Title: Trashed and Scattered.

Fandom: CSI Miami / NY cross

Author: Sammie.

Co-authors: Ruth (mondeo) and Ruth (quarry quest)

With Thanks To: Heather Le Sommer, Pixielashes, Heather King, Binglexjells.

Part: One of about fifteen.

Pairing: H/C (though there isn't much)

Spoilers: 3.01 - Lost Son.

Disclamer: I down own CSI:Miami or CSI:NY or any of the music and song lyrics used in this fic. Please don't sue me. I do own Deryck and Millie, so please don't sue me…

Story Synopsis: Millie Caine as a habit for getting in to trouble. With the last eighteen months still heavy in her mind she struggles to find her feet again, but when she fears her father is in danger she would put her own life on the line for the person she loves the most She begins to wonder…will this ever end?

Chapter synopsis: Its winter in New York City and Deryck and Millie decide to have some fun in the snow.

Chapter One: Calm Before The Snow Storm.

She watched the white flakes dance in the sky as they fell gracefully to earth. Sliding open the door she stepped out onto the balcony. She held her hand out, catching the white snow in her hand. The snow had settled, leaving a foot of the white stuff on the streets twelve floors below her. Bending down she picked up a handful of it off the balcony floor and held it in her hands. The coldness surprised her, dusting it off her hands she looked down to the street, already full of people making their way to work. The size of everything here was enormous. She had begun to learn that Miami wasn't the centre of her little universe anymore. That there was a world beyond it, and to her great surprise she enjoyed it. From the small little towns they had passed though to the major cities they had played in.

To Millie this was a first. Snow. It had her bewildered. For the first time in her life she had just held snow. Sure it was beautiful. Sure it different, but it was way to cold for her liking.

It was different.

Just like this whole experience was different from anything she had ever done before in her life. She finally felt worthy of her family name. She had made something of her self. To be: seventeen years old and in a band signed to a major label was an achievement. To be: seventeen years old, be signed to a major label, have a platinum selling album, a sell out tour, a number one single and her own car! Now that was out of this world. A year of hard work had paid off. A year of non-stop work had provided fruitful. A year of missing her home, the family and the friends she had left behind, couldn't compare to the feeling of standing on a stage singing to ten thousand people.

Millie smiled and made her way back inside. The warmth of the hotel room becoming more inviting by the second than the bitter Baltic snow, which was slowly taking over everything outside. Looking at the clock she smiled. Her father would be leaving Miami in a couple of hours, she hadn't seen him in nearly three months and the homesickness was immense. She missed her family, but secretly was glad that they weren't around to see what she was up to.

"Hey babes," called a black haired guy as he peeked his head around the door. Millie smiled and shot him a flirty glance.

"Whatcha doing in my room Mister?" she asked him playfully.

"Please!" he asked her.

"Please what?"

"Please come outside with me and see the snow, Andy wont, Heather and Sammie are still asleep. Please!" He cried dropping to his knees and begging. "I wanna go down Central Park and play!"

"Deryck there will be plenty of time for that later its like nine am!"

"I don't care I wanna see the snow!" Deryck cried loudly, Millie rolled her eyes and sighed.

"How about some breakfast first."

"Food!" and with that Deryck was up and halfway down the hall towards the lift. Snatching a zip up hooded jumped Millie slipped it on over her t-shit.

"Jesus Deryck your like a squirrel on speed!" Millie cried as she stepped in to the life, scowling.

"We'll Miss Caine you weren't complaining about it the other night." Deryck retorted playfully as he pined Millie against the wall. The sparkle in her eye gave him permission as there lips found each others. His hand travelled downwards to her hip as she slid her arms around his neck. A relationship was a new experience her, a relationship like theirs. Sneaking behind their band mates backs to have a quick snog in a lift want there idea of a 'loving and stable relationship' but it would have to do for now.

A cough caused the two teens to jump back from each other as an older couple walked in. Millie stood head bowed, red cheeks and her hands in her pockets. Clearly severely embarrassed that they were caught. Deryck on the other hand whistled innocently and simple smiled at the woman. Being give an evil stair from the man in return. Millie surpassed a giggle, there stood the two teens hands in pockets, elbowing each other playfully and giggling. The atmosphere in the lift was tense. Made only worse by Millie's insane giggling, too see the cocky, charming Deryck so easy shot down was a rare sight.

Deryck…other wise know as 'Drummer Man' may have an ego the size of a small state, not to mention a persona that could over shadow everyone he was in a room with, shot back down to Earth was amusing to say the least. Millie on the other couldn't help but laugh as she caught the eye of the man only a few meters away.

The lift reached its destination, in the blink of an eye Deryck was away across the lobby screaming about snow and other related things.

"I'm sorry about him. He's a bit hyper, he likes snow." Millie said to the couple as they stepped in to the lobby.

"That okay." The woman said nodding.

"Kids these days." the man muttered with a smile as he walked away.

An hour and a half later a very excited Deryck, a cold Millie and a very tired Andy were running around Central Park. Millie stood her arms wrapped around herself shivering.

"Its too cold!" she cried loudly as a snowball knocked her to the ground. "Andy you great Pollock! What the fuck are you doing!"

"C'mon!" Andy said with a smile. He took Millie's hand helped her up. "Come and have some fun Millie. The more you run around the warmer you'll feel."

"Its all right for you! Your not from Miami! Its fucking freezing here!"

"Yeah but its snow!" Deryck screamed running around his arms failing in the air as he danced in the falling snow. Millie looked at Andy and read his mind. Picking up a large heap of snow she squashed it together. The numb feeling in her hands and legs didn't bother her. The snow ball hit Deryck square on the back.

"Ohh, your in for it Caine! This means….SNOW WAR!"

The flowing included a flurry of snowballs flying across the park as the three teens chased each other around, laughing, giggling, throwing snow down each others tops and generally acting like a bunch of junior high school students. Millie snatched another hand full of snow up and pressed it together, the threw it aiming straight for Deryck, lucky for him he moved, unlucky for Millie it missed, and it some poor stranger right in the face.

"Oh my God I am so sorry!" Millie cried running up to the man to make sure he was okay. "I am so sorry."

"What what the fuck your doing you blasted little shit." Millie instantly took a step back.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you." Millie turned her posh accent on, hoping to God it would get her out of this sticky situation. The guy was tall, at least a foot taller than herself. She swallowed, she didn't like this guy one bit.

"No your not sorry you stupid little bitch." Millie backed off again, taking a step away from him. Following her gut. "Where the hell do you think your going!" He yelled at her grabbing hold of her arm. Millie cried out and tried to pull herself away from him. This caught the attention of Deryck, Andy and a certain passer by. "Your as good as dead you little shit."

"Oi!" Millie didn't recognise the voice, it was male, but it wasn't Andy and it certainly wasn't Deryck. Millie struggled pulling back trying to release her arm from his grip. Millie was starting to get frightened now. Her heart racing. This was a situation she did not want to be in.

"Let go of me!" she cried loudly as a tear escaped. A sudden pain across her cheek caused her to drop to her knees.

"Oi!" It was the same voice as before. She felt his grip leave her arm and Deryck's arms around her. "You don't hit a girl."

"Oh Jesus it was just a bloody snowball…" The attacker was punched to the ground as Deryck and Andy both winched.

"Jeez…that's got to hurt." Andy commented. Millie stood in-between her two band mates. Each both had a protective arm around her shoulders.

"Wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alleyway." Deryck continued. Millie's had travelled towards her cheek as it stung from the blow."

"Does it hurt.?" Andy asked concerned but was only met with bitterness,

"Yeah and the Pope isn't Catholic!" Millie retorted sarcastically

"I don't think the guy will even look at a woman the wrong way again." Millie snorted as the wet, defeated moron slid off.

"Yeah piss off and if I catch you lookin' at someone the wrong way I swear to god!" Millie griped Deryck's hand as he came up to them. "Are you okay."

"Yes thank you." Millie whimpered quietly whist nodding, shying away from him.

"You want me to go arrest him?" It was at the point Millie realised the dude was a cop. Millie shook her head quickly.

"No!…no don't do that. I don't want the trouble. He isn't worth wasting your time."

"My names Millie. And this is Deryck and Andy." Millie answered immediately.

"I'm Danny."

"Thank you Danny." Millie extended her arm and he took it. They shook hands and Millie began to feel slightly more at ease.

"No worries, just be careful right."

"Yeah I will be. Thanks again." They bid good bye and the band…well three fifths of the band headed back to the hotel, cold, wet and in search of heat.