Flack was pacing up and down the cordon at the edge of the alley where Louise Henry's body lay. Mac had only been there five minutes and was with the body when Stella and Hawkes arrived.
"Hey Stella, Hawkes," Flack nearly tangled himself in the crime scene tape in his haste to get to them, "how is she? We can have police protection there in seconds," said Flack all in one breath.
"She's doing good," smiled Stella, "at the minute we want to keep her whereabouts low profile," she added, "is Mac with the body?"
"Yeah," Flack lifted the tape for Stella and Hawkes to pass under.
"Stella, Hawkes" Mac greeted them looking up from where he was crouched between two dumpsters. "This is two blocks from where she was staying," sighed Mac.
"Where do you want me?" asked Stella eager to get stuck in.
"Well Sid's on his way, appears to be strangulation, although she took a beating before hand," he added gesturing at the blood and bruises on the body.
"I'll take blood," said Stella setting her kit down.
"I'll take the dumpsters," said Hawkes going to get some coveralls.
"So you going on holiday anywhere this year?" asked Danny breaking the awaked silence with the lamest question.
"No," replied Lindsay absent minded, "unless you count the trip to watch the Yankees play that Flacks taking me on."
"You'll go with Flack but not me," cried Danny in mock horror.
"His sisters coming down and he hasn't seen her for a while, wants another female to stop him from putting his foot in it," replied Lindsay.
"You know if your going with him you should come with me," said Danny glancing in the mirror as they turned to leave the main part of the city.
"Just as long you buy me food as well," said Lindsay as Danny glanced back at the mirror, something wasn't right, about five minutes ago he's notice the blue car behind him overtake three cars like he was in a hurry to get somewhere but had stopped one car behind them since then.
"What's up?" asked Lindsay noticing Danny's demeanour change.
"Just thinking how much it's gonna cost me to take you to a game and feed you Montana," replied Danny not wanting to worry her over something that may just be in his mind. He signalled and changed lane changing his route to Hawkes slightly. The car behind him did nothing but carried on in it's own lane still in the same direction it wasn't till Danny turned to go round an industrial state the blue car altered course and fell into line about ten meters behind them. It could still be coincidence the guy driving seemed in no hurry to alter his path to follow them.
"Danny," Lindsay's voice woke him from his transfixion in the mirror.
"Looks like we're taking a detour," said Lindsay pointing to the road works signs. The roads were unusually quiet due to the building work taking place, three new apartment blocks were been built, there were no builder there currently, no one works on a Sunday.
All of sudden as Danny turned a corner and the car behind them speed up and came crashing into the back of them out of nowhere.
"DNANY," screamed Lindsay bracing her hands against the dash as the car slowed but didn't stop, Danny put his foot down.
"Hold on Linds," he said trying to get the licence plate, "phone Flack now," he instructed as Lindsay realised what was happening, he'd come to finish of the job. Lindsay's hands were shaking as she fumbled with her phone. She glanced up as she hit Flacks number and right along side of them was the car. She only caught a glimpse of his face but it was enough. She didn't realise she'd screamed or that she'd dropped the phone until she heard Danny's voice.
He'd waited patiently outside 'Stella's' apartment sat quietly with his newspaper as it got into a car with a man probably a cop. He patiently followed until they were out of the main populated area, the road works had been a sign he was right, now was the time to finish the job. His mother had always taught him not to leave a mess. Of course now he had two loose ends to tie up but he was smart and he could do it. He wasn't in the system, no fingerprints or DNA nothing to compare him to. But his face, there was a chance they might recognise it which was why the man had to go now as well. He was going to enjoy it, she'd his control away when she ran into the bathroom, if only it wasn't for those people further down the hall he could have finished it there and then. The slut had looked at him talked to him just like the others then ignored him as she left, his father had taught him never to let anyone ignore you. You had to show everyone you were in control and no body walked over you. He knew she wanted it just like the others begging for someone to put them in line thinking they were better than him. He'd enjoyed followed Lindsay home she seemed special, more of a challenge been a CSI if he could control her that would be his ultimate prize and now her she was yards in front of him and once again he was in control.
"COME ON," shouted Danny, "don't lose it now Montana," he half told her half himself. They were racing along the side of a building site and been forced towards the fencing on the edge. Danny didn't have a plan all he was doing was driving as fast as he could as the car ploughed into the side of them. His hands clutched at the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white, then he saw the opening into he building site. It was open, obviously vandalised but it was away out. Turning suddenly he sent Lindsay into the side of the car getting he first full look at his face, it shocked her, all this time she'd pictured a monster but he looked so normal if it wasn't for his eyes, they were full of hate and anger.
"DAMN," cried Danny loosing control of the wheel as they entered the car went head first towards a concrete block as he hit the brakes he turned to look at Lindsay before the inevitable impact.
Flack had finally ventured over to join the CSI's again when his phone went off, he looked down at the screen it was Lindsay's number.
"HEY, it's Lindsay" called Flack holding his hand up as he answered the phone. Mac, Stella and Hawkes stopped what they were doing watching the detective.
"Lindsay," Flack called down the phone to silence then a horrendous scream, "LINDSAY," he heard Danny shouting, crashing then silence. "Lindsay," he tried again.
"Nothing," said Flack his face no paled. Stella was now immediately on her phone getting a trace put on Lindsay's.
"What was it?" asked Mac. "Nothing then I heard Lindsay scream, I could hear Danny in the background.
"Ok Don take it slow, start from the beginning," said Mac trying to calm the now flustered detective.
"There was a radio on in the background then a bang, Lindsay screamed, Danny was shouting at her not to loose it, then I could here a car engine now it's gone dead," explained Flack.
"Got a general location, Adam's narrowing it down" shouted Stella as the group headed for their cars.
Danny didn't' loose consciousness, well at least as far as he could tell he didn't. Everything was a bit blurry and his head hurt from where it had impacted the steering wheel, he could feel a cool trickle of blood on the right side. His arms hurt from hitting the dash, bruised not broken he could still flex them.
"Lindsay," Danny thought out loud turning his head to where Lindsay was sat. She was conscious clearly in shock breathing heavily she had a split lip and the window had smashed sending shards of glass onto legs.
"Lindsay you ok?" asked Danny touching he arm gently as he undid his seatbelt.
"Yeah," said Lindsay shakily, "where is he?"
"Damn," Danny's hand immediately went to his holster and he pulled out his gun glancing around but there was no sign of the car.
"Ok Montana we need to move," said Danny as Lindsay undid her belt glass falling off her like ice as she shakily pushed the misshapen door open and stumbled from it.
"Ok we need to get somewhere with more people," said Danny taking her bandaged arm that had clearly started bleeding again, from the blood seeping through.
"He was normal," said Lindsay quietly. She'd seen his face now and so had Danny and both realised where they'd seen it before. About a week ago they'd been in a bar making enquires about a rape victim who'd been in the bar, there was no reason to suspect him he wasn't even working on the night, but now they both knew that was when he choose Lindsay as his next target. Yet still neither one could remember his name.
"Also a psycho," muttered Danny clinging onto Lindsay's hand as they began to move away from the car.
"It's going be ok Lindsay," said Danny stroking her fingers his other hand still gripped around his gun. Then it happened, from between two huts, he charged at Danny taking him completely off guard and off his feet while Lindsay stumbled back falling on her hands.
"RUN," cried Danny having lost his grip on both Lindsay and his gun. The man had lost his balance and was on the floor next to Danny then his fists came raining down, Danny blocked some of them but some connected his face and stomach as he managed to get to his knees giving him more of a chance. Them something hit him on the head and world faltered before turning black.
Lindsay had frozen monetarily enough time to see Danny get punched twice, as she got to her feet, then hit wit a metal pipe and fall unconscious as the man turned to her feet kicked into action and she ran. She didn't know where but she was going fast towards the skeleton of the building, her lungs felt like they were going to burst and her arms and legs drop off. She reached the concrete base and kept going weaving through metal poles and concrete block when something collided with her right side sending her flying painfully to the ground. He knees connected scrapping the skin off as did her palms. She tuned over to see the man looming over as he had done once before. It was going to happen again, then she saw in the distance Danny lying on the floor and she realised she couldn't let it happen again she needed to help Danny. With all her strength she rammed her hand up into his face connecting his nose, it stung her palms but took his off guard and he reeled backwards. Then her knee went up hitting his chest causing him to roll off her. She was up in seconds running back towards where Danny was but as she rounded the last post blocking her view she found Danny wasn't' there and neither was his gun. Then she heard the unmistakable click of a bullet loading turned to see them man's blooded face a couple of feet from hers Danny's gun trained on her head.
"BITCH," he cried spitting on the floor as he did. Then Danny appeared from the side, the man turned the gun on him and fired but Danny managed to duck behind a pile of metal pipes as he did. It was in that spilt second Lindsay took her chance and charged. He'd half turned when she tackled him throwing her entire body at him they both fell to the ground with bang. He dropped the gun, Danny saw it hit the ground and skid away, into a small pit dug for foundations and out of reach. Danny ran over to where Lindsay was now laid half on top of the man trying to keep him down. He ran over and grabbed one of the mans arm pulling it back and standing on one of his legs. As he took a swing at him with his free arm Danny was able to grab it and force him face first to the floor pinning him with his arms behind his back.
This wasn't supposed to happen he'd lost control, he didn't understand he was superior he knew it, he'd tried to force it on her but she didn't accept it she hit him. the bitch had the nerve to hit him.
"Ties in the trunk," shouted Danny as Lindsay stumbled back towards where their car was wreaked. Danny struggled to hold her man, but in his current position he couldn't get anywhere.
"Look at this you piece of scum, I thought this is what you liked been restrained of isn't it as fun when she's doing," he spat in the mans ear and for one second he considered just pulling his arms back until they snapped but Lindsay was back fumbling with the zip ties she got his arms tied behind his back and for extra caution they did his ankles to leaving him laid helpless.
"You ok?" asked Danny breathing heavily as he pulled Lindsay into a hug and they stepped away from the man.
"Just about," croaked Lindsay wiping the blood of her hands and lip, "I don't' think I've got any knees left," she added as her legs gave was and Danny caught her as she fell into his arm her head resting against his shoulder.
"You saved my life Montana," whispered Danny as sirens were heard, "that's gonna cost me a lot of streaks isn't it?" he whispered as Lindsay fell unconscious and three police cars and two SUV's pulled into the site.
"DANNY, LINDSAY" shouted Flack getting out the car and running over quickly followed by Stella, Mac and Hawkes.
"We need a medic," cried Danny still clinging into Lindsay as Stella and Mac arrived bending down next to the pair while Hawkes called for medical support and ran back for the first aid kit.
"What we got?" asked Mac gently pulling Lindsay way form Danny to check he rover.
"I thinks he hit her head and she said something about her knee," said Danny breathlessly. Hawkes arrived tossing the first aid kit to Mac.
"Ok broken wrist," said Mac noticing her deformed wrist, we need some dressings," he added meaning the blood now staining her light brown trousers at the knees. Stella was knelt next to Danny tending to his head wound.
Flack had gone over to the man laid on the floor along with detective Angell who had joined them. Without saying a word Flack pulled him to his feet by the tie on is hand.
"Walk," instructed Angell.
"Do as the lady says," said Flack kicking him in the shins, "you know they love people like you back at the station," he hissed in the mans ear, "you think been silent going to help, that's our friends over there,"
"And she's got a lot of friends back at the station," added Angell.
Three hours later Danny and Lindsey were ready to be discharged from hospital. Danny had two stitches and a mild concussion along with various bruising. Lindsay had a cast on her right arm and dressings on her knees and palm as well as a mild concussion.
"So apparently you should watch people with concussion so I'm thinking breakfast," smiled Stella and she and Mac joined Danny, Lindsay and Hawkes in a cubical.
"Hey guys," Flack entered hugging both Danny and Lindsay.
"Is he…" Lindsay trailed off not to sure what she was asking.
"He's been charged Detective Angell is currently interviewing, we'll interview you too whenever" said Flack with a smile, "he's getting the best treatment," he whispered to Mac who nodded rather surprised that Flack had managed to contain himself enough not to beat the guy yet.
"What's his name?" asked Lindsay standing on rather tired legs.
"Jeff Hunter," answered Flack.
"So breakfast," said Hawkes slapping hands together, "whose buying?"
"Well I've got to start paying Lindsay back for saving my life," said Danny.
"Saving your life?" asked Hawkes. Danny and Lindsay hadn't gone into details yet of what had happened.
"Well someone's go tot keep an eye on him," smiled Lindsay as Danny joined arms with her and the two very tired and bruised CSI headed to he building flanked by there friends "you ok?" asked Danny putting an arm round Lindsay.
"Not yet but I think I might get there," she replied with a full smile.
THE END. If you stuck with it all they way well done you deserve a cookie, but before you do please leave one final review. Oh that sort of rimes, go me.