Lindsay was going over what little evidence she had found, after hours of searching no corresponding body had turned up to go with the head.

She rubbed her eyes.

"Case not going well Montana?" A familiar voice asked from behind her.

"I see you didn't decide to join up while you were out there." Lindsay turned around.

"Not one for all that marching." Danny shrugged.

"How did it go with Cpl Grace?"

"He lawyered up with a JAG lawyer by the time we got there. A JAG lawyer who wouldn't let him say anything."

"Is someone feeling guilty?" Lindsay asked.

"I don't know. But we took his clothes, they have blood on them, we need to run DNA." Danny explained.

"So you brought him back with you?" Lindsay guessed.

"The Army wouldn't let us."

"What?"

"Mac talked to them, they are bringing him here on Monday for further questioning." Danny explained the compromise.

"Won't that give them time to cook up a defence?" Lindsay asked.

"Probably. But it's Mac's deal. Dragging him off an Army base in handcuffs wasn't exactly going to be easy."

"I guess not."

"So what are you working on?" Danny inquired.

"Severed head." Lindsay replied. "A dog found it in China Town."

"No body to go with it?"

"Not that we could find." Lindsay admitted.

"And China Town?" Danny questioned.

"Don't worry my bodyguard came with me."

"Bodyguard?" Danny stepped closer.

"When I told Flack that I was going over there alone since you were out of town and Mac and Stella were working a case uptown, he insisted that he go with me. Something about some bad things rumbling in China Town. But considering there were 12 uniforms and two other detectives there I think I was okay."

"It's better when you have someone you know to watch your back."

"I know." Lindsay replied.

"Talking of Flack he called earlier and invited Hawkes and I to the Yankees game tonight. Is it okay if I go?" Danny asked.

"Danny I'm not your mother, you don't have to ask my permission to go to a ball game with your friends." Lindsay pointed out.

"Right." Danny scratched the back of his head.

"Beside Flack already mentioned it when he invited me to go along to."

"So you're coming too?"

"No, you're taking my Dad. He doesn't get to go to pro-ball games often."

"Ben?" Danny questioned.

"He'll like the game and it will be nice for you two to spend some time together." She suggested.

"I only met the guy yesterday." Danny pointed out.

"Do it for me?" Lindsay requested. "Dad will feel better about me living here if he knows the three of you are looking out for me."

"Okay." Danny replied.

"Thank you." Lindsay smiled as her cell phone rang. "Monroe." She answered. "Where?... Okay, I'll be right there." She hung up.

"Everything okay?"

"They think they've found the body that goes with my head in Harlem."

"Harlem?" Danny questioned.

"145th and Malcolm X is Harlem right?"

"Yes." Danny confirmed. "Why leave the body in Harlem and then cart the head half way across Manhattan to China Town?"

"If I find the person who did it I'll ask them." Lindsay suggested.

"Smart woman. I'll see you later." Danny told her.

"Good luck with your results." Lindsay added.

"You too."

Lindsay ran into Stella as she waited for the elevator.

"Where are you heading?" Stella asked.

"They think the found the body that goes with my head in Harlem."

"Harlem?" Stella questioned.

"That's what Danny said too."

"They're back?"

"And not getting their suspect here until Monday." Lindsay explained. "And the guys are taking my Dad to a ball game tonight."

"How about I ride down with you and you can tell me how that happened?" Stella suggested.

"Okay." Lindsay agreed.

TBC