While Danny was being questioned in the interrogation room, Lindsay sat on the couch in the breakroom. She had a cup of coffee in her hand and stared into nowhere. She wanted to go home, but she was told to wait. The might want to question her again. She just hoped that Mac and the rest solved Michael's case soon, so it would all be over. But she had a feeling things were would get a lot worse first.

"Oh, there you are." Stella came into the breakroom followed by Mac. He had a very serious look on his face and Lindsay had a very bad feeling.

"How are you holding on?" Mac informed. 'Well, how do you think I'm holding up!' Lindsay thought.

"I'm fine Mac, thanks for asking." She said.

"That's nice to hear." Stella said, but she knew Lindsay was lying.

"So, what's wrong?" Right now Lindsay didn't really care about anything except for news on Michael's death. Stella looked at Mac. He sighed.

"We have recovered the bulled in autopsy." Why would that be bad news, Lindsay thought.

"But, the bulled came from a police gun." Mac looked at the ground. He hated to give this kind of news.

"And, because of his position, we found out, that the only way he could have been shot was from an 40 degree angle. And the only car positioned in that angle was your car." Mac finished.

"That's why you and Danny will be the only ones being questioned from now." Stella explained.

Lindsay was feeling a bit nauseous. This meant that either she or Danny shot her brother. She didn't know what would be the worst scenario. She would never forgive herself if she did it, but she didn't want Danny to feel bad either.

"I'm sorry about all of this." Mac said when he saw her face. Lindsay just nodded.

"Danny's still in interrogation. She should know, too." Lindsay almost whispered.

"We already took care of that." Stella said, putting her hand on Lindsay's shoulder.

After they told Lindsay she was going to be questioned after Danny she went to sit on the bench next to the interrogation room. After a while Danny came out and took a place next to her. Mac and Stella were sitting on the bench, as well. Since two of their co-workers were in trouble, they were going to be questioned, too. Lindsay was told to wait, because the questioners needed to discuss a few things.

After a while a red-headed man, who had Lindsay's brown eyes, came walking trough the hallway. When he saw Lindsay his face turned angry and he yelled:

"Lindsay!" Lindsay just looked up, as if being yelled at was the most common thing in her life.

"Lindsay, we need to talk!" The man grabbed her arm and yanked her out of her chair, towards the room across the the interrogation room.

"Eddie, what's wrong?" Lindsay asked with a cool, calm voice.

"Why are you sitting next to that man, that murderer?" Eddie asked while raising his voice.

"What are you talking about?" Lindsay was confused.

"That man is your brothers killer, and you're just sitting next to him!" He pointed at Danny.

Now Lindsay understood what he was talking about. Eddie must have heard about the Michael being shot by her or Danny.

"What? Danny isn't a murderer! He's a friend of mine!" Lindsay was getting a little mad about the fact that her oldest brother just stood there accusing one of her best friends around here.

"They said either you or he killed Michael!" He took a step closer to her, as to scare her. But she never backed away, not even a millimetre.

"It hasn't been proven yet." Lindsay said, now with her calm voice.

"But you would never shoot your brother so then that leaves us one other person, doesn't it?" He said sarcastic.

"You think Michael was shot on purpose?" Lindsay asked in disbelief. Eddie could be so naïve sometimes.

"Ed, it was a shooting! It's chaos, people can easily shoot someone par accident! I could have shot him, too!"

Danny, Mac and Stella were looking at the two siblings fighting through the glass wall. Stella well noticed how Lindsay was trying to protect Danny, maybe she was a little overprotecting.

"You shouldn't have lost him!" Now more people came down the hallway.

First there was a woman looking exactly like Lindsay, she was definitely older, though. She looked like she was looking for something. She was followed by three other people. Two men and an other woman.

"Why am I the one responsible for Eddie all of a sudden?" The youngest man argued.

"You always did that!"

"No I didn't!"

"Then who did?" Asked the woman. She was blond and had bright, blue eyes.

"Michael did." The man who was walking behind them answered quietly. He had blond hair as well and his eyes were sea-green.

Everybody stared at him, except for the oldest woman.

"Renee, Matt, stop arguing!" She said, not noticing that they had already stopped.

"I think I found him." She said pointing through the glass at Lindsay and Eddie.

"If you shot Michael I will never be able to forgive you! I just don't think I could live with that!" Eddie screamed.

"But Michael's death was an accident! Why can't you just listen to me!" Lindsay's voice was a little desperate.

"If you keep hanging around with that guy I don't want to see you any more!" Eddie said.

"But just listen to me, nothing has been proved yet!" Lindsay was at the point of crying.

"I either him or your family!"

"Oh, you're such a daddy's boy!" Lindsay screamed at him, but as soon as the words left her mouth she knew that it wasn't exactly her best idea. Eddie's hand turned into a fist and he hit her hard on her forehead.

"Ow, no! Not again!" The woman called Rennee said and she and her brothers and sister ran into the room. Matt grabbed Eddie and held him away from Lindsay.

"He would be so proud of you now!" Lindsay was obviously mad at him. Her hands were little fist. And she had a big gash on her forehead. The other man held her so she couldn't take revenge at her brother. Rennee and the other woman stood next to them.

"Why don't you go home Eddie." Matt said pushing him to the door.

"And if you ever hit her again I will kill you, you understand?" He said. Eddie just nodded and stormed out the room.

Now everyone's attention came down on Lindsay. They were al glaring at her.

"Now what was that good for?" Matt asked, with an angry voice.

"I was just trying to stop him, he just wouldn't listen." Lindsay defended herself.

"Well that was nicely handled!" She oldest woman said. She turned around to follow her brother.

"Jacky wait!" Lindsay yelled after her, but it was already to late. Everyone just looked at her more angry.

"But I didn't mean it! I only wanted him to listen!" Lindsay knew they would stay mad at her whatever she said, but she just kept on trying. Matt just shook his head.

"Matthew..."

"Stop it! That's enough Lindsay!You've done enough already!" He turned around and Renee let out a sigh in disapproofment before she followed.

Lindsay lowered her head. "So, you're mad at me too, right?" She whispered to the only one left.

He just stared at her, he never was the talking one. That was probably the reason Lindsay loved him so much.

"I didn't mean it, I didn't want to hurt anyone. Please Noa." Her voice was tired, and exhausted.

"Matt's right, you know. That's enough." He tuned around and left to follow the others. Lindsay just sat down at the desk in the room and rested her head on her arms. Through the glass Danny, Mac and Stella felt sorry for her, as they gave each other silent looks.

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This was chapter 2 It was a little longer, I hope you liked it. I'll be happy to receive your reviews anytime. Next chapter will cantain more DL deffenently. Thanks for reading.

Lily