Baby Girl
Disclaimer- I don't own anything unfortunately! However I do own the little Baby Girl that is left alone and I own her mother and possibly any other characters that we may meet along the way.
This story is set after Zoo York around a month after. Jessica Angel is in it. And there is D/L later on, Flangell from the beginning and Smacked later on too. Enjoy!
The young girl lay on the nursery floor, the blood slowly pouring out of her chest. Her baby was crying, her baby was watching her bleed out. She wanted to go and protect her baby. Tell her baby that everything was going to be okay. But she couldn't. She was going to die and her baby was going to be the only witness.
The man who did this to her was long gone; she had been lying here for over 20 minutes. Her blood was flowing slowly from her body; she didn't have enough strength to get to the phone. Truth is told she didn't have enough energy or strength to get anywhere not even a few feet away.
She wanted someone to come save her. Anyone. She just wanted to live, see her baby grow up to be an adult. To see her baby happy, sad because her boyfriend broke up with her, in tears when her true love asked her to marry him, exhausted when she gave birth to her child, grandchildren to her.
She was 23 and already she was thinking of her baby having a baby, looking at the tiny girl crying in the crib she thought that sounded impossible.
She pulled her hand away from her chest to reveal a hand covered in blood. She cried, it was weak and the tears slowly dripped onto the baby pink carpet.
"I love you baby girl." And that was her last departing words.
-Baby Girl-
"We got a case." Mac said, coming into the break room.
Everyone was there, they had finished paperwork yesterday but they had still been asked to come in today. They were just using it as a way to have fun and talk to each other. It was summer and they had found that criminals tend to like to live civilised lives in summer.
"Yes!" Adam shouted, pumping his fist in the air.
"Adam!" Stella laughed, looking shocked.
"Im bored, being bored is so boring." Adam whined.
"You're such a kid." Stella laughed, chucking a biscuit at him.
He caught and shoved it in his mouth. "Thanks"
"You're such a pig." Jessica laughed, sitting on the arm of the sofa with one arm around Don.
"So guys, any of you actually hear me. We got a case." Mac said, still standing at the doorway.
"Oh yeah." Stella laughed, standing up and walking over to Mac.
"What's the case about?" Don asked, pulling Jess down onto his lap. She fell at an awkward angle and squished Don and Danny who was sitting watching Lindsay with a morbid fascination.
"Angel, you need to work on your grace." Danny smirked.
"Shut it Messer." Jessica said, sticking her tongue out.
"So's anyone coming to the case?" Mac asked, frowning at how the summer made his co-workers lose attention span.
"Yeah," Lindsay and Hawkes said. Standing up and joining Stella and Mac at the doorway.
"Anyone else?" Mac asked.
"Mmmm." Danny grunted. Getting up and slowly walking over to Lindsay, Stella and Mac.
"You're only doing that cause Lindsay decided to go." Don laughed.
"Yeah, probably." Danny yawned.
"Hey guys, I really need a detective on this one." Mac said, laughing at how his team were slowly falling asleep and how pathetically unaware of everything they said.
"C'mon guys. You all got to wake up and Don, Jess get your butts over here, Adam prepare there will be lots of evidence!" Stella shouted.
Don and Jess hurried over to them and Adam scurried out, yawning.
"Don, Jess, Lindsay, Sheldon and Danny, you take the SUV, me and Stell will take the car." Mac ordered.
"Please Mac, No don't make me go with them, Danny will spend all his time trying to talk to Lindsay, she'll spend all of her time ignoring him and Don and Jess will spend endless hours flirting and teasing each other like two high school teens." Hawkes complained something that he very rarely did.
"And you think spending the car ride with Mac and Stella will be much better?" Lindsay asked.
"Lindsay!" Mac and Stella both shouted.
"What?" Lindsay laughed, wishing she could go get in the elevator now.
"Sheldon, stay here. We have more than enough people to do this, you can help Adam." Mac said.
"Fine." Sheldon said, walking out of the doorway and through to the lab.
"Let's go guys." Stella laughed, heading towards the elevator.
Everyone stood in the elevator as the doors closed.
"So what's this case about?" Danny asked.
"23 year old mum died leaving one witness."
"Who?"
"Her 4 day old Baby Girl." Mac explained.
"Oh."
The elevator doors pinged open and the six adults (could be argued) stepped out.
"See you guys at the scene." Stella said waving them off.
"Where is the scene?" Don asked.
"It's plugged into your GPS." Mac answered as he got into his car.
Before Don got a chance to answer Mac and Stella had left.
"Get in guys." He said as he got into the car. Jess got into the front with Don and Lindsay and Danny climbed in the back.
The ride in Stella and Mac's car was quiet. Mostly because both were thinking about what Lindsay had said. They also though about the teams reaction, much unlike their reaction of shock and confusion, the team had shown a reaction of agreement and a "Why didn't I think to say that, why didn't I have the nerve to say that."
"I give up on our co-workers. I'm never going to get them." Mac laughed looking at the curly haired woman who was smiling on the passenger seat.
"Yeah, me neither." She giggled.
Back in the other car, Don and Jess had been flirting shamelessly for the whole time and Danny had been working up different ways to get Lindsay to talk to him.
"So, Montana…" Danny started.
"Lindsay." Lindsay corrected.
"Lindsay. What made you want to move to New York?"
"I wanted a change from Montana."
"Did you not like it there?" Danny asked.
"I loved it there, my whole family lives there." Lindsay stated looking away from Danny and out of the window at the New York scenery.
"So, why did you decided to come here?" Danny asked.
"I already answered that." Lindsay said.
Flack took his eyes of the road for a minute and looked back at his friend Danny.
"Give it up, man."
Jess laughed but covered it up when Don and Danny both shot her a glance.
"Are we almost there?" Jess asked.
"2 miles." Don answered turning his attention back to the road.
"I'm hungry." She whined.
"You're such a two year old." Don said.
"Yip, so where can we get lunch?"
"What do you want?" Don asked.
"Food." Jess answered.
"I want Pizza." Danny said.
"Mm, what do you want Miss Monroe?" Don asked.
"Call me Lindsay please, I really don't mind." Lindsay answered. She was like that new girl. The one who is forced into others routines that they have to find time to fit her in.
"So Pizza?" Don asked.
"Sure." Lindsay answered quietly.
"Do you like Milkshakes?" Jess asked.
"Yeah." Lindsay answered.
"Don can we get Milkshakes?" Jess asked in the same tone that kids use when they are trying to get something.
"How old are you, Angel?" Danny asked.
"Younger than you, Messer." Jess smiled.
"How old am I?" Danny asked, shooting Jess warning looks.
"Mentally or Physically?" Jess smiled.
"Never mind." Danny said, seeing Lindsay in the window laughing slightly.
"There's a Pizza place around the corner, what kind of Milkshake?" Don asked, laughing at the bickering between his girlfriend and his best friend.
"Wont Mac, eh Mr Taylor be angry if we turn up late to a crime scene?" Lindsay asked"
"Not if we bring them pizza." Don laughed.
"Are you paying, Don?" Danny asked.
Jess looked at him, smiling and fluttering her eyes.
"Well, I'm your girlfriend and Lindsay's new." She pointed out.
"And Danny?" Don asked.
"He's probably saving his money for a date that he wants to take a certain new CSI on." Jess smiled.
"Jessica Angel!" Danny frowned.
"Do any of you two know that Lindsay can here you?" Don said.
"I can here you all three of you, but then it is very entertaining to listen to." Lindsay smirked.
"Okay, guys. I'll pay, what do you guys want?" Don asked.
"Pepperoni Pizza and Coke." Danny said.
"Eh, Linds I can't eat a whole Pizza by myself. Can we share?" Jess asked.
"Sure, what kind of Pizza?" Lindsay asked.
"Hawaiian?"Jess asked.
"I love Hawaiian." Lindsay smiled.
"Me too. Do you want a milkshake?" Jess asked.
"No thanks." Lindsay said.
"Okay then, I want a pineapple milkshake." Jess said.
"Gross, how can you eat that?" Don asked as he pulled into the drive-thru and a woman stood at the window.
"I don't I drink it." Jess stated.
"What would you like today?" She asked in an high pitched cheery voice.
"Pepperoni pizza, Hawaiian pizza, Cheese and ham pizza, Pineapple milkshake and two Cokes." Don ordered.
"Does Stella and Mac like Cheese and Ham?" Jess asked.
"Mac does and Stella is like you and will eat pretty much anything." Don smiled.
"I'll tell her you said that!" Jess said, faking a hurt frown.
"Fine." Said Don, paying for the order and collecting the boxes and cups.
He handed out the food and put Stella and Mac's on the back middle seat between Danny and Lindsay. Jess happily sipped her bright yellow drink and opened the Pizza box.
She slid a piece onto a napkin and handed the box back to Lindsay who did the same then passed the box back to Jess.
"We are going to be so late." Said Don, pulling out onto the road again.
"Eh, I have Pizza and milkshake. Im fine." Jess explained. Taking a bite into a large slice of Pizza.
"Don't make a mess." Don said.
"What do you take me for!" Jess argued.
"A child trapped in a woman's body." Danny smirked.
"Shut it Messer, or me and Stella will explain to Lindsay your idiotic mistakes over the years." She smiled, taking another bite.
"Mean woman." Danny muttered.
"Im an Angel, it's in the name."
Lindsay sat through the endless bickering. She found it hilarious to watch and listen to. Don was about to burst out laughing and he wore that smile that she had seen before. Mostly when Det. Angel was involved.
"We're here." Don said. Stopping the bickering.
Everyone got out of the car and headed towards a rather angry Mac.
"Where did you guys go?" Stella asked.
"Pizza, we bought you one." Jess said smiling.
"You're late!" Mac shouted.
"Jess' fault." Danny said.
"You set our new girl a bad example." Stella warned.
"I promise I didn't pick up on any of it." Lindsay smiled.
The six of them headed towards the house, it was a small but pretty house. Big enough for a small family. Lindsay observed the scene around her. A man with no experience of children stood talking to police officers. He was holding a young girl, no older than a week old at an awkward angle. The baby was squirming and kicking out.
"Lindsay go with Jess to talk to Mr Clark." Mac ordered.
"Yes, Sir." Lindsay nodded before running off trying to catch up with Jess who was already o about 3 feet away from the man.
"She's too polite." Stella laughed.
-Baby Girl-
"So, Mr Clark. You say you came home and found your sister lying dead on the floor of her baby's room." Jess confirmed.
"Yes. Look what do I do with the baby? She won't stop crying and I don't know what to do. I have to go back to my wife, I can't take her with me." Mr Clark, said. His voice shaky.
"Child Services will come pick her up in a few hours. Miss Monroe will take her right now." Jess said, taking the baby from Mr Clarks hands and rocking her gently before handing her to Lindsay.
"What will happen to her?" Mr Clark asked.
"We will find a home for her with either some family members or if we have to she will be put into a foster home." Lindsay said, trying to calm the baby down. She didn't want to be playing mum to this child the whole case but she couldn't argue.
"A foster home." Mr Clark repeated.
"Is there a father?" Jess asked.
"No, well there is. No-one knows who he is though." Mr Clark frowned. "He left her, the day after she told him that she was carrying his child."
"Okay, well Mr Clark thank you for your time. Here's my number, call if you have any more information that could be valuable to our case." Jess said.
Both women turned, and headed off to the house.
"You okay with that." Jess asked, looking at Lindsay who had succeeded in calming the baby girl down.
"Yeah, fine." Lindsay said as they walked into the house.
They headed towards the bedroom that was painted in a pale shade of pink. It was a simple bedroom with a cot in one corner, two white chest of drawers and a rocking chair with a pink pillow on it. The room was small and was made even smaller by the three adults who were inside doing all of the crime scene investigating and the body that lay getting studied by Sid the medical examiner.
"Hey, guys." Jess said, she stood at the doorway as there was no way she was going to get inside.
"What did you find out?" Mac asked, coming over to the two women.
"The brother Mr Anthony Clark came in around 2pm to check to see how his sister and niece were getting on. He let himself in after knocking for several minutes. He found the body and ran outside, throwing up in the bushes then calling us." Jess smiled.
"The father?" Mac asked, looking at his new CSI holding the little girl gently like she had done it all her life.
"Unknown but I think there is more in that area than what Mr Clark is letting us know." Jess said.
"Lindsay, what do you think?" Mac asked, startling the young woman.
"Oh, I think by the way Mr Clark acted when Jess asked him about this little girls dad that he knows who the father is and where he is now. Sir." Lindsay said.
"How did you come to that? And just call me Mac." Mac said.
"I worked this case in Montana, where a young girl was killed, she was 4 months pregnant at the time. We asked her brother if he knew that she was pregnant and if so did he know who the father was. He told us he didn't know but my boss thought he was lying so he tailed him. The brother led us to this small house in the middle of no-where and he followed him inside only to find 13 young girls around the age of his sister, all thin, sleep deprived and two were pregnant. The brother was a horrid man who sold these girls to men who would take them for a week. He didn't care what they did to them when they weren't with him. We found out that 3/10 girls that he sent away never came back because they had been killed." Lindsay sniffed.
"Do you think the brother in this case is part of that trafficking system." Mac asked.
"He had the same tattoo." Lindsay took a deep breath.
"So this girl managed to get out, sorted out her life, had her baby then was killed." Jess said.
"This case just went South." Mac said.
-Baby Girl-
Lindsay got back to the lab, still with the little baby girl. The child service people weren't coming until later on this evening so instead of actually getting some work done in the lab she was sitting at her desk researching with a sleeping baby girl lying in one arm and on her lap.
Stella and Jess had come back with her leaving the boys to do their job. Stella was now in with Adam and Sheldon in the lab working on the evidence that Stella had brought back and Jess was at the Precinct doing whatever she did there.
Lindsay didn't think it was fair to have been deemed with the responsibility of looking after a young baby but she wasn't going to argue. This was the job of her dreams and she had only been working here for under a month.
She was researching the tattoo that she had seen, while feeding the young girl a bottle of baby milk that the Child Services said the girl would need. Lindsay knew how to deal with the young child as she had looked after her niece several hundred times before when she lived in Bozeman.
"Linds, how you doing?" Stella asked, putting her head around her door.
"Great, the tattoo is a sign for a branch of traders from the East side that specialize in girls age 8-24." Lindsay explained.
"How's the baby?" Stella asked.
"Sleeping, the child services can't get here until later so I am playing baby sitter." Lindsay smiled.
"I'd speak to Mac about extra pay for your babysitting duties." Stella laughed.
"I don't know if they pay for you being a fourteen year old again." Lindsay said.
"Well, you're doing a good job." Stella assured her.
"Of course." Lindsay smiled.
Stella left, leaving Lindsay alone again with the little girl.
"We need to find a name for you Baby Girl." Lindsay smiled, looking down at the little girl lying in her now numb arm.
