TITLE: Baby Proof
AUTHOR: AShiningstar
SUMMARY: Begins six months after Sleight of Hand, Danny and Lindsey are together...please read and review!
PAIRING: DL (of course!)
RATING: T
DISCLAIMER: I do not claim to own anything associated with CSI: NY.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Big Thanks to Dingbat142001 for beta reading this story. Thanks to everyone who left a comment or a review, and to those of you who added me to your author alert list. It means so much to know people are reading. I hope everyone enjoys the story! Please leave a review. :)

On the Scene and in the lab

This was not the kind of crime scene he needed today. The victim was a young woman, probably late twenties. She had been stabbed in the chest. There had been an anonymous tip that had brought the police to the victim's apartment. As Danny stared around the small apartment at all of the baby items, he wondered if the victim was expecting. She didn't appear to be, but that meant nothing.

Sheldon Hawkes was taking pictures of the victim and the scene. Mac was there as well.

"Boys let's find out what happened here." He said as they set to work in processing the scene.

"The victim is Jennifer March. No sign of forced entry. The door was closed, but not locked when we arrived." Flack explained.

"What's with all the baby stuff?" Danny asked. Flack shrugged. "You think our vic is pregnant?" He asked Mac, as he set to work dusting for prints.

"I hope not. I'm sure Sid will be able to tell us." Mac replied.

There weren't any signs that a baby had been in the apartment, no dirty diapers, or dirty baby clothes. There wasn't a murder weapon on the scene, but the team found several odd items. Hawkes discovered a rather impressive array of surgical equipment in the victim's bedroom. He snapped a picture of it spread out a tray, on a small table, that sat next to the bed. "It's as if someone was about to perform surgery." He announced, when he found a vial of general anesthesia, also snapping a picture of that.

"Hey Mac," Danny yelled, "What do you make of this?" He pointed to a rounded foam pad of some sort that had straps attached to it.

Mac just looked at Danny, "What is it?"

"Thought you might know," Danny responded.

The two investigators just looked at each other with puzzlement in their eyes.

Lindsay stared at the computer screen in front of her. A print was running through AFIS. She could not focus today. Oh God, what if I am pregnant. Why didn't Danny say anything before he left? We were careful. I know we were careful!

Stella interrupted her thoughts, "I think you have a hit." She was dropping something off in the room, but stopped to see if this could be the break in the case they had been working.

Lindsay pulled up the record of the owner of the mystery finger print. "I can't believe we didn't find this print earlier." From the looks of the file on the screen this was their guy. Just paroled, and already committing another crime.

"Let's get this jerk off the street before does this again," Stella said.

"So Sid, what can you tell us about Ms. March?" Hawkes asked, on one side of the table.

Sid removed his glasses from his eyes, "I found some skin under her nails, also some stands of hair. Both have been sent to Trace."

"COD?" Danny asked.

"Blunt force trauma." Sid replied gesturing to the back of the head. "Her skull was cracked open." Then he added, "Oh, also she may have been abused once. I found some old scars that are consistent with abuse, specifically child abuse."

Danny looked at Hawkes, which would ask the question they'd both been curious about. Had the victim been pregnant? Since Sid hadn't mentioned it chances are she wasn't.

Danny bit the bullet and asked, "Was she pregnant?"

Sid looked slightly puzzled, "No, why do you ask?"

Hawkes spoke up to explain, "Well there was some evidence at the scene that lead us to believe that she was expecting."

A few hours later, Flack and Stella were interrogating the repeat offender. Lindsay watched from behind the window. Their suspect wasn't admitting anything, but with the evidence collected from the man's car, they knew he was their guy. Lindsay left the observation room, headed back to the lab. She wanted this case to be over. She wanted to go home. She wanted to know if she was pregnant. She hadn't seen Danny all day. She knew he was probably back from the crime scene. She scanned the rooms to see if he was there. It didn't take long, to spot him. He was thinking, she could tell by the look on his face. She wasn't sure if she should hope it was about the case he was working, or about her. She wasn't sure if she should disturb him, but when he looked up and caught her stare, she knew the decision was made.

"Hey," She said stepping in the lab. She took in the surroundings, "What's all this?" She gestured to all the boxes of baby items. The look on her face was a mix of surprise and puzzlement.

"It's evidence." Hawkes spoke up, suddenly appearing from behind one of the boxes. He packed a small piece of evidence in an envelope. "I'm going to go see what this is." He explained to Danny, and then he left.

Lindsay took a few steps closer to Danny, "What kind of case is this?" She asked, looking at the pictures spread out on the table.

"Young women, blunt force trauma." He attempted to explain. "By the positioning of her body it looks like her head was cracked open by the corner of the coffee table. No suspects, yet. Our lead is a 911 call made from a payphone 2 blocks from the scene. We're waiting for the audio to be handed over. Other than that, we have a bunch of strange pieces of evidence." He gestured to the surgical tools, and the rounded foam pad.

Lindsay nodded. She wasn't sure what to say.

"So how's your day been, Montana?" Danny asked. He could tell she was tense, but he wouldn't dare mention what he thought was probably making her tense.

She sighed and looked up into his eyes. "It's been ok. I need to go look at the evidence from our suspect's car." She started to step towards the door. They couldn't have the talk they needed to have here.

"You want to do lunch later?" he asked.

"Sure." She replied.

Mac poked his head into the room. "Danny, we have a lead. My office," He had used the tone, that meant right now. So Danny followed.

"See you later," Lindsay mumbled as he passed.

Danny, Hawkes, and Flack, the last to arrive, were assembled in Mac's office.

"We have a confession." Mac announced wasting no time. "A woman walked into the precinct 20 minutes ago and confessed to causing the death of Jennifer March."

The men listened in awe. A confession wasn't unheard of, but it happened rarely.

The head detective continued, "The D.A. is getting the woman's official statement. If needed, we can bring her here for more questioning. In the mean time, we now have more evidence; her clothes, a DNA sample, her fingerprints, and possibly more. We need to make sure her confession is backed up with science."

The men nodded in agreement.

"One more thing," Mac added before he dismissed the men, "Our suspect is 8 months pregnant."