Mac came back into the room with NYPD sweats. "Ah, sweats," Flack said, as he took them from him. "Cool."
"They're not for you," Mac said, as he took them from him. "These are for the sick ones."
"Oh, right," Flack shot him a coy smile, as he took them from him, and headed for the back. "I'll give them to them. "Hopefully I won't get their lab rat germs."
"Very funny, Flack," Danny said, as he looked up as he entered the bedroom. "Whatcha got for us?" Flack shot him a smirk as he looked at the sight in front of him. All three CSIs were on Mac's bed watching the tv. Lindsay was cuddle in the middle of them all, with a blanket draped over them. Stella was watching them with a motherly look. "Flack?"
"Cozy? Aren't they?" Flack asked Stella as he went up to her side. "Kinda look like teenagers even."
"Flack," all three CSIs warned as they glared at him. "Don't even start with us. It was you who got us wet."
"Oh, don't blame it all on me, half of the blame lands on this lady as well." Flack then leaned up against the wall next to Stella. "She's the one who called Lindsay and told her to bring stuff. Remember?"
"Yeah, thanks Stella," Lindsay said, as she looked up at her, and then shivered. "So what ya bring for us, Flack."
"Clothes," he answered, as he held out the sweats to her. "A gift from Mac."
"He didn't," Stella muttered, as she peered at what Flack was holding. "Oh, yes he did. Oh, you guys are going to look so cute and matching."
"NYPD sweats," Messer jested, as he took them from Flack. "Oh, how cute. Just what I always wanted."
"You had to say that," Lindsay said, as she took a set and handed the remainder set to Hawkes. "Didn't you?"
"Yep." He then looked over at Flack and smirked. "What? You didn't get one?"
Flack shook his head. "Nope, didn't want to match you lab rats."
"Lab rats?" Stella asked, as she looked over at him. "Watch it, Flack. I work right alongside them."
"And she's not that far from you," Hawkes muttered, as he looked up at her. "And she's in striking distance. So I would move away from her if I was you."
"I'm not afraid of Stella, Hawkes," Flack said.
"You should be," the CSIs said, as they looked up at him. "You should be."
"Flack, out," Stella order. "They need to get out of their wet clothes and into these dry ones."
"I can't stay?"
"No. Get." Flack shot the Lab Rats a smirk before turning and leaving. "Okay, you guys change in here. Lindsay you can change in the bathroom." She then turned and headed for the door. "I'll be back to get your wet clothes."
"Yes, mom," they replied, as they got out of the bed slowly. Lindsay got tangled in the blanket and stumbled back onto the bed.
"You okay?" Danny asked her, as he gently helped her out.
"Yeah, I'll be fine, Messer," she said, as she looked up at him. "Don't worry your lab rat head about it. I'll be back." She then took her pile of borrowed clothes and headed for the bathroom.
"My lab rat head?" Danny asked Hawkes as he turned to face him. "Since when are we lab rats?"
"Oh, since Flack called us that," Hawkes replied, as they quickly changed out of their wet clothes into the clothing that Mac had given them. "So we going to get Flack back for the new nickname?"
"You betcha. I don't even think Stella liked being called a Lab Rat." Both CSIs were dressed in loose navy blue sweats that had NYPD down the side and white tshirts with NYPD across the front. "Why do I feel like I'm back in the academy again?"
"Cause you look like it," Lindsay's voice came from the door, and they both looked up to see her dress the same way as them. "And oddly enough, so do I." She then smiled, as she came into the room. "Do I pass inspection, guys?"
"Yeah," Hawkes replied for the both of them. "You look like you're from the academy as well, Linds."
"Well, I'll take that as a complement, Hawkes." She then looked around. "So what we do now?" She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. "Okay, I hate being sick."
Both Danny and Hawkes chuckled. "Yeap, and you're one of those who hate being sick," Danny said, as he went up to her side, took her arm, and steered her back towards the bed. "Come on lab rat. Back to bed."
"I'm gonna shoot Flack for calling me a lab rat." She looked over at Hawkes and Danny as they began to argue over which movie to watch next. "Guys no fighting. Or you'll both end up like Flack."
"What in the morgue as well?" Stella asked, as she came in with a tray of soup for them all. "On the bed all of you."
"Yes, Ma'am." They all hopped up on the bed and returned to their previous positions.
"We made soup for our sick lab rats."
"Stella, you're now calling us lab rats?" Lindsay asked, as she took a bowl from her. "That's not fair."
"Yeah, Stella, when did you join the dark side of the force?" Danny asked, as he took a bowl from her.
"I didn't join the dark side, Danny," she replied, as she handed the last bowl to Hawkes. "Now eat this. I have to go yell at Flack for calling me a lab rat." Then she was gone.
"Yeah, she's not in the dark side yet," Lindsay muttered, as she shivered and buried herself deeper in the blanket. "But if she hangs out too much longer with Flack, she might turn to that side."
"What makes you think she hasn't all ready turned to the dark side?" Hawkes asked, as he began to eat his soup, as Danny flipped on the tv. "They could be plotting our deaths out there and we have no idea."
"You're right, we should send you out there."
"Not funny, country girl," Hawkes said, as he coughed. "You're the ones who got me sick."
"Not us," both Danny and Lindsay said at once. "The Dark sided ones."
"Right. So how we gonna get them back." An evil smile then crossed the CSI's faces.
TBC
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