Mac shot a glance over at Stella and Flack. "You both are horrible," he said to them. "Making Danny and Lindsay bring your stuff."
Stella shot Mac a smile as she came up to his side, as Flack answered a phone call. "Mac, you and I both know that they'll come together," she whispered. "You've seen them together for a very long time. We're just helping them along." Mac shot her a look and she smiled, as she leaned over and gently kissed him on the cheek. "Oh, don't you dare give me that look. You've done the same thing with me."
"Yeah, but that was different," he replied, as she moved away. "That was you."
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Hawkes looked up in shock to see Danny and Lindsay heading his way. "Hey guys," he called out to them, as they joined his side at the street. "Didn't expect to see you guys here."
"Oh, it was planned," Danny said, as he shifted his package, and looked over at Lindsay. "By the infamous Stella and Flack."
"Ah." Hawkes then reached out and saved one of the bottles that fell from Lindsay's packages. "Why don't I help?'
"Thank you," Lindsay muttered, as she looked over at him. "Where is your stuff?"
"Um, I forgot it." Hawkes quickly ducked his head in shame. "I know. I'm horrible."
"Lucky for you we bought enough stuff for everybody and their dates," Danny said, as he patted his fellow CSI. "So don't feel bad. This way, we don't have to go out at all."
"Ah, you thought ahead," Hawkes pointed out.
"Yep. We're smarter than your average CSI," Danny said, as he shot Lindsay a smirk.
"Ha, very funny Messer," she replied, as they started to walk down the street.
"So are we going to walk the thirty some blocks to Mac's apartment?" Hawkes asked out of the blue. "Even though that sounds fun, but it looks like rain." Lindsay looked up at the mention of rain and the sky opened up at the exact moment to open up and downpour.
"Hawkes you had to say that?" Danny muttered, as they quickly hailed a cab and dashed inside the cab. "Everybody okay?"
"Soaked but fine," Lindsay muttered from the other side of Hawkes, as she shook out her hair. Hawkes gave the driver Mac's address and they soon were off. "Nice going on the weather Hawkes."
"Yeah, I know, it was my fault," he muttered, as he looked over at his drenched fellow CSIs and chuckled. "I'm really sorry guys."
"Don't worry, Sheldon, you'll get yours," Lindsay whispered, as she put her package in his lap. "Trust me, you'll get yours."
"I think she means it too," Danny said, as he looked over at Hawkes. "Montana girls probably hold grudges longer than New York ones do."
"Oh, great," Hawkes said, as he looked over at his fellow CSI, as she shiver. "This is just great. "We were supposed to not be on each other's nerves, and I ended up on Lindsay's. Great. Stella's gonna kill me."
"She's not gonna kill ya," Danny replied, as he looked over at his friend. "Not very soon. I promise you that."
That got Hawkes to softly chuckle as the cab pulled up in front of Mac's apartment building. "Were are here. Well we'll see if she'll kill me now or later."
"She won't kill you," Lindsay whispered, as they paid the cab driver and got out. "We still need you to work with."
"You're talking to me?" Hawkes teased as he looked over at her. She shot him a small smile, as she moved over to Danny's side to get out of most of the rain. "Ah, how nice of you."
"Oh, don't worry, I'll figure out a way to make you pay for making it rain."
"How could I possible make it rain?" Hawkes said, as they headed for the door, only to watch as a young girl ran through the puddles. "I'm not going to argue. The rain is a good thing."
"Yeah, I guess it is," Lindsay said, as she shivered again, and Danny wrapped an arm gently around her. "Thanks. Come on, I'm sure they're waiting for their stuff."
"Oh, it's wet by now," Danny said, as they went up to the door and he hit the buzzer.
"Danny, it's liquid," Hawkes muttered, causing him to glare at him. "It's all ready wet.
Mac buzzed them in and they walked into the lobby. Their shoes squeaked on the lobby floor. "Thanks, Hawkes, I didn't know that." Danny shivered once they were inside. Some of the people they passed gave them strange glances as they waited for the elevator. "Think they never seen wet police before."
"Probably not," Lindsay said, as the elevator opened and they got into it. "Okay, let's just do this."
"Anxious to get home, Montana?"
"Grow up, Messer."
"Ah, on nerves again?" Hawkes asked, only to get glared at by both. "Okay, I probably deserved that one." They then rode up the rest of the elevator ride in silence.
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Stella was watching the rain falling through the window. "You wonder if they got caught in the rain?" she asked, as the doorbell rang.
"Yeah, they did," Flack answered, as he opened the door to reveal a very drenched Danny, Lindsay, and Hawkes. "Look, Mom, wet CSIs. Can we keep them?"
"Flack! That's not funny," Lindsay said, as she handed him his stuff and headed inside. "Stella, Mac."
"Oh, I see you guys got caught in the downpour," Stella said, as she looked at her fellow CSIs and cringed. "You guys all right."
"Yeah, we didn't drown or get electrocuted," Danny began, as they began to pull off their coats. "So I would say we did okay."
"And we didn't kill each other," Lindsay added, as she came out of the kitchen with two mugs of coffee. She handed one to Danny and Hawkes. "Which is a good thing."
"Very good," Hawkes said, as he took a sip. "Thanks Linds."
"Thanks, Linds," Danny mouthed over his cup, as she headed back into the kitchen for her cup. "We did okay. How did you guys end up?"
"My stuff wet?" Flack whined and turned to face them.
"Yeah, Flack it's raining. Go figure." Mac came up to them with towels. "Ah, Mac, let me guess, you don't want us to get your furniture wet." Mac nodded. "Gotcha. We'll go dry ourselves off."
"And we'll call for pizza." The three drenched CSIs took off to do just that.
"Sweet," Danny, Hawkes, and Lindsay headed down the hallway towards the bedroom to dry off. "Hmm, Mac's bedroom. Cozy."
"Messer, grow up!" Flack called out from the living room, causing Hawkes and Lindsay to gently chuckle, as they began to dry off the clothes to the best of their ability.
"Okay, this is not possible," Lindsay muttered, as she looked down at her jeans to see that they were soaked from the knees down. "How does he expect us to get dry?"
"We could throw you in the dryer," Danny teased as he shot a glance over at her.
"Yeah, that won't work." She quickly ducked her head and began to work on her hair. She was able to get it somewhat dry. She flipped it over her shoulders and looked up to see both CSIs staring at her. "What now?"
"Nothing," they replied, and went back to their clothes.
"Men," Lindsay muttered, as she went back to her clothes.
"You guys okay?" a voice called from the door causing Lindsay to jump forward and stumble into Hawkes. They looked over to see Mac at the doorway with a confused look on his face. "You okay?"
"Yeah, we're fine, still wet, but fine," Danny replied, as he looked at his boss. "So how's that pizza coming?"
"It's coming, as soon, as you are dry."
"That'll be a while, Sir. Might be until spring." Mac frowned as he looked over at them. "We kinda did get soaked."
"I can see that," Mac replied, as he looked over at them. "I'll be back." He then turned and left the room.
Flack looked up as Mac entered the living room. "How are our drowned Lab Rats?" he teased, only to get slugged by Stella. "What?"
"That's what I was telling you about," she said. "Getting on their nerves."
"It was joke, Stella."
"Some joke," a voice came from the hallway, and they turned to see a very cold Lindsay. "Mac, you got any cold Medicine? I think Hawkes is getting a cold."
"Sick and wet CSIs never mix," Stella said, as she got to her feet and gently took a hold of Lindsay's arm. "Mac, you better get what ever you were getting fast. Or we're going to have some sick CSIs on our hands very fast."
"And we don't want that."
TBC
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