A/N: Thanks to shane vanson, mjels, 4ever Optimistic, and babygurl1944 for the reviews. I don't own CSI: NY, yada yada yada, enjoy.

Don was heading up to the floor of the crime lab Mac was on. Minutes before, he had to get into an all out fistfight with a suspect of a murder who had run. He had eventually gotten the suspect under control and got one of his men to shove him into a squad car, but he was still pissed. He was surprised, but at the same time it cheered him up seeing Robin leaning on the wall opposite one of the walls. Curious as to why she was on the floor below Adam's lab, he walked over to her. "Hot Dog Girl!" he waved.

She looked up at him. "New Best Friend," she greeted.

Flack nodded. "What are you doing down here? Your brother's a-"

"Floor up, yeah, I know. I got a visitor's pass and everything, but that woman behind the desk said I couldn't go up without an escort on that floor,"

Don blinked. "Yeah you can,"

Robin shrugged. "Talk to her," she motioned at the receptionist.

Don looked over and saw the woman she pointed to was Stephanie, the receptionist that he couldn't stand and vice versa. "Yeah. Go figure. Come on, I'm your 'escort' then," he nudged her back with the tips of his fingertips, steering her towards the elevator. He waved at Stephanie, who merely rolled her eyes. They got inside and it started going up. After a small silence, Don spoke up. "Sorry, what was your name again?"

Robin laughed. "Thank God, I'm not alone. Now I don't feel bad. Robin. Sorry, I forgot yours, too…"

"Don," Don replied with a smile of his own. " I'm never good with names unless they're colleagues or suspects on the other side of the interrogation table, ya know?" he paused. "… I guess you wouldn't, but…"

Robin put her hands up. "No worries, I do," she looked forward when the elevator doors opened and laughed, seeing Adam on the other side, pacing.

Adam only seemed to notice Don at first. "Flack! Flack, did you see Robin down there? I forgot Steph is in one of her moods where she doesn't let anyone up, and I told Robin to met me up here a few minutes before I got off work. I was gonna meet her down there and got caught up so I'm late and now she's gonna kill me and be-"

"Right next to me?" Don smirked.

Adam looked to Don's right and looked relieved, seeing Robin. "Oh! Robbie, you're here!"

Robin laughed and stepped out, followed by Don. She folded her arms and put them on Adam's shoulder. "And I won't kill you… yet,"

Adam snickered a bit.

" 'Yet'?" Don raised an eyebrow.

Robin looked at Adam. "Family Reunion '98?"

"Yup," Adam nodded, then looked at Don when he looked even more confused. "Our folks had a family reunion in '98 and we have a big family, so there were a lot of people coming, so I was stuck in her room, splitting her bed with her. I was sixteen and she was eighteen, so needless to say it was totally mortifying and we were pissed, so we fought over our own sides a lot that week,"

"I ended up shoving him outta the bed at one point and he landed on his leg, breaking it," Robin admitted, crossing her arms over her chest and rocking back and forth from heel to toe.

Don's jaw dropped, feeling Adam's pain. He looked at Adam to hear his side or more details on hers.

"Yeah, well, I sprained her leg," Adam said proudly with a shrug.

Don blinked. "You have a messed up family. Now, where's Mac?"

Adam laughed and nodded. "Ain't that the truth, and he's-"

"Adam, who's this?"

Adam closed his eyes. "Right behind me," he turned and sent the man behind him his most innocent smile possible. "Mac, my sister Robin. Robin, my boss, Mac Taylor,"

Mac Taylor nodded and shook her hand. "Ah. I was wondering when I'd meet the 'Normal Ross Sibling',"

Robin smiled. "Depends what you call normal, Mr. Taylor,"

A small smile graced Mac's face. "Ah. I like that,"

Robin nodded. "And I love your name. Mac. Can you go wrong with a guy named Mac?" She paused. "…I swear I'm not kissing up so you go lightly on this one," she pulled Adam against her side.

Mac chuckled. "Well, enjoy your time together. Now, if you'll excuse us, it's Flack and I have to put some finishing touches on one of our cases,"

"Don't let us keep you," Robin waved her hand.

Don and Mac nodded a farewell, then turned and left.

Robin let out a breath that she didn't realize she was actually holding. "You're right, he is scary,"

"Toldja," Adam shot back, mostly playfully, then went to a more serious note. "So, how's Ma?"

Robin smiled. "You don't waste time, do you?"

Adam shrugged. "Hey, I'm worried about her. I know you are too. I mean, even if the marriage fell apart years ago, Dad just blew his brains out three days ago, Robbie. You know just as well as I do that she still had some feelings for him, and Aunt Clara dying a couple of months ago doesn't help,"

"I know. She's fine, though. Really. I think me being with her helped her out, though. Now she wants to see you, too,"

"I will when we go down there Christmas week,"

Robin gasped and poked his chest. "You are evil, Adam Michael Ross,"

Adam smirked, then poked her forehead. "And you're pushy, Robin Jean Ross,"

Robin stuck her tongue out at him.

Adam laughed. "Aww, come here," he hugged her. "Alright. Just hang tight for a bit, 'kay? I gotta finish here, too, and I'll be right with ya,"

"Gotcha," Robin spotted a seat and sat down, looking around at the place that Adam had described so fondly. He was right about the people he worked with, well, at least two of them, since she wasn't so sure about Mac now, and how he had described the place itself did justice to it. She had just gotten comfortable when a female voice caught her attention.

"Hi. Can I help you?"

Robin looked over, seeing a tan skinned, brunette woman looking down at her. "Oh, uh, no thank you. I'm waiting for my brother, Ad-"

"Adam! You're Robin!"

Robin sat up. "Uh… yeah," she blinked, then realization hit her. "Adam told you about me today, didn't he?"

The woman laughed. "Actually, no. He's mentioned you before… at least to me, and you look like him, so I figured it must be… well, you. I'm Stella Bonasera,"

"Robin Ross," she shook Stella's hand. "I've heard quite a bit about you, myself,"

"I deny everything," Stella laughed.

Robin smiled back. "No, I think it's Danny that should be denying everything, really,"

Stella laughed. "Oh, you've met him?"

"Yeah, he and Don were with Adam when I ran into them yesterday," Robin nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Oh, Flack too, hm?"

Robin paused, trying to recall Don's last name. "Yeah… Flack, right,"

Stella nodded. "Well, we're all getting off shift, so I'll let you go. I'm sure Adam's coming now…"

"Right you are, Stel-LA!" the last part was yelled because Adam had taken a running start at them, then slid the rest of the way, only to have his foot catch one of the desk's legs so he ended up faceplanting.

"Ooh!" both girls hissed, helping him up.

Adam pointed up when he got to his feet. "I'm okay, I'm alright!" he nearly fell over again, but the girls caught him.

"Has he always been like this?" Stella asked, laughing. " Because this is a typical experience for him, these days,"

"Oh, trust me. As a kid, too," Robin nodded.

"Worse as a kid, really," Adam agreed, shaking his head to get rid of the starts blurring his vision.

Robin laughed. "True… you okay?"

Adam nodded. "Fine now. Why are you always so protective?"

"Why do you always give me a reason to be protective?" Robin smirked.

Stella laughed. "I love siblings interacting,"

Adam looped his arm around Robin's waist and she put her hands on his shoulder closest to her and made an identical hum, trying to look completely innocent yet again.

Stella shook her head. "You guys go enjoy yourselves. I left my bag in your lab, Adam,"

"Not the best place to leave it, is it, Stella?" Adam asked.

"Not the best idea to distract a woman enough to leave her back somewhere, is it, Adam?"

"Touché," Adam raised his eyebrows and nodded.

Stella winked and headed for Adam's lab.

Robin chuckled and shook her head.

Adam glanced at her. "What?"

"You're all a big, dysfunctional family. I like that. It's like home all over again,"

"Yeah," Adam agreed, then sighed. "Alright, you came here 'cause ma told us to get a list of relatives to send letters about dad too, so let's go get started… and have food. I need food,"

Robin laughed. "After you,"

They headed for the elevator again.

--

Meanwhile:

A tall, thin man watched as another made his way into an alley to get to a jeep parked on the other side. He laughed to himself. "People never learn," he murmured before glancing at the glock at his side. He smirked even more, then put the hood of his sweatshirt up so it shadowed his eyes. He looked around, making sure nobody was there to see anything, then trotted across the street and into the alley after the man he had been following. When he saw the man had made it to his car, he slowed down, then when the man was at his car's trunk, he leaned on the wall. "I thought we had an agreement, Porter,"

Porter jumped slightly, then looked up. " X, I had it planned, but that girl and her friends… they were there… I couldn't…"

'X' let out a bitter, emotionless laugh. He called himself X to Porter to install more fear in the already terrified man "You didn't have the guts, you mean,"

Porter shook his head. "No, man! I swear! Give me more time!"

X shook his head. "You tried, you failed. You only get one shot at this. Your time is up,"

"No, no, please!" Porter begged.

Too late. X had already brought the glock up and shot Porter right between the eyes. He didn't even flinch. The smirk reappeared. "You coulda screwed us over, Porter. This is your own fault,"

"And you just did screw us over,"

X's smirk faded. "You and I had an agreement too,"

"Yeah, and you just blew it, yourself. Next time learn to be a bit more clean… oh, there won't be a next time,"

Before X knew what had even literally hit him, there was a sudden pain in his chest, then his world went black and was no more.

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"Oh! Aunt Carol!" Adam bounced up and down, happy to come up with another name.

Robin blinked. "Uh… Ads? She hated Dad…"

Adam shrugged. "At least I got another one,"

Robin glanced back at the list with three names in front of her. "Eh, good point,"

Adam laughed, then paused, feeling his cell phone vibrate. "Hold on, Sorry," he hit talk. "Adam Ross,"

"Hey, Adam. It's Mac… uh… hate to say it, but some moron decided to commit murder at the worst possible time… twenty seconds before our shift ended, so… we got stuck with it for some reason… we gotta work a few extra hours now, so you're gonna have to cut dinner short,"

Adam nodded. "Yeah. Sure. I'm sure she'll understand,"

"Right," Mac hung up.

Adam hung up as well, then winced, looking at his sister. "Er…"

Robin smiled. "Duty calls? Go help. It's your job. I can wait. I'll go bother Amber again,"

Adam laughed, then leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. "You're the best, sis," he dropped the money he owed for the beer he had on the table, grabbed his jacket and ran out the door, leaving Robin laughing behind him.