Author's note: I just wanna say thank-you so much for all the reveiws for the last chapter, i really appreciate them. I love reading the comments. This chapter is a bit... I'm not really sure, but it's a bit mixed up, more introducing the new character. But anyway i hope you like and please don't forget to reveiw.

Mac Taylor sat at his desk filling out some paper work when he heard a knock on his glass door

Mac Taylor sat at his desk filling out some paper work when he heard a knock on his glass door. He looked up and saw a young woman standing before him, big blue eyes, long dark brown chocolate coloured hair, falling a couple of inches below her shoulders, with the centre piece twisted back to keep it from her face. She was wearing a white shirt with a pair of loose fitting grey trousers.

"Detective Taylor" she said smiling.

"Detective McClane" he replied.

"Oo, Detective, gonna have to get used to being called that I guess"

"Well if you wanna work here you are" Mac replied.

"It's good to see you Mac" she said taking a seat in front of his desk.

"It's been a while" He said "When I made you that offer I didn't think you'd ever take me up on it"

"Well when I lost my job I thought it'd be worth a shot"

"I presume what happened to get you fired at the FBI won't happen here right?" he asked, in order to hire her here he needed to know why she lost her previous job, so she filled him in on what had happened.

"You got it, I won't do that again. I just need to ask you a favour"

"What?" he asked.

Please agree to this "You can't tell Danny why I lost my job, if he knew what I got into then…."

Mac interrupted her "You have my word, I won't tell him a thing unless it ever comes down to a life or death situation" Mac knew how close Danny and her were and that they had practically been grown and raised together.

"Thank-you. Now you sure you still want me on your team, last chance to get rid of me whilst you can?" she said smiling and changing the subject.

"Are you kidding me, Stella's moved out and into a new office just for you, I can safely say that you're staying" he returned her a small smile.

"Does Danny know I'm here?" She asked.

He shook his head "I thought I'd let you tell him"

"Great. So I am with you for my first case?" She asked.

"No" he handed her a piece of paper "This is location of your first case, you'll be with Danny and Sheldon Hawkes" Then he passed her over a big silver case, pager, badge, gun, holsters, flashlight, penknife and list of contact numbers.

She took all the items and put them in her lap until Mac had finished speaking.

After a couple more minutes he stood from his desk and walked over to the door, she picked up all the given items and followed him. He took her into the locker room.

"This is your locker, the code for it is on the list of contact numbers for you, a new pair of NYPD gym clothes should be inside, they're for you to use in the gym room down stairs where we also have a special martial artist who comes in a trains who ever wants to be, the showers are down there behind the other row of lockers"

Then he took her into the office she would be sharing with Hawkes. "This is your desk"

With relief to hear so she dropped all the stuff she had been carrying round with her onto the table top.

"Sheldon has that desk there, computers and basic equipment such as scanners are in that corner over there, more advanced equipment is in the labs which are situated all over the floor. There's also a lot of technicians who will normally run the more basic operations for you such as DNA testing and fingerprints, the technician we use the most is Adam Ross, I'm sure you'll meet him some time, then we have our NYPD police Detective Flack who handles things like warrants, some interviews, and will almost always meet you at the crime scene if you're on the same case. Ballistics and fire arms are situated down stairs on the 3rd floor. Then there's also the lunch room over there" he pointed towards a small area with a couple of round tables, oven, fridge and a couple of counters along with a sink and a few cupboards. You're expected to have your pager on at all times, you might get called in even if you're not on call depending on the size of the case. Your kit is to be kept in a clean and tidy condition and gun cleaned after every use and regularly and you'll also be expected to be at every scene as soon as possible."

She nodded up and down slowly attempting to take in every thing, Why's he talking so god damn fast.

He studied her reaction "You got it all?"

Her nod changed to a shake "You were going a little to fast, I was about three lines behind you"

He smiled and patted her back "Don't worry, give it a few days. You got any questions?"

"Yeh just one, do you have a problem with my licence?" she asked

"What about it?"

"I was sort of, suspended from driving a while ago" she informed, then tensed up waiting for a reply.

He sighed "How long till you get it back?"

"Only a month" She replied.

"Don't worry about it, a month doesn't bother me, just use cabs and the underground to get from one place to another"

She nodded and smiled "Okay"

"Alright then, if you don't mind I'm going to find Flack and Stella and you get yourself down to your first case and impress me with your investigating skills"

He smiled and walked out.

She took in a big breath trying to take everything in, she had only been fired from the FBI just under two weeks ago and already she had a new job. She attached her holster to her waist and slid her Glock 22 inside. Then added her badge, cell, pager, penknife all to her belt, picked up her case and went off to her first case as an NYPD CSI.


Mac walked into the Lab joining Stella and Flack who were already talking.

"Glass shards in her feet were coated with titanium dioxide"

Flack looked at Stella "Titanium, that's strong stuff"

"And heat resistance, she's a dancer I'm thinking stage lighting, so we gotta find a stage" Mac replied.

"I don't think that's gonna be a problem" Both men looked at Stella "Just like a play in football can be specific to a team, well a dance chorography can be specific to a dance company and I've got a good idea where"

Mac nodded "good" He turned ready to walk out.

"Hey Mac who were you with earlier?" Stella asked "She the new investigator?"

Mac nodded "I showed her round, told her basics and sent her off on her first case"

Flack frowned, he hadn't been kept in the loop "Wait, we have another new investigator?"

"Yeah, she's gone to meet Danny and Hawkes for her first case" Mac stated.

Flack looked at Stella "How come nobody told me?"

Stella patted his back "Don't worry Don".

Flack looked back at Mac "She any good?"

"I know she was a good agent, I'm just hoping she's as good in the field. But luckily I know she can handle the big cases"

"How?"

"When in the FBI, she was part of the New York Crime against children department, she had already been working in that department for a few years before I met her. When I first met her she was working on a case where a serial paedophile had locked up several children between the ages 5 and 10 in his basement, by the time she found them but she was about two days too late, he had killed them all and he was gone. Which is when I was assigned to the case, I searched that basement top to bottom when I finally found something which lead her out to Ohio, where their team finally caught him with another twelve year old girl locked in one of the bedrooms."

"Sounds tough" Stella said, I can only imagine seeing all those children like that.

"Yeah, probably one of the worst cases I've worked, except for a few others I worked with her on. Anyway a couple of months after that I got a call from her. She had left that department and moved to the Murder for Hire department, she wanted me to work a case along side of her. After that she called me in every couple of months for a favour, and in return…"

"She was your contact with the FBI wasn't she" Stella asked

Mac nodded "If I ever needed information about a suspect the FBI would cover from us she'd find a way to get what I needed"

"Is that why she got fired? Going behind their back, getting information?" Stella asked.

"Erm… no, no one ever found out about that, but I can't talk about the real reason, I gave her my word"

"We understand" Stella smiled.


Danny and Hawkes started walking down the alley

"All I'm saying is that I don't understand why I have to go, I mean it's her boss's kid's thing" he moaned

Hawkes laughed and shook his head "Two hours outta your Saturday's a deal breaker"

Danny waved his hand out in defence "wow wow, I ain't the bad guy"

Sam was only a couple of feet behind the two men, she arrived straight after them and followed them down the alley, she had heard the whole conversation.

"Danny Messer complaining about a woman, now that sounds familiar" she said.

The two men looked from the body round to the woman holding a silver case similar to theirs behind them.

Danny eye's widened when he saw her "What the hell?" he said out loud.

She rested her free hand on her hip "Come on Messer, you haven't seen me for what… two years and you forgot who I am already?" she laughed.

"Sam? What the hell are you doing here?" He smiled and walked up to her, they shared a quick hug then turned back to face Hawkes.

"I'm here to find out what killed this guy" she pointed to the dead body "You?"

He frowned "What? This is an FBI case?"

Hawkes realised from FBI that she was the new team member "No, she's our new investigator" Hawkes added, obviously Danny hadn't been informed about the new person.

"She's our what?" He asked sounding confused.

"He's right, I'm working with you guys" she confirmed.

"But, I thought you were working with the FBI?" He asked

"Yeh, I kinda of lost that job" she said looking to the ground.

"Why?" He asked, he knew how much she loved her work there and was curious to know why she lost it.

She didn't wanna get into details or the truth of why she was fired "Let's just say I did something I wasn't meant to" She turned and joined Hawkes at the body.

Hawkes looked up "So, how do you two know each other?"

"Are you kidding me, she's practically like my kid sister" Danny said "Yep, I've known her and her brothers since we were kids, or since she was baby anyway"

She smiled "Where ever Danny went I went" she added "I used to think he was the coolest, along with Louie and my brothers of course"

"I'm confused, are you two related" Hawkes asked opening his kit

"Nah, her dad and my parents were and are really good friends, so we grew up together more or less, all four of her brothers were born within a couple of years of each other, at the same time as me and Louie were born, and her a couple of years after. Her brothers and us used to hang out a lot with each other and she used to tag along" Danny said pulling out the camera.

"Wow, so you were the only girl in what six boys?" Hawkes asked

"Pretty much, I mean I had a couple of friends from school, and other places but I spent most of my time with these goofs" she said

"Hey, hey no need to be harsh I get enough of that from Montana" Danny replied

"The state?" She frowned and looked at Hawkes.

"He means the other new CSI, she's from Montana and he and Danny are having a little trouble getting along" Hawkes filled her in.

She looked at Danny "What have you done to her already?" and raised her eyebrows.

"What? What makes you think I did anything to her?" Danny defended himself.

"Because I know you" She said like it was obvious "So what is she, Hot?" I bet that's why they aren't getting along.

Danny looked down at his long time friend "What?" How the hell am I supposed to answer that?

"You heard me. Are you being mean cuz you've got a little thing for her?"

Hawkes smiled and looked at Danny who looked like he didn't know what to say, which was rare for him. "So Danny, do you have a thing for her?" Hawkes asked joining Sam. I'm beginning to like her already.

"No, what are you, ganging up on me now?" He decided to change the subject and get the case rolling. He pointed at Hawkes "You, get the body temp" then he pointed at Sam and handed her the camera "You start snapping and let's get started because this guy stinks worse then death"

Hawkes stuck the temp reader into the man's side "I think that would be fish"


Later that day:

Hawkes sat at his desk running a fingerprint through his scanner and passed the time waiting for a match to come up by watching Sam go through every draw at her desk and through every cupboard and filing cabinet in their office.

She slammed the last draw and sighed loudly.

"What's up?" He asked typing something into the computer.

"I need a stapler" she said

"We don't have one in here, I think Lindsay's got one on her desk though" He rubbed his chin and glanced at Sam who slowly nodded.

"Ok great, who's Lindsay?"

"Who Danny calls Montana"

"Oh right, where can I find her?"

"Desk opposite Danny's"

"Thanks" she walked off swinging her arms by her side.

Sam looked into Danny's shared office and saw no one, then saw a stapler sitting on the end of one of the desks. She walked in and tried to pick up the stapler, then tried again. It seemed to be stuck.

Lindsay walked down the hallway back from showing Mac and Stella what the substance on the victim's neck was and a bottle of hydrogen sulphide in one hand when she saw a woman in her office pulling at something on the desk. Lindsay frowned and entered the office.

"Can I help you?" Lindsay asked putting the bottle on the table.

Sam looked up and blew the hair from the face, then quickly let go of the stapler and moved away from the desk.

"Hi, I was just trying to borrow your stapler but erm… I wasn't getting very far." Sam explained.

"Yeh, some one played a prank on me and glued some of my things to my desk, the stapler would be one of them" Lindsay smiled "You have to bring what ever you want stapled to the stapler"

"You must be Montana, nice to meet you" Yep, Danny's being mean because she's cute

"Montana? Are you related to a Danny Messer or something?" Lindsay asked Either that or Danny's had a major operation.

Samantha laughed "Not exactly, but according to him he only did this because you're 'mean' to him"

"What?" Lindsay couldn't believe it "I'm not mean to him it's the other way around, He did this because I ate all his cannolis because he made me call Mac sir which made me look like a fool, and now I really want to get him back but coming from a small family and living out in the country I have no idea what to do back" Then she took a big breath at the end.

Sam smiled "You wanna get back at Danny"

Lindsay sighed and fell back into her chair "Yeah, well it doesn't matter, whatever I do he does something better, so…"

"Alright if it was anyone else I wouldn't help them, but I like you so if you want a couple of ideas?"

Lindsay raised her eyebrows "Really?"

Sam sat in Danny's chair and scratched her head beginning to think of ideas "Alright I got a couple to start you off. You could wait till he has a shower here, then sneak in, move his clothes and his towel and invite the rest of the girls from the lab in to watch what he does. Take out a few screws from his desk, not enough that it collapses straight away but enough so that it will collapse when he puts any pressure on it. Get a couple of embarrassing kid photos, enlarge them hang them round this floor, or maybe get some of that stinky egg stuff in that bottle and tip some in his locker, leave him with a lovely smell to open up to."

Lindsay laughed "I like them, but how would I ever get the pictures of him?"

"Just let me know if you ever wanna do it and I'll sort it out for you" Sam winked when her pager went off. "Speaking of the man himself. Look I gotta go but I'll see you later"

Lindsay smiled and watched her walk away, then stretched her arms out and considered her options, which one she should do first.


Danny stood in the lab and tapped his fingers against the table staring at his evidence, he glanced up and saw Lindsay looking at different colours of bruises on one of the computers. He gave up what he was doing and casually wondered over to her.

He looked down at her and began the conversation "How ya' doin?"

"I'm fine" she refused to look up at him. Try to ignore him Lindsay.

Tough conversation "How's your case going"

"Good, almost finished then I can go home" She said flicking to another slide.

"You found a place yet?" He asked.

"Not quite, I'm still at my uncle's" Unfortunately.

"A city this size and you can't find somewhere to live?" How picky can you be?

"Well the hours I've worked lately haven't left me with much day time, the apartments I've looked at are either too expensive or really disgusting, and the rooms for rent, the other tenants either don't want to live with some one who works all hours, or are just really weird" Lindsay sighed and rubbed her forehead. Why an earth am I talking to Danny of all people about this?

"Why not ask Sam?" Am I helping her?

"What?" Lindsay asked looking confused.

"Sam, have you met her yet?" She nodded "Well I know that she's got a spare room and loosing her job and having to work her she's earning something like fifteen grand less then what she was before so she's having to look for a room mate"

"Yeh but I don't really know her well enough to ask if I can live with her" Lindsay said.

Danny raised his eyebrows "Because you know everyone else who you asked about their spare room so well" he replied sarcastically.

"Good point" Did I just agree with him, wait are we having an actual conversation?

"Yeh, that's why I made it" He smirked and showed her his Danny Messer smile again.

She rolled her eyes and looked back to the computer realising something about her victim's wife's bruises around her eyes.

She quickly stood up and began to walk away "I'll see you later"

Danny heard her heels hit against the floor as she left the lab then went back over to his working area, he had found nothing in the past hour and he wasn't going to so he put the evidence back in the box and picked up a load of files then walked across to his office. He walked over to his desk and noticed that his computer had been moved over to the other side of the room, he just assumed this was meant to be one of Lindsay's pranks, Move my computer? Thought you would have been better then that Montana, this is pathetic. He smiled knowing that she wasn't quite up to his gaming standards. He dropped his files on the desk ready to move his computer back when the desk collapsed right in front of him. He looked down to his feet and the smile dropped from his face. He couldn't believe she had done something like this, he didn't think she was capable of even thinking about something like this. He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Game on Montana" He said under his breath.


Lindsay walked across the floor feeling happy about herself, she had just impressed Stella and Mac by realising that Vivian, the victims wife, had actually set up her brother by painting on bruises to make it look like her husband had been beating her up.

It was getting late and she saw Sam sitting at her desk tapping away at her computer, she decided she may as well as Sam about her spare room, after all asking couldn't hurt.

Lindsay popped her head round the door. "Hey, Sam you got a minute?" she asked with a smile on her face.

Sam looked up and returned the smile "Yeh sure. What's up"

"Well… Danny mentioned that you might have a spare room that…"

Sam cut her short by pulling a key from her pocket and chucking at Lindsay "Danny already asked me about it. You can move in when you're ready"

"You sure?" Lindsay asked, Why the hell would Danny of asked her about it?

Sam smiled "If I wasn't sure then I wouldn't of agreed"

"Thanks" Lindsay said then turned and head down the hallway towards the lift.

She stood inside pressed the button, then folded her arms and tapped her foot against the ground and waited for the doors to close.

She saw Danny running towards the lift, he looked pretty annoyed.

Obviously been into the office.

Danny saw Lindsay inside the lift and called down the hall to her. "Hey, Montana I wanna talk to you about something" My desk for starters and after I found you a place to live.

"Oh o" Lindsay said under her breath. She bit her lip and pressed the elevator button a couple more times and hoped it would close in time. Danny was only a couple of feet from the doors when they began to close. The last thing he saw was Lindsay smiling and waving weakly to him when she called.

"Bye Danny"

Danny shouted through the doors "I gonna get you back for this Montana" Damn, I'm actually starting to like this country girl. Come on Danny, don't think about her, time to think about the other girl that's waiting for you tonight.