

Lindsay just sat there in shock, "As in me and Danny... as." She swallowed, "A um.. couple?" She asked just to be sure.

Danny looked sideways at her and placed his hand over his heart. "What? You don't think we'd made a cute couple!?"

She turned to Mac and pointed to him. "I can't work with him."

"Why not," Mac asked. He saw no problem.

Danny leaned over and played with a piece of Lindsay's hair, making her squirm in her seat. She swatted his hands away and groaned.

"That's why! He'll drive me crazy!"

"In a good way though, Mac," Danny said as he smirked like an idiot.

Lindsay gasped and lightly punched him in the arm. He winced and rubbed his shoulder. Mac rubbed his forehead and placed his elbow's on his desk.

"Look, there's no one else we can get. It's either you two or..."

Lindsay closed her eyes and bit her lip. She knew it was either this or get suspended from work for weeks. Danny held up his hands. He wasn't about to lose his job because there was enough sexual tension between the two to keep the lights of New York on all night.

"Look. Can you explain a little more... about what we have to do?"

"You live in an apartment by the beach for a few days, if necessary, a few weeks until we catch the guy. That simple."

:::TBC:::