"You comin' Danny?" Flack asked coming through the break room door. "You know she'll want to be seein' you." Danny smiled at Flack and got up slowly. "Listen, don't put this on your shoulders, alright? She wouldn't want you to feel that way. She knows it wasn't your fault, and we've got both of those bastards locked away, don't tear yourself up over this."

"I know, I know. I just never really felt this way about anyone before-."

"Well, good, but don't tell me, tell her, okay?" Flack said pushing Danny out of the door.

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"It's about time you two showed up." Stella told them. "Mac and Hawkes are already in there." She said pointing. Danny saw Lindsay through the window, she was leaned up now, able to move and looked okay. Hawkes must've said something amusing because Mac and Lindsay were both laughing. Stella led them into the room.

"Sorry that we're a bit late, this two just couldn't escape from the lab." She said smiling.

"We weren't even in the lab, more of the break room. Taking a break." Flack said. Man I'm suck an idiot.

"Nice one Flack, way to point out the obvious." Danny said laughing. "It's good to see you looking better Montana." He said, actually looking at her this time.

"Thanks Danny, glad to see you're doing better too." She said smiling.

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"We only have Gill as our suspect Mac. We have other fingerprints; we just can't get a person to match them with." Hawkes told Mac the next afternoon.

"I say we interrogate Marty again. He's got to know something if he took that toothpick, and for all we know, he could've committed the murder. Take Stella back to Stephanie's house, I'll have Flack help me with Marty."

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"So you got the guy?"

"Guys."

"Guys?"

"Yea, Arnold, who edited the tape, and Sanchez, who basically ratted himself out as soon as we entered the store. It was pretty pathetic."

"I'm sure he was intimidated."

"By who me? Well of course who wouldn't be?"

"Not by you, by Flack! The guy's like 10 feet tall!"

"Thanks a lot Montana." They said entering the small bar that night. "Where'd you find this place?"

"On the way to a crime scene once. It looked nice, figured I'd save it for a nice outing."

"Well, glad I'm that outing."

"Me too."

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"Don't be stupid, Marty, I know the way people work. People lie. A lot. Especially when they do something stupid. So fess up buddy, now."

"Don, I am telling you I did not kill my daughter! I don't know who did."

"Then why would you take that toothpick from the scene then? Better yet, why would your blood be all over it!"

"I was there alright! When she was killed I was there. I was in the room! But she told him to do it, she told that guy to kill her. So what else could I do but fight back. So I did the only thing I had at reach was that damn toothpick, but the guy saw me and poked me in the wrist!" He said showing a small puncture wound. "Then he took it and shoved it into her feet, then undressed her and killed her, just as she told him to. I grabbed the toothpick and ran off."

"How was the guy Marty? Tell us and your ass will be saved!"

"My brother."

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Thank God. These cases are finally done and over with, these were the weirdest cases I've had in a long time. Mac thought to himself. He heard a knock at the door.

"Mac, thanks for being there while I was in the hospital, I want to apologize for making you be there."

"Lindsay it's all in the job description. And besides," Let's give him some credit, "It was Danny who made all the calls, you should be thanking him. I am very happy to see that you are okay now though."

"Thanks, and don't worry, I've already thanked Danny." She said leaving Mac's office.

I bet you have. Mac thought to himself.

-- End.