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Danny Messer woke up to the sound of his mobile. What the hell Mac could want from him after a double shift was beyond him. He reached for his phone, and in the process, knocked his glasses on the floor. He sighed and counted to 5 before he completely lost his temper. He decided to answer his phone to find out what the hell Mac wanted before attempting to pick up his glasses off of the floor without falling out of bed.

"Messer."

"Danny, it's Mac. I'm sorry to bother you on your day off, but we need you to come in."

"Can I ask what the emergency is?"

Mac could tell that the young CSI was annoyed. Who wouldn't be after working a double shift which didn't resolve itself? He decided to let Danny in on the note.

"Danny, we had a DB in Central Park, and whilst processing his clothes, Adam found a note. A threatening note. Do you remember the hit and run case from 3 months back?"

"Sure, but Lindsay worked that case."

"Yes she did and that's the problem. The guy that she convicted escaped this morning."

Danny's mind was struggling to cope from the lack of sleep, but a picture was starting to develop. And needless to say, the picture wasn't a good one.

Mac decided to continue, "The note that Adam found was threatening the person that survived. And the person that convicted him."

"But, that means that…"

"Lindsay is in danger Danny. That's why we need you to come in"


Mac hung up the phone just as he rounded the corned where Lindsay and Stella were waiting for him. He knew that Lindsay should be taken off of the case, but he knew that, despite her life being in danger, Lindsay wouldn't budge. Especially if a young women was in danger. He decided to suggest it anyway.

"Lindsay, maybe you should…"

But before he could get any further, Lindsay interrupted him.

"Mac there is no way that you are taking me off of this case. Not now."

Mac tried to stifle smile - despite everything, Lindsay was stubborn and determined, which was partly what made her such a great CSI.

"You're sure?"

"Positive."

"You know Danny won't like this, don't you?"

"Stella, Danny might be my boyfriend but he most certainly does not control what I can and can't do. If he doesn't like it, then tough."

This time, neither Mac nor Stella could prevent a smile. But Mac quickly sobered up.

"Right well, before we decide what to do next, we'll have to talk to the survivor. Did you interview her before Lindsay?

"No but that we because we couldn't. After the accident, she was in a coma for 2 weeks, and by the time she woke up, we had all the evidence we needed to make the conviction. I never even saw her myself, the nurse did all of the processing for us. But it stands to reason that her work colleague is just a casualty, a way to get the message across that he hasn't finished what he started."

"Right ok, well lets see what she knows. Like maybe why this guy wants her dead in the first place."


Annabel looked up from her previous position with her head in her hands as 3 detectives walked into the room. The two females sat down at the table, whilst the man stayed standing.

"Miss Fletcher," Mac began, "I'm Detective Taylor, this is Detective Bonasera and Detective Monroe. We appreciate you coming down to answer a few questions about Mr Gibson."

Lindsay looked at the women sat in front of her. The women was clearly nervous, and despite her blonde hair covering part of her face, Lindsay could still see the scar across her jaw line from when she was in the accident.

"Please, call me Annabel. What sort of things do you need to know?"

"Did Mr Gibson have any enemies, maybe a disgruntled client, or ex girlfriend that you know of?"

"No, Andrew was hopelessly single. He was a bit of a player, and he did try to hit it off with almost every girl in the firm, me included, but needless to say, we didn't fall for his 'charms'. But to be honest, none of us know him very well, he was transferred from Ohio about 2 months back, and he wasn't very talkative about his personal life. As for clients, he mostly worked with inheritance, like me, so most of the people who he was dealing with have died."

"Annabel, we have reason to believe that this man may have killed Andrew," Stella began, "Do you recognise him?"

Stella passed Annabel the photo of Derek Patterson, and watched as the women in front of her began to shake from fear, as her face drained of colour.

"Yes, that's Derek. Derek Patterson." The words came out in a whisper, and tears filled Annabel's eyes, before running down her cheeks.

Mac passed her a box of tissues, as Stella gave Annabel a sympathetic look. Lindsay gave a sad smile, and paused briefly before asking,

"How do you know him Annabel/?"

Annabel looked up, and briefly connected eyes with Lindsay, before looking away towards the window. But that brief second was all it took for Lindsay to recognise the depth of pain Annabel was feeling, as well as the anger and survivors guilt that she herself had suffered through when her friends were shot dead in the diner, all those years ago. It took a few moments for Annabel to gather her thoughts enough to deliver a coherent answer.

The three detectives had to lean closer to hear her answer.

"He tried to kill me. And he killed my friend Paige. He ran us off of the road. He'd been following me for months but I didn't realise it was him, and I couldn't do anything to save Paige!" Her thoughts came out jumbled and she began to cry hysterically, not being able to hold the tears in much longer.


Mac was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, and both Stella and Lindsay could sense it. Mac was not what you would call an emotional person. He muttered in Stella's ear that he was going to go and wait for Danny, Flack and Hawkes to arrive, but before he left, he put a comforting hand on Annabel's shoulder. Then he left the girls to do their job, in a way that Mac would never be truly able to understand.

Outside, Mac nearly walked straight into Danny, who looked as if he had broken every traffic law known to man just so that he could get to the lab as quickly as possible. Before Danny could utter a would, Mac pulled him into the room that looked into the interview room. Seeing that Lindsay was still very much alive, Danny visibly relaxed, but continued to watch her through the glass as if she might disappear at any moment. Mac watched with interest. He knew that Danny cared about Lindsay - that was shown by the way he'd given her a nickname and spent most of his time watching her, even if he was meant to be working. He even knew about the time that Danny had flew to Montana, just to help Lindsay deal with one of the worst moments of her life. He saw the depth of concern and fear on Danny's face, and immediately knew that if something ever happened to Lindsay, he would lose Danny too.

"Don't worry Danny, we'll keep her safe."

All Danny could do was nod, as he continued to watch the women that he considered to be his whole world.


Lindsay, unaware of the scene behind the glass, leaned forward and took Annabel's hand. She knew first hand what she was going through, although when her friends died, she wasn't the specific target. For now all Lindsay could do was let her cry, and wait with dread for the moment where she had to tell her that the worst was not over.