An ordinary day.

An ordinary crime scene.

Lindsay, Stella and Flack arrived at Luigo's fruit shop at approximately 11:15am. Angell went straight into interviewing the hysteric Luigo and Stella, with Lindsay, started to process the scene.

It looked like an open and shut case, from what Luigo was saying it was local kids steeling from a drab but otherwise profitable shop. Most likely it was a prank or something of the sort, an easy case. Something that would be solved within the next couple of days or weeks.

Then everything went wrong. Thinking back on it later Stella did describe the moments before what happened almost like the quiet before the storm. As if it was too quiet.

Everything happened so quickly, Detective Angell said, one moment everything was fine and the next all hell had broken lose.

Three men with guns and ski masks over their faces had run in, shot Luigo in the leg, and grabbed Lindsay. Still shooting as they ran out of the shop and pushed her into the back of an unmarked sedan. It all happened to quickly for either women to get a look at the shooters or even to be able to stop them.

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Whilst this was happening, across town Mac was sitting across from Danny in a prison visiting room.

"Danny," Mac's voice was rough, testament to the amount to the hours he had spent trying to get one of his top CSIs off the hook, "The warden said it was important, to do with the case that you were being investigated on. That you have new information on the Jane Doe we found with your blood on it."

"Yeah, Yeah I do." Danny said.

Mac waited for a moment, giving Danny time to elaborate on his previous statement but after a few seconds he said, "Well, tell me then."

Danny sighed and proceeded to tell Mac about his dream, not leaving anything out. Well, apart from his brother's involvement with the Tanglewood boys.

Mac rubbed his brow, "So you think.." he waited allowing Danny to fill in the rest.

"That the girl is Bella. I told you Mac, Cara died a few years back and it would make sense that they would kill someone with a connection to me."

"Danny? Whose they?" Mac asked, looking at Danny's face he frowned, "Danny, I can't help you unless you tell me what is going on."

"My brother was a Tanglewood Boy," Danny paused obviously having trouble getting the words out, "They wanted me to join too but I said no, wanted better than that."

Mac looked at Danny, and realised how much this had taken out of him. His cockiness and arrogance had all but disappeared and Mac knew that if Danny was left here for much longer then he would all but disappear into a broken shell of a man. He also knew that Danny was understating his dealings with Tanglewood. He rose off his chair and thanked Danny for his help, said he'd talk too him soon. As he left though he allowed a small smile to grace his features, knowing Danny he'd probably told the Tanglewoods what to do with their offer and probably not in a nice way, he shook his head, Danny Messer sure knew how to piss off the wrong people though! As he left he realised that Danny had also contributed to a break in a case. Something that tied both Jane Does together, Tanglewood.

If Danny was right, Tanglewood was responsible for the killing of the girl, Bella and framing Danny. And Tanglewood was also connected to Dave Tyler, the man who's prints they had found on a coffee cup by the second vic. Mac smiled again, it was all coming together now, and all making sense.

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Sheldon Hawke's felt like a fool. He had been standing at the exit terminal at JFK airport for the past half hour. To make matters worse, he couldn't fin a flight that was coming into the airport from Miami, and all he had to go on was this guy's name, Boa something. Hawke's sighed again, he hated being kept waiting, by anyone.

"Excuse me?" Hawke's turned and found himself faced by a woman with golden-brown hair and brown eyes.

"Yes," Hawkes said, studying her, "Can I help you?"

"Well yes," the woman shifted from side to side and started to rock her bag, side to side without realising it, "I'm here from the Miami CSI lab, I'm meant to be meeting a Mac Taylor. Are you him?"

Hawkes couldn't stop himself from letting out a little chuckle but he stopped after seeing her narrow her eyes, "Well, I'm not Mac but I am from the CSI here. Mac sent me to meet you, the case we were working on took an interesting turn," He paused briefly and then added, "I thought you'd be a guy."

The brunettes eyes narrowed and her right eyebrow lifted, "Why did you think that? Is it because you think that this is a mans job?"

"No...No..." Hawkes started to say but he was interrupted by the woman again.

"Or was it because you are one of those men that feel that they are the more superior species and because of that should lord over all us females." She paused to take a breath and that's when Hawkes found a chance to break in,

"Actually it was because Mac always talked about you as if you were a man," He stopped and picked up her suitcase, "I'm sorry, I made presumptions I was wrong."

Turning Hawkes started towards the door and then, after realising she wasn't following him called over his shoulder, "C'mon I'll take you to the lab."

The woman ran over to him and as they walked towards the exit said, "My names Natalia, Natalia Boa Vista."

Hawkes looked at her and smiled, "Sheldon Hawkes, but everyone calls me Hawkes," He gave a slight grimace, "It started back in high school and the name seems to of stuck." Then the doors opened and swallowed the pair into the cloudy New York Day.

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Flack went into Dave Tyler's hardware store expecting the usual following things:

Walk in, flash the badge.

Get directed towards suspect

flash badge at suspect and say, "We got some questions to ask you."

Suspect runs

Catch suspect

Say a really cheesy line to suspect as you take them back to the squad car.

Today, none of those normal rules seemed to be applying, the shop was closed, the suspect wasn't there and for the life of him Don Flack could not think of a cheesy line to say.

He paced around for a bit and peered through the windows. Flack couldn't see anything out of the ordinary; it just looked like an ordinary Hardware shop on Broadway. Sighing, Flack went back to his squad car and leant against it, he'd just wait.

Then he got the call from Angell telling him about Lindsay's kidnapping. He was in the squad car in less than a second; nobody was taking his friend from him, especially if that friend was Danny's girl.

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Lindsay felt like she had travelled for hours in the sedan. After being taken she had been moved to another car and blindfolded. She had no idea where she was or who she was with.

She had been placed between two men; one of them was smoking whilst the other was talking in another language, Italian maybe, down the phone. Lindsey tried to keep alert, trying to translate bits and pieces of Italian that she'd picked up along the years from Danny. She couldn't understand any of it.

Then she started getting frustrated. Frustrated at herself for not being able to understand Italian, frustrated at the guy for speaking Italian and frustrated at Angell and Stella for letting her get taken in the first place.

Lindsay sat in the backseat, arms folded getting more and more angry. Why, did this always happen to her? Why was she always the targeted one? And why the hell had she been the one taken this time? She was sure that these men had nothing to do with the robbery. Their son's maybe? No, too young to have sons able to pull a robbery like that off.

The car stopped and Lindsay heard a door open, then she felt herself be pulled roughly by her right arm out of the car. She was dragged along corridor after corridor until the man dragging her finally came to a halt. Lindsay heard a key turn in a lock and she also heard the door open. She was shoved roughly in and then felt her foot be chained to something. A pillar? Then someone jerked off her blindfold and by the time Lindsay's eyes had grown accustomed to the light, the man who had removed it had left the room, locking it behind him.

Looking round Lindsay started to try and memorise her surroundings to memory. The room was cream with a white border and had one small window at the very top where she could see a little bit of the street above. As the window was so small the room had very little light and it's main source of light seemed to be the tiny light bulb that hung from the ceiling. A bed was pressed into one corner, and it had a read and green bedcover on it. A soft chair was in another corner of the room, providing somewhere comfy to sit. There was also a small toilet in the corner, rather like one that you would find on a train but Lindsay didn't mind. The room was tidy and clean and as she had been kidnapped, she knew that the situation could be a thousand times worse.

Looking down at her ankle she realised what she was chained too. In the wall nearest ti her there was an iron ring embedded in it and on that there was a chain leading off it. Lindsay had that chain wrapped around her foot. It was clever, Lindsay had to admit. They had made the chain long enough so that she could wander around the room with no real hindrance, but they had also made sure that she could not escape without the key for the chain being used.

Picking herself up from her position on the floor Lindsay moved to the bed, having decided to take a nap before working out what she was going to do next. She was tired.

Whew...that was the longest chapter that I have ever done in my life, it is full of errors I am sure as I have no Beta, and I am simply too tired to beta it myself tonight. I hope you all enjoyed that anyway. Also I know that Natalia is only a trainee but she is perfect for what I have in mind. And for Mike lovers, Mikes back next chapter!! So R & R please =D As soon as I post this though I am going to sleep…it's past 2 in the morning here and I've been up since 7. Night

xXx Aazeen xXx