Disclaimer: I am not Anthony Zuiker, Ann Donahue or Carol Mendelsohn

Disclaimer: I am not Anthony Zuiker, Ann Donahue or Carol Mendelsohn. All the characters of CSI: NY are not mine…I'm just borrowing them for a little bit. I promise that I will put them back, exactly the way I found them when I'm done….Oh, Cory Reid is mine and I will take credit for anything she does. :)

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Chapter 9.

Dreams

Lindsay was the first to wake up the next morning. She stretched and then remembered the previous day. I hope Flack is okay. Cory's right. I need to tell him how I feel.

She got up to go to the bathroom and when she walked past Cory's room, she noticed that that Cory's bed had not been slept in. After she got out of the bathroom she went into the living room to see if Cory had left a note.

Lindsay stopped cold when she saw Cory and Danny asleep on the couch. They were lying on their side, spooning. Lindsay covered her mouth to stifle the giggles and quickly when back to the spare room to get her clothes. When she had finished dressing, she left the apartment as quietly as she could after leaving a note telling Cory that she had to go to work. They're good for each other. Maybe I'll tease Messer about this later!!

About an hour later, Danny began to wake up. As his consciousness moved from some very pleasant and erotic dreams he realized that he was holding someone in his arms. He opened his eyes and realized that it was Cory. Damn. She feels so good in my arms. Unconsciously he pulled her closer, breathing in the fruity smell of her hair. I feel like I'm a peace for some reason. I guess everyone is right. Talking about your feelings helps.

Danny smiled a little and closed his eyes, content to go back to sleep and his pleasant dreams.

Cory began to stir about an hour later. The first thing she realized was that she had slept without the nightmare that had plagued her for seven years. With a start she realized that she had an arm draped over stomach and the hard evidence of a guy spooning her. Oh my. What happened last night? She quickly went over the previous nights events in her head and realized that her and Danny had fallen asleep on the couch. I should get up before he wakes up.

Cory moved a bit, trying to free herself without Danny waking up.

"Good morning, sunshine," Danny drawled.

"Oh. Good morning. I guess we kinda fell asleep last night." Cory tried to cover up her nervousness. He has a sexy morning voice. Damn him!

"I guess we did. Sorry that I kept you away from your bed. I really just meant to talk a while and then go back to the hospital."

"That's okay, Messer. You can go check on Flack." Cory got up and straightened her Dallas Cowboys jersey. "Do you want me to fix breakfast?"

"Nah. I'm just going to go home, grab a change of clothes and head to the hospital. You should check on Lindsay."

Cory's eyes widened. She had forgotten total that Lindsay was asleep in her spare room. "I guess I should check on her, it almost 9 and I think that she has to be a work at 10." Cory walked back to the spare bedroom and realized that Lindsay was gone. She had left a note on the bed. "Cory. I saw you and Danny asleep and didn't want to wake you. I'm going to work and I'll see you later. Linds."

Cory felt her cheeks flush as she realized what a compromising situation that Lindsay had seen her in. Oh, shit. Now I'm going to be the butt of several jokes!

Cory walked back into the living room. "Lindsay's all ready gone. She left a note. Sure you don't want that breakfast?"

Danny shrugged, confused. He wanted to spend more time with her, but Cory was being completely nonchalant. It was almost like what had happened didn't matter to her. "I'm sure. I'd better head home. See ya later, Feebie."

Cory saw Danny to the door and sighed in relief when he'd left. Damn. I shouldn't have fallen asleep. I should have just gone to my room. What the hell was I thinking!!

Cory's mind raced as she got ready for work. She was silently berating herself for getting into an awkward situation. I should know better. After James and Bill, I should know not to put myself in that situation.

Her mental lecture continued until her phone rang. "Reid."

"Agent Reid, this is Agent Michaels. I'd like you to meet me in my office at 11 am. Are you free?"

"Yes, sir. I'll be there."

Cory hung up the phone, grabbed her laptop and left for the office. She arrived at the office at about 10:45. She set down her laptop and immediately went to Agent Michaels office.

He greeted her as she walked in. "Thank you for meeting me on such short notice."

"No problem."

"I called this meeting to let you know that you are no longer under investigation for being the mole. You've been cleared."

Cory smiled. "Thank you, sir. I knew that would happen. I want to catch this bastard so bad that I would never compromise the agency in that way."

"Glad to hear that. When I was going over the case, however, I was disturbed to discover that Ortiz seems to be obsessed with you. Are you sure it's a good idea to be anywhere near this case."

Cory grew serious at his statement. "I know. I've questioned it ever since I was put back on the case five years ago. But, the way I see it, if he is obsessed with me, he is more likely to make a mistake. He only has to make one and he's going down."

Agent Michaels nodded in agreement as she continued, "Honestly, Agent Michaels, I had expected to have this case closed by now. My coming to New York, knowing that it would set him on edge, was supposed to make him careless. Instead, I find that someone here is feeding him information, preventing me from taking him down."

Cory looked down at her hands, realizing that she was shaking in her anger. She took at deep breath and tried to lock her emotions away. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to go off on you like that."

"That's okay, Agent Reid. I understand the need to "vent" sometimes. As long as his obsession will not interfere with how you handle the case, I'll leave you on the case." Agent Michael stood up and Cory mimicked his movement. "I have another meeting so I'll see you out."

Cory parted ways with Agent Michaels and walked back to her desk. She was still struggling with her anger and decided to go to the firing range to work it out.

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Lindsay walked into the hospital only to see Mac leaving. "How is he, Mac?"

Mac greeted her. "It's looking up. He's starting to respond to people in his room. Go up and see him. Even if he doesn't remember you being there, it's the thought that counts." Mac gave Lindsay a small smile, realizing that maybe this would bring the two closer together.

"Thanks, Mac. I'll do that."

Lindsay walked into Flacks room, her heart in her throat. She was the only one there. "Hey, Flack. It's Lindsay. I don't know if you can hear me or not…so I'll just talk. You scared me yesterday, Don. Absolutely, terrified. I thought I had lost you and…and I was lost. I know I've only been here for a short time, but I don't know when it happened. I fell for you…like a ton of bricks."

Lindsay picked up his hand, struggling with the emotions she was feeling. "Don…you have to get better. I want a chance to say all of this to you when you're awake and…" Lindsay trailed off when she felt Flack squeeze her hand. She looked up in shock. "Flack? Can you hear me?"

Flack's eyes fluttered open. "Hey." His voice was a little hoarse. "Can I have some water?"

Lindsay poured him some water and held the straw up to his lips. "Flack. I'm so glad that you're awake. Let me go get the doctor and tell him that you are awake."

Lindsay walked out of the room and got Flack's doctor. After the doctor examined him, he said, "You are one lucky man, Detective Flack. I'm not going to lie to you and say that you're recovery is going to happen overnight, but in a couple of months you should be back to you old self."

Lindsay looked at the doctor and murmured her thanks. She turned back to Flack and saw that he wanted to say something.

"What happened?"

Lindsay took a deep breath and started to fill Flack in on the previous day's events. When she was done, Flack was silent, just trying to take things in. "Wow. All of that happened in one day?" Lindsay nodded yes, a little unsure of herself, not knowing if Flack had heard what she had said before he had woken up. "So, Lindsay. You'd be lost without me around? Are you serious?"

Lindsay closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Yes." She looked him square in the eyes. "I don't know when it happened, Don…I really like you and when I thought you had died…I was lost."

Flack sat there in shock. He couldn't believe that she really had feelings for him. All of these months that he had watched Danny and her flirt he had never expected this. "Um. Linds. I don't quite know what to say…Other than I feel the same way. I've wanted to ask you out for months but I thought that you and Danny had a thing goin' on."

"Me. And Messer?" Lindsay asked incredulously. "He's like a brother to me. We're just kidding around. Besides, him and Cory have a thing for each other."

"Really?"

"Yeah. If you don't believe me wait until I tell you what happened this morning. So, I spent the night at Cory's...by the way you have her to thank for me telling you the truth. Anyway, I get up this morning and who is spooning on the couch?"

Flack opened his eyes wide. "Really?"

Lindsay laughed. "Yeah. He must have come by after I went to bed, cuz he wasn't there when I went to bed! You have to promise to tease him about this for me!!"

Flack laughed and then closed his eyes. Lindsay noticed this. "You're tired. I should let you go back to sleep." Lindsay left Flack in the room and made her way to the lab.

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Cory decided that she needed to vent some of her anger, so she quickly headed down to the firing range. She loaded her 9mm Glock and set the target at 20 feet from her. She put on her glasses and ear protectors and took her stance. Glaring at the target, she slowly squeezed the trigger, taking careful aim. BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!! Quickly she fired three times, hitting the bull's-eye each time. She was about to fire again when her phone started to vibrate.

After putting her gun down and removing her ear protectors she answered the phone. "Reid. Hey Linds. What's up? He is? You did! Wow. That's great news. Okay. I'll call you later."

Cory hung up the phone with a smile on her face. She was relieved that Flack was on his way to recovering. She picked her gun back up and finished her clip.

After she was done at the range, she decided to go back to her office and look over some data for the case.

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Several hours later, Cory stood up from behind her desk. She had worked until late in the evening, but she felt it was worth it since she had picked the target for the next raid. Gathering her things she decided to go home.

When she got home, Cory juggled her keys and the take-out Chinese that she had picked up on her way. She walked up to her apartment, muttering to herself about the stupidity of trying to carry more than she could when she noticed an envelope addressed to her on her welcome mat.

She dropped her things inside and went back to the door and picked up the envelope. Closing the door she opened it. Two photographs fell out. She picked them up and looked at them, the blood draining out of her face.

The photos were of Danny; one of him coming in to her apartment the previous night and the other of him leaving this morning. Cory looked at the piece of paper that had fallen unnoticed onto the floor. It was typewritten and said, "You're mine, bitch. Don't forget it."

Shaking, Cory sank to the floor, tears running down her face.

A/N: OK. So don't kill me please? I know it's a cliffhanger, but really this was the best place to stop the chapter!

tylerhiltongroupie53-i glad you still like the story...i will update soon...i try to keep myself ahead by 3 chapters so that way i can keep updating.

chili-peppers-the wait is over...and you rock! all my reviewers rock! luv y'all

kasmith101-glad you like it! did you read it in all one sitting? if so, wow!

pnkrckprncss-don't worry about not reviewing...i understand about exams (mine were the 1st of may)...glad you were still keeping up with the story...more about cory here too!

screaming-poetically-i just see flack as a player so i wrote him a little like that (plus, it's just Cory's perception of him-she has major issues!)...glad you liked her rambling!