-1Okay, so it's one of those days. You know, where you've got coursework or homework to be doing but you just can't be bothered? Well actually that's everyday for me :P But, I just wanted to come on here and entertain anyway….
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Sorry seems my mind refuses to even think of the concept that I actually own CSI:NY and NCIS. Which I don't by the way.
Chapter 10 - Lindsay, where'd your kid go?
"…..B…" Jess stuttered, finding words impossible for the situation. Brooke rubbed her eyes, making them red, but not wanting to look weak and defenceless in front of her father. Rick pulled Brooke back to the elevator which was now open and waiting for passengers to step on.
"That's all folks." Rick winked at the two groups of detectives, both looked pathetic to him. He punched a button on the inside of the elevator slowly the doors began to close.
"I'd watch out, I might be small but I weigh a bit more than you'd like to know." Sam looked down from the hatch in the roof of the elevator causing Rick to look up, but before anything else could occur Sam jumped down onto his shoulders, Brooke slammed her hand in between the closing doors, causing them to open again. Everyone ran up to see Sam handcuffing Rick.
"Where'd you get the cuffs?" Mac asked suspiciously.
"Why don't you ask detective Flack?" Brooke smiled casually. Flack checked his belt as everyone looked at him, he looked up at Sam with that angry brother look on his face.
"Sam!!"
"Yes brother dearest?!" Sam giggled, still sitting on Rick's back. Sam then looked to Brooke. "Anyway, how did you know I had his handcuffs?"
"I told you, I listen and watch, to be honest, I'm surprised Don didn't even notice you take them, you were as loud as ever!" Brooke exclaimed. Mac and Gibbs pushed past everyone and hauled Sam up before throwing Rick on his feet.
"You have the right to remain silent….." Mac began reading Rick his rights.
"Or we'll gag you." Gibbs finished. Sam stood with her arm rested over Brooke's shoulder as both he and Mac dragged him downstairs to the precinct. Brooke smiled at the group who were all smiling back, even Don. She got to the end of the group just past Ziva, then spotted Jess. The grim look on her face meant business. She didn't even make eye contact with Brooke.
"I'll see you guys later." Jess half smiled to the team as she rushed downstairs and out of the place. Brooke looked down to the ground.
"She hates me. Hey, even I hate me." Brooke mumbled into Sam's shoulder. Sam pulled her back at arms length and looked at her.
"She'll come around." Sam reassured.
"I mean you gave her quite a fright there Brooke." Tony, tried to help too and it actually seemed to help.
"Who could resist your beautiful face, huh?" Lindsay and Danny approached Brooke holding hands. Lindsay ruffled Brooke's hair.
"Why do you people keep doing that? It's not like I'm ten anymore." Brooke asked playfully.
"Well you sure don't act like it anyway." Don mumbled sarcastically a smile tugging at his lips.
"I heard that Flack!" Brooke evil eyed Don.
"It was him!"
"It was her!" Both Flack's chorused together.
"Forget it." Brooke sighed. Mac and Gibbs smiled as they came back up the stairs.
"So apparently we could get out of here all along." Mac said, sounding annoyed.
"WHAT?!" Everyone screamed at them.
"What they said." Kendall, who was late as usual, said.
"When the doors got stuck it was a glitch. The elevators were working all this time and so were the doors?" Stella asked rhetorically, but Mac answered anyway.
"Yes."
"Well, I ain't bothered anymore, as long as I can get to my after party." Brooke smiled rubbing her hands together.
"After party?" Danny asked raising his eyebrows not liking the sound of Brooke going to an after party.
"Yeah."
"Is it safe?" Mac asked like a father to his own child.
"Yeah."
"Does jess know about it?" Don asked also very protectively.
"Yeah."
"My water just broke." Lindsay said panicked.
"Yeah." Brooke said obviously getting into the habit of saying 'Yeah' to anything that was fired her way.
"Will you be home by…." Adam began until he realised what Lindsay had just said. "Holy lemon cakes!"
"You lot get her downstairs I'll call an ambulance!" Brooke directed them downstairs, the whole crew followed, but Brooke stayed upstairs.
"911, what's your emergency?" The lady said through the earpiece.
"Can we have an ambulance at New York Crime Lab please?! A CSI has just gone into labour!" Brooke said panicking.
"It's on it's way ma'am." The woman said hurriedly.
"Thanks." Brooke hung up. She stood still for some time before dragging her hands over her face, then racing downstairs to find the others.
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"What the hell have you done to me Danny?!!!!" Lindsay screamed in the delivery room.
"Um……." Danny stuttered not really sure how to answer that.
"I hope you don't want anymore of these things, 'cause I'm never doin' this again!!!!" Lindsay screamed again as nurses and doctors ran about her. She squeezed Danny's hand, digging her fingernails in to his skin.
"Aarrghh." Danny groaned, nearly crippling under the pain. "Lindsay, this hurts."
"You think that hurts??!! Are ya kidding me?!" Lindsay yelled.
"One last push Lindsay." A female nurse beside her soothed.
"You can do this Montana." Danny pressed his forehead to Lindsay's. She screamed one last time before a small sound of a baby's crying could be heard.
"You did it Miss Monroe, here's your healthy baby girl." A young male doctor handed over the baby in a pink cloth.
"She's beautiful." Lindsay smiled not a tear in sight, she didn't need to cry because she was happy, she smiled instead.
"Just like her mother." Danny sat next to her an the bed as they both looked into their baby girls eyes.
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Stella had gone to Mac's house to get changed. She wasn't quite sure why, but he had invited her and she had said yes. They were getting ready to go to Brooke's after party and were told by Lindsay and Danny that after the baby was born, the hospital would more than likely want to hold Lindsay over night but they were going to persuade the doctors otherwise and that they'd meet them at the after party with their newly born baby.
"Mac, you in?" Stella cautiously pushed open the door as Mac hadn't answered the previous times she'd knocked. She heard the faint sound of running water in the background realising that he hadn't heard her because he was in the shower she closed the door behind herself and moved over to the couch.
After looking around the place a bit she heard the shower shut off and the slapping sound of wet footsteps coming out of the bathroom, she turned around to face him but immediately blushed red when she saw him in only a towel that was wrapped around his waist.
"Well hello there Mr President." Stella said in a completely surprised voice.
"Hey Stel. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in." Mac used another towel to dry his soggy hair.
"Obviously not." Stella still unable to take her eyes off the scene in front of her.
"Um, you can get changed in the room over there to your right." Mac smiled.
"Um, yes, uh, I will do that, yes." Stella fumbled for her clothes that she'd dropped on the couch. After a quick awkward smile she turned and headed off to the designated room while mouthing to herself 'What? Why did I say that?' She closed the door behind her.
Mac chuckled after she closed the door, he hadn't planned for her to catch him in his current state. Or had he?
He turned and headed into the room opposite from Stella's, closing the door behind him.
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"Tony, we have to tell everyone at some point in the near future." Ziva smiled as she buttoned up his shirt.
"No we don't Zee, you know Gibbs rule." Tony said in a matter-of-factly voice.
"Tony. You know Gibbs only issues that rule fun, do you not?" Ziva patted his chest after completing the buttons.
"What?" Tony said in an utterly gob smacked voice.
"Well, now you do anyway." Ziva realised that he didn't actually know about the no dating rule.
"We'll tell 'em we're dating before we go back to NCIS okay? I swear." Tony held up his hand before stealing a kiss from Ziva.
"Hey! We need to get going." Ziva punched his arm before heading out of the room quickly.
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After being all glammed up, Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, McGee, Abby, Ducky, Mac, Stella, Flack, Hawkes, Sam, Kendall and Adam all filed into the hall.
Brooke shuffled over to them bundled beneath a long black coat.
"Hey dudes! How are y'all?" Brooke grinned. "I got a txt from Linds and Danny…..and baby Lucy, they'll be here ASAP." Brooke waved her phone in front of their faces.
"Awh Lucy. What a sweet name!" Abby squealed.
After a quick discussion about the new member of the family Brooke interrupted.
"Okay, I gotta run, but I reserved you that really, really big table over there opposite to the stage and right next to the dance floor." Brooke quickly gave Sam a fist bump and slapped Gibbs on the back of the head before dashing off. Tony, Ziva, McGee, Ducky and Abby all inhaled quickly waiting for Gibbs to stress out but eventually he just laughed and smiled to himself. He wished Kelly was here to see all of this, Ofcourse she would be a number of years older than Brooke but they could've still been friends. She would more likely have hung around with Sam, that's how Gibbs imagined it.
After all seating, Lindsay practically ran over and skidded into a vacant chair.
"What did I miss?" Lindsay asked open handed. Stella looked at her in surprise and was about to say something but Adam got there first.
"Maybe, your child."
"Oh, Lucy, she's with pops over yonder." Lindsay tilted her head over her shoulder at Danny who was dodging his way through the crowd cradling Lucy like she was a piece of the thinnest, most delicate piece of glass in the universe.
"Oh my. She's wonderful." Mac and Stella stood to greet the newborn. After endless minutes of cooing over Lucy the curtain on the stage went up and there in the middle of the stage, standing in front of a band of drums, violinists, guitarists and many other musical instruments, was Brooke, a microphone hovering below her lips.
Okay, so I'd say one to two more chapters left but I really have no clue! Okay first thing on my list is to say that I'm completely and utterly sorry for the incredibly long wait my two excuses include my granddad's death (boo hoo WHATEVER!!! (I'm not even that bothered)) second reason I that school is making me write essays like five ever hour! :P Luckily it's over in two days…….BEACH PARTY!! :D Finally I haven't really had one of these in a while so here we go:
RANDOM RANT: WICKED! Has anyone seen it? I haven't but I know all what happens and I know all the words to the songs I'm getting the music for my flute as well! I'm obviously obsessed. Also the most recent episode of House; the UK that is. It's called Last Resort. The one where that guy brought a gun into the hospital and made Thirteen take all of them drugs and nearly KILLED her. My favourite character was House, then it was Chase, then it was Cameron (and still kinda is) and now I totally LOVE Thirteen! (Not like that to those of you who think that way!)
