For those of you waiting for the next chapter to this story, here it is and thank you for your patience.

Chapter 10

Calleigh's head was still spinning over the sheer number of bullets that had been recovered from the shootout nearly a month ago. Mac was not joking one bit when he had explained to her the crime scene and evidence collected from that day.

It was now Saturday and she was up early going through her email on her laptop. She would leave in a bit with Jess to go jogging and hopefully the run would help clear her head of processing bullet evidence from the past week.

Reading an email from Horatio she had to smile. "Your welcome," she read. "I'm glad you liked the surprise I arranged for you at JFK." Leave it to Horatio to think of everything Calleigh thought going back over how surprised she was to see a familiar face when she arrived last week.

Going through the rest of her email, Natalia and Valera had caught her up on lab gossip and Eric and Ryan were complaining that the place wasn't the same without her. Even Frank had sent her some stories as to what was going on, on Miami's streets during the past week. She smiled to herself. Things went on without her and she had to admit she was a little homesick.

After sending emails, she turned off her laptop and got ready for her run. She found Jess in the main talking on the phone. "Sure I'll ask her," Jess was heard saying. "Alright I'll call you back later. Bye." Hanging up the phone she got up and noticed Calleigh at the end of the room. "Hi, good morning."

"Hey, I'm ready when you are," Calleigh said coming into the room.

"Great, let's go," Jess replied.

A short time later the two were out on their run. Calleigh found Central Park amazing. She had to marvel at the large patch of green oasis in the middle of Manhattan. Miami may have its beaches, ocean, and sun plus the everglades, but the Big Apple had what she thought to her was one of the largest parks you have ever seen and she was enjoying it. As they ran, Jess was giving her the ten cent tour and Calleigh was asking her about things to do and places to see while she was here. Calleigh didn't want to pass up any opportunity to experience New York during the time she was there.

"Oh, Stella wanted me to ask you if you wanted to join us for a girl's movie night at her place tonight," Jess was saying.

"Sure I'd love to come," she said thrilled about joining some of the other girls from the NYPD Crime Lab. "Do we need to bring anything."

"Just the wine," Jess said. "And maybe some ginger ale since Linds can't drink any alcohol right now."

"Because she's still on meds right."

"Yeah, at least for awhile," said Jess. "Oh and she really wants to meet you too."

"I can't wait," Calleigh said.

As they continued running, the two were discussing what else to take to Stella's. As they rounded a corner they spotted Don Flack stretching on the grass. "Hey Don, finish your run," Jess called out to him.

Noticing the two for the first time he got up. "Yeah, just winding down,"

Jess and Calleigh began stretching to wind down and cool off as they talked. "You two doing anything tonight," he asked. "Thought I'd go check out the latest movie in the theaters."

"Sorry Don, we have plans,' said Jess.

Not to be deterred he said. "Well then how about we get some coffee then. I know of a place that serves some good pastries."

Calleigh and Jess looked at each other then back at Flack. "Sure, why not, and your buying," said Calleigh with the biggest grin on her face as the two women high fived each other.

"Well then let's go," said Don.

"You lead we'll follow Don," said Jess as the trio left the jogging trail.

* * * * *

Calleigh and Jess made their way to Stella's apartment loaded with bags full of wine, ginger ale, bottled water, chips, and what calleigh called her sweet tooth fix. They could here talking on the other side as they waited for someone to open the door. After a moment, Kendall appeared. "Oh, hi, come on in," she said. "Let me give you a hand with those." As she reached over and took a couple of the bags and lead the way in. "The Chinese food got here about five minutes and we were just waiting for you."

Walking in, they found the main area crowded with other women from the lab and NYPD and placed the bags on the dining room table. Someone had unloaded the boxes of Chinese food from their bags and had placed them on the table. The two also noticed fruit, dips, sodas, brownies and other items people had brought. Stella was in the kitchen area finishing up the vegetable tray. "Hi Stel," called out Jess.

"Hi, you're here," she said noticing the last two people to arrive. "We were waiting for you two to get here before we got started.

After all the introductions were made and everyone served themselves they all settled down in the living room to watch the first of several movies.

* * * * *

One week later

Quinn Shelby glanced at the apartment block before getting out of her car at the latest crime scene. By the looks of the fire damage to one of the apartments on the outside, she didn't have to know that it was most likely arson. The severity of the damaged portion of the building told her that the fire was very hot and deadly from what she had been told when she got the call. The New Jersey Crime Lab was going to have its work cut out for them.

"We have two DB's in the building. One was in the burned out apartment. The other was a neighbor in the adjoining unit," the beat cop was saying.

"It appears that an accelerant may have been used," the Fire Marshal was reporting.

"Okay," she said. "Once FD declares the place secure to go in my people will go in and begin processing."

Everyone nodded. "Do we know who the victims are," she asked.

"Yeah, the tenant in the adjoining apartment is a retired teacher, and the vic in the burned out unit works for NYPD," the lead detective was saying. Glancing at his notes he continued. "According to the manager she works for the crime lab there."

"Are you sure," she asked as a cold chill ran down her spine. Quinn knew about the murders of two of Mac's people last month. Shit!

The detective held up the paperwork provided by the manager. "She's also married. Her husband's at work. He's a flight attendant and is out of town at the moment."

"Do we have any contact information for him?"

"All we have is who he works for."

Glancing at the papers the detective had she noted the information. "I'll call the NYPD Crime Lab, they might have a number where he can be reached since his wife worked there." Quinn knew that this was a certainty considering the victim's job.

"Sure thing Shelby," replied the detective. "Anything else?"

"No Joe," she said. "Let's just see what we can find here first."

Watching the veteran detective leave, Quinn leaned against her car. She was dreading having to make the call to Mac but it had to be done and hopefully they can track down the husband and speak to him. She was hoping to God that what was happening to the people in Mac's lab isn't the result of one person. Christ this job sucks! She told herself pulling out her phone and pulling up Mac's number from her phone book.

Hitting the send button, she waited for Mac to pick up. After the third ring she heard. "Taylor"

"Mac it's Quinn Shelby," she spoke into the phone.

"Quinn, how are you?"

"Fine," she said taking a deep breath before continuing. "This isn't a social call. I'm afraid I have some bad news about one of your people…."

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