I own nothing. Not Danny Messer, Not Lindsey Monroe not any
character associated with CSI: New York. I will borrow them
though!

FATE: Chapter 1

Rated: (K) for general audiences.

Spoiler: It was FATE that drew them together.

It was a very cold day in NYC. Lindsay couldn't believe that it could be just as cold here as it was in Montana. She bundled up and headed to work on the subway. She had been taking the subway to work for a few months now. She didn't really like it but seeing as there was never anywhere to park she thought from the beginning that she would just take the subway. Department vehicles were always used while they were working anyway. Lately she felt as if someone was following her. Watching her. She couldn't shake the feeling but she never noticed anyone watching or following her. Maybe she was just paranoid.

Upon arrival to the police station she ran into Danny. He noticed she seemed upset.

Danny: "Hey Montana, you okay?"

She looked at him a little bewildered. "Ummmmmm Yeah. I guess."

Danny just looked at her and thought. She guesses. "Montana?" What's wrong?

She said nothing and kept on walking. Danny followed her and they both ran into Mac and Stella.

Mac: "Good! Danny you and Lindsay have to go to Maciovelli Reality. The owner was murdered last night. The coroner is already on the scene."

Lindsay: "Maciovelli Reality?"

Stella: "Yeah! Are you familiar with them Lindsay?"

Lindsay: "Um yeah. The owner Nick Maciovelli helped me find my apartment. Are you sure it was Nick?"

Mac looked at Danny and asked Lindsay "Can you handle this?" She shook her head and in a low whisper she said "Yeah!"

Danny followed Lindsay out; he was wondering if she knew the vic a little better than she let on.

Danny: "Lindsay" "Hey Lindsay - how well did you know the vic?"

Lindsay: "Umm. I dated him for a little while. Why?

Danny: "Did you have feelings for this guy?"

Lindsay: "I don't know." It was a brief relationship we only were together for a little while. Things didn't work out."

Danny: "Can you handle this Lindsay?"

Lindsay: "Yes! I can."

They arrived at the scene. Flack had been waiting for them.

Flack: "Hey Lindsay, Danny. Vic is Nick Maciovelli. 35 years old. You may want to pace yourself. There is a lot of blood." Too much blood to just be a random act of violence."

As soon as they started processing they too knew it was a personal attack.

Lindsay: "Who would do this? What could make a person...?

Danny: Lindsay? Are you okay? Lindsay? You look pale. Go outside I will finish processing the room.

Flack came into the room and he too noticed that Lindsay seemed upset.

Danny: "Flack take her outside. This is personal for her. She knew the vic."

Flack: "Lindsay. Come on. Let's go outside and talk."

She just stood there and looked at both of them. She couldn't speak. Flack took her by the hand and started to pull her toward him and she looked at Danny.

Lindsay: "Danny I, I, have a bad feeling!"

Danny looked at Flack and placed his kit down and walked over to her.

Danny: "What are you talking about?"

Lindsay: "Lately I've had this feeling like someone has been following me; watching every move I make. I feel their presence in this room right now."

Danny: (Licking his lips) "Montana...What are you talking about?

Flack: "Lindsay you need to start from the beginning and tell us everything."

Lindsay: "You don't know the reason I left Montana. I worked on a case and this guy became obsessed with me. He began stalking me. He was screwing with my life. He threatened the lives of the people I loved. So I left Montana and
everyone I loved to keep them safe and now I feel like this is related. I have the same feeling that I had then. The case I worked on the MO seems to be the same." "Very personal."

Hawkes was the ME on the scene. Medical kit in hand.

Hawkes: I'm the ME on this case. Morgue is slightly understaffed today. I thought I'd give you guys a hand.

Danny: "Good. Cause Lindsay is not working on this case." I'm gonna need you. What ya got?

Hawkes: "5 fatal stab wounds. This was definitely a personal attack. I took the liberty of checking out the scene before you guys arrived and all I found was the initials LM written in blood on the floor beside our vic."

Danny and Flack looked at Lindsay. When looked extremely pale.

Hawkes: "What are you thinking Danny?"

Danny: "I'm thinking that I gotta get Montana outta here. This case is related to her. I gotta get her back to headquarters. Flack will fill Hawkes in.

Danny walked over to Lindsay. "Lindsay! We gotta get you outta here right now. Mac has to be informed as to what is going on."

TBC...