"I can't believe I was such a jerk to Danny. He must really think I'm a bitch."
"Danny's pretty understanding." Stella grinned. "Just tell him you were having a bad day and you're sorry you took it out on him."
"I guess the food won't hurt either."
"Danny is a sucker for a good meatball sub."
"Thanks, Stella." Lindsay laughed and headed for the lab.
"Hey. I brought you lunch." Lindsay set the bag on the side table. She held out the money Danny had given her. "And it's on me. I'm sorry I was so nasty earlier."
"Everyone has a bad day. It's cool."
"So, what's next?"
Danny looked at his notes. "I've been going over the victim's clothes. Looking for any kinds of stains or unusual wear marks. Checking the labels to see if it's a unique brand that might give us a clue about where they were from. Figured it was something to do while Data put together a list of all the missing persons cases that could fit our guys."
Lindsay nodded. "Anything?"
"Nothing from Victim 1."
Lindsay picked up bag of clothes from the other victim. "I'll work on victim 2 then. So you can eat while your food is hot."
She situated herself at the empty table next to Danny's and opened the bag. Only there weren't clothes inside. Lindsay pulled out a small teddy bear holding a red heart. There was a card in the bottom of the bag. Lindsay opened it.
A message was written inside in a familiar neat handwriting. "Montana. You're okay in my book.DM"
Lindsay turned to look at Danny who was still staring into his microscope. He looked up at her with a sly grin. "Happy Valentine's Day, Montana."
"Thanks, Danny."
"Yeah. Whatever." He grabbed the bag of food and disappeared down the hall to eat.