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Lindsay put her coat in her employee locker and sighed. "Another long night" she mumbled as she walked out of the locker bay. Stella quickly caught up with her.

"Hey Lindsay, good to see you." She handed Lindsay a few papers.

"What's on the agenda for this evening?" Lindsay said, shifting through her papers.

Stella sighed and turned Lindsay in the direction of the morgue. "There was a little girl murdered." Lindsay shook her head grimly as Stella continued, "Died of blood loss. Her name was Jessica Harding. Her foster father will be here shortly"

At the sound of her name Lindsay stopped. "What did you say her name was?"

Stella looked at Lindsay, confused, "Jessica Harding."

"Do you know who her real parents were?" Lindsay looked concerned; she was gripping the papers Stella had given her tightly, her knuckles white.

Stella looked at one of her papers, "Her mother is dead. She was a teenage mom who was killed in a murder case in…" Stella looked at Lindsay "Montana… Lindsay… did you know her?"

Lindsay shook her head in disbelief, "Her mother… Hanna Harding. She was one of my friends in High School." Lindsay laughed in spite of herself, "She was the only cheerleader I could be friends with." Her mood changed back, her eyes snapped up to Stella's, "How did her daughter die?" Lindsay's voice was filled with fear. Jack would have gotten out of jail 5 months ago…She didn't want that to be the case.

"I told you- Blood loss." Stella studied Lindsay's behavior "I can have Mac take you off the case if you want."

"Stella- how did she die of blood loss?" Lindsay raised her voice a little at this, she had to know what happened.

"Lindsay…"

"Just TELL me Stella!" Lindsay was practically shouting at this point.

Stella sighed, "Her wrists were slashed, along with her throat."

Lindsay's whole body went rigid at the description. Images came flooding back to her, screams echoed in her head. She could see them all there, on the floor. Hanna's glazed over eyes. Stella's voice brought Lindsay back to the present.

"Lindsay! Are you going to be alright?" She put her hand on Lindsay's shoulder, "If it's going to be difficult because you knew her mother I could get you switched. Is it too much to ask how her mother died?"

Lindsay shook her head slowly, clearing her throat, "Her mother died the same way." At that, Stella whirled around to go find Mac. Lindsay called after her "Stella!" She turned to face her. "How soon can I be switched off the case?"

Stella nodded, "As soon as I talk to Mac." She headed down the hall in search for Mac Taylor.