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Chapter Twenty Six: Mentions of the Past

Lindsay Monroe's House, Bozeman, Montana

"Stella!" cried Lindsay. She let the phone slide through her hand, dropping to the floor. She put her head down, allowing herself to cry again, even though she had done it too much in her life. As she cried, she was reminded of her life, being both Lindsay Monroe and Paige Hobson. She was turning into the person she had been a year ago, afraid of her own shadow and thinking crying helped everything go away.

In the other room, Danny was watching TV, just like he had told Lindsay he would do. When he heard her cries from the kitchen, he immediately sprang up from the couch and ran back into the kitchen. He didn't care about the argument they had just had, he just wanted to make sure Lindsay was all right. "Lindsay?" he asked. "What happened?"

Lindsay lifted her head, letting him see the tears roll down her face. But she didn't want comfort, instead she yelled, "Daniel Messer, I told you to go watch TV or something! Your help is not needed here!"

"Shouldn't I be a little concerned when I hear you crying in the kitchen?" asked Danny. "Like, maybe you got hurt or something?"

"I guess you shouldn't be concerned," said Lindsay. "It was a mistake bringing you here."

"Forget the argument!" Danny yelled. "You obviously didn't bring me here to fight with you all day. We came here for a purpose, to help the others in Chicago with the storm. I came here to Montana because I trusted you, because I knew you were going to do something to help. Lindsay, that's the kind of person you are, you help others.

"Crying isn't going to help anything. Pretending I'm not here isn't going to help anything. But if you let me help you, we'll be able to help the others around the world. So, Lindsay, can I…no, may I help you?"

Lindsay looked at him, the last of her tears rolling down her face. She blinked a few times, and then a slight smile appeared across her face. She answered in a whisper. "Of course, Danny, you may help me."

He walked over to her, grabbing the cell phone off the floor and putting it in her hands. She nodded her thanks, but even the smile that had shown on her face was gone. Her expression was plaintive, which reminded him of a year ago, when they had just landed in Chicago. And as he looked into her tear filled eyes, he could tell there was a secret hidden there, the real reason on why she had been mad at him for this past year. "There's something bothering you, isn't there?" he asked.

Lindsay shook her head. "It's just this storm…"

"I'm not talking about the storm," said Danny. "There's something else."

"Really Danny, it's nothing," said Lindsay.

"Well, if that's what you say," said Danny. "But may I ask you something?"

Lindsay nodded.

"Why did you cry at the end of the flight back in Chicago? During the day of the evacuation a year ago, you seemed to cry at everything. What was the reason for that?"

Lindsay wiped the tears from her eyes. "Danny," she whispered. "There are some things that you won't understand. It…it just doesn't concern you right now."

"Okay," said Danny. "So, to get back to the phone call, did something happen to Mac and Stella?"

"The flood waters were getting bad," replied Lindsay. "And before Stella hung up, there was a massive wave heading straight for them. I think they made it back to the library, but I don't know for sure."

"Wait, they're at a library?" asked Danny.

Lindsay nodded.

"So when the weather does get bad, they'll have the books to throw in the fireplace to keep them warm?"

"Yeah," replied Lindsay. "But there was something else. Stella asked someone if they were all right, but she never told me who she was talking about. So someone's injured, which isn't good."

Danny nodded. "Well, what's the next thing we can do?"

"Call Horatio Caine," Lindsay answered. "I told him to come here, so I'm expecting he'll be here soon. I need to tell him where I live, so he can stay here."

"Can't he just stay in a hotel?" asked Danny.

"Danny, don't start arguing with me again," Lindsay pleaded.

Danny handed Lindsay her cell phone. "Do you have his number?"

"Fortunately, I memorized his number," said Lindsay. "Stella had called him the night before the tornadoes hit Chicago to warn him about the weather in Miami. That's how I got his number."

"I'll go in the other room and watch the Weather Channel, to see how the weather in Montana is going to be like for the next few days," said Danny.

Lindsay nodded her thanks.

Danny walked back into the living room, changed the channel, and settled down on the couch again. He heard the same weather report that he had heard from Lindsay, a few snow flurries during the night. But what got his attention was the weather around the world. Hurricanes had permanently destroyed the state of Florida, Las Vegas was so cold that all of the casinos and hotels had to close, typhoons hit the coast of China, pounding them with rain and hail the size of golf balls, and out of it all, the temperatures were starting to drop to an all time low, showing signs that the Northern Hemisphere may begin to freeze. All of the meteorologists and climatologists were saying global warming and global cooling were the cause of the weather mess up. Danny didn't want to believe it; he wished everything could be normal, that the hurricane had never hit New York, and he was working as a CSI investigator, with Lindsay by his side. But he knew nothing would be normal anymore; everything was taking a turn for the worst.

And there was still something Lindsay was keeping from him, a secret that had kept them apart for so long. He closed his eyes, trying to think of what was the possible reason for Lindsay's constant crying a year ago. He couldn't think of anything, and soon, he fell asleep, leaving the weathermen bicker about how the storm would take turn.

It wasn't long before he woke up again. When he did, he heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. He got up from the couch and looked outside the window. Not only did he see the car that had pulled up in the driveway, but he saw snow falling from the night sky, and the ground was already a pure snowy white. He looked at the clock, which read six thirty, and realized he had been asleep for three hours. "Lindsay!" he called. "I think Horatio is here."

Lindsay appeared in the living room. She had a pink Montana sweatshirt on, with sweatpants, and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Her hair was messy, and she looked like she had just woken up herself. "I know," she whispered. "I was just coming in here to wake you up."

"Did you see it was snowing?" he asked.

"Yeah," Lindsay replied. She coughed, and then turned away, walking to the front door. Danny knew she still hadn't gotten over the sadness she was feeling, and he wondered if coming to Montana had made it worse. Maybe there was some memory in Montana that had bothered her for such a long time, and when she moved to New York, she was able to forget it. He wondered how Horatio would react to it, if he would try to comfort her.

He heard the door open, and then a friendly, "Hello." But he didn't just hear Horatio's and Lindsay's voice, he heard a voice from someone he had never met before. He quickly ran into the other room to join Lindsay.

She turned to him when he entered the room. "Danny," she said joyfully, all the sadness in her voice gone. In her eyes he could still see her pain, but to Horatio, he was sure he would never notice.

"Hi," he replied quickly.

"So this is Danny Messer from the New York Crime Lab?" the new voice asked.

Danny turned to the woman. "Yeah," he answered.

"Calleigh Duquesne," she said. "It's nice to meet you."

Danny shook hands with her and then turned to look at Horatio. Both Horatio and Calleigh were dressed nicely, while he and Lindsay looked like they had just woken up from a three years rest. Lindsay didn't seem to mind; she still seemed more focused on her issue that was a secret to all of them. She directed them towards the kitchen and offered them coffee. Calleigh and Horatio gladly accepted it; Danny decided to have some water instead.

They sat at the table in the kitchen, quiet and still. Lindsay decided to break the silence. "How was the weather like in Miami when you left?"

"Rainy," replied Calleigh. "The worst of it didn't start until after our plane left."

"Did the rest of your team evacuate safely?"

"Actually, they're here in Montana," said Calleigh. "But they decided to check into a hotel in Billings."

Lindsay nodded. "It's good to hear everyone's all right."

"You say this weather is going to get worse, right Lindsay?" asked Horatio.

"Yes," replied Lindsay. "The entire Northern Hemisphere could end up freezing."

Danny took a sip of his water. When he looked up, he was faced with a stare from Calleigh. "Danny, you've been quiet," she said. "What's your take on the weather?"

"Really, I don't know much," he said. "Lindsay's the one who has been doing all of the research."

Lindsay was swirling a spoon in her coffee. "Global warming and global cooling, that's all I've heard from the weather reports. But really, I don't know for certain that the entire Northern Hemisphere is going to freeze. We should prepare though, incase the weather does get worse here."

"Have you ever seen 'The Day after Tomorrow'?" Danny asked Calleigh and Horatio.

They both nodded.

"Well, that's how my take is on the weather," said Danny. "And that's how the weather has been acting. First there were floods, and the snow and freezing temperatures devastated New York."

"There wasn't flooding in Montana," Calleigh pointed out.

"Not here no," said Lindsay. "But in Chicago, where the rest of our team is, floods have already strike the city."

"And there were tornadoes, right?" asked Horatio.

Lindsay nodded.

"How long do you presume that this freezing weather is going to last?" asked Calleigh.

"To tell you the truth," said Lindsay, "I'm not really sure. But it could be a long time, so we'll need to get a lot of supplies that will last for months."

"We'll gather supplies tomorrow," said Horatio. "But right now, we should eat. I'll help with dinner."

Lindsay smiled. "Thank you."

"What shall we eat?" asked Calleigh.

"Steaks would be good," said Danny.

Lindsay narrowed her eyebrows. "Have you been looking at my fridge, Messer?"

"Maybe," he said with a shrug.

"We should save that for when we need it most," said Horatio. "What else is there to eat?"

"Pizzas," said Lindsay. "It's simple and easy to make."

"That'll be good," said Calleigh.

"Okay, so it has been decided," Danny announced. "Pizza it is."

They all helped in making the pizza. They laughed, joking about days at work and funny things that they had done. They talked about everything except the weather, which made Danny feel less worried and even he began talk more. But Lindsay stayed quiet, and only laughed at a few things. She was obviously still worried about Mac and Stella back in Chicago, but he knew that wasn't the only thing that was bothering her.

As the night proceeded on, they got more tired, and soon went off to bed. Lindsay had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room, with the remote in her hands. Danny came to turn off the lights and realized that she wasn't asleep, just trying to cry silently into a pillow. And her cries weren't silent.

"Lindsay," he whispered.

"I'm sorry!" she cried. "I didn't mean to do that. No, I just wanted you to be safe from them."

"Lindsay, it's okay," said Danny. "Everything is going to be all right. We're safe, trust me, we're all right."

"No, we're not safe," Lindsay whispered. "We couldn't run from them anymore, Adisa, one of us was bound to get hurt if I didn't do that."

"Adisa?" questioned Danny.

"Of course, Adisa, it's me, Paige," whispered Lindsay. "Have you already forgotten about me?"

"Paige?" whispered Danny.

"Who else would it be…?" Lindsay lifted her head from the pillow, her face panic stricken. "Danny?" she asked.

"Yes, that's me," said Danny. "Who are Adisa and Paige?"

"Two people you're not supposed to know about," whispered Lindsay. Her voice rose to an angry yell. "Go. Leave."

"Lindsay, I didn't mean…"

"Just leave me alone, okay? Just stop trying to help me! Go!"

Danny backed away from the couch, turning off the lights as he walked out of the room. He settled into one of the empty guest bedrooms, trying his best to forget the names Adisa and Paige. He lay down on the bed, closing his eyes to think. Had she just had a hallucination? He thought. Or were those two people the reason she had been crying all this time about?

Chapter 27- Lilly and Scotty make an attempt to save Mac, Stella, Cuddy, and the others at the library. Will they be able to get them out of the library and to a safer place?

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Another mention of the Lindsay/Paige identity thing...I won't tell you who she really is; you'll have to read on to find out! Two random notes: Who saw the CSI: NY Promo for next week? I won't say anything about it, for those who haven't seen the promo yet. Can't wait for that episode! Anyone see this week's House episode and the promo for next week? A hostage situation at Princeton Plainsboro. I hope House ends up all right! (That's all I'll say about those episodes.) Anyway, the next chapter should be up either tommorrow or Sunday! Thanks for the reviews! :)