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Chapter Twenty Eight: Talking To An Old Friend

Lindsay Monroe's House, Bozeman, Montana

She was all alone.

She had been alone for all of her life. Which life, she didn't know, it could have been Paige's or Lindsay's, but no matter whose life it was, she had always been alone. And all of the people who tried to comfort her, she would always end up pushing them away, just like she had done with Danny. But she didn't need anyone to face the pain she was going through; it would be too much for him to understand.

She lay there, on the kitchen floor thinking about what had happened the night before. Danny had heard her mumbling, no talking, about Adisa and herself being Paige. Ever since she had come back to Montana, had fought with Danny, she was reminded more and more of her past as Paige Hobson. Yet she still remembered being Lindsay Monroe, living in this very house when she used to live in Montana, before she had become a CSI in New York. She needed to find out the answer to her true identity soon; she didn't know how much longer she could wait.

She stared at the cell phone that was in her hands, ringing for the third time. She knew it was Danny, but she had told him she would be sleeping. After what happened last night, she had found it hard to sleep.

Right now, Calleigh, Danny, and Horatio were out at the grocery store, shopping for a supply of food. They had also gone out shopping to get other supplies than food; they needed enough supplies to make it through this long period of cold weather. She shivered, thinking of the cold weather that had already struck Montana.

Once again, her cell phone rang, for the fourth time. She used the sleeve of her sweatshirt to wipe away her tears and then answered the phone. "What?" she asked angrily.

"Um, Lindsay, you forgot to unlock the door," Danny's voice replied through the phone.

She stood up from the kitchen floor. "Oh…sorry, I'll go unlock it right now." She quickly ran to the front door and opened it, allowing Calleigh, Danny, and Horatio to walk pass her. Calleigh and Horatio walked into the kitchen, carrying their grocery bags while Danny stood by the front door, putting his grocery bag on the floor. He looked at her curiously, crossing his arms.

"Why didn't you answer your cell?" he asked. "You left us out there to freeze!"

"Again, I'm sorry," Lindsay said. "I was trying to sleep, you know."

"Maybe you should have gotten more sleep last night," said Danny. He picked up the grocery bags and carried them into the kitchen.

Lindsay watched him go. She knew he wanted to know more about Paige and Adisa, but at this moment, he couldn't know. He wasn't even supposed to know those names, so there was no way she would tell him who they were. She looked behind her to see the snow starting trail into the house. She closed the door and hurried to help the others put the groceries away.

Once they had brought all of the groceries and supplies in the house and put them away, Lindsay decided to make some more coffee. When she had gotten herself a cup of coffee and went to sit down at the kitchen table, Danny appeared behind her. "How much coffee have you had today?"

"Five, maybe six cups," replied Lindsay. "Why?"

"I can smell the coffee on you," said Danny. "And I thought you were sleeping?"

"What can I say? I'm a coffee addict. Every time I opened my eyes, I got a new cup of coffee."

"Well, if you drink too much coffee, you may stunt your growth."

Lindsay laughed. "Danny, I think I have stopped growing a long time ago. The last time I remembered growing was back in college. I've been five foot two ever since."

"Did you drink a lot of coffee then?" asked Danny.

"No," said Lindsay. "I'm just short. And you're just jealous because you're so tall."

"I'm not that tall," replied Danny with a shrug.

Calleigh suddenly appeared in the kitchen. "Lindsay, may I use your cell phone?"

"Sure," Lindsay said, throwing her cell phone to her.

She caught it without hesitation. "Nice catch," Danny complimented.

"Thank you," she replied. She then sat down at the table, next to Lindsay and Horatio. Danny decided to sit down as well.

"Who are you calling?" asked Danny.

"Gil Grissom from the Las Vegas Crime Lab," replied Calleigh. "I want to make sure that he's all right."

Lindsay reached over to get her laptop. "According to the Weather Channel they say that Las Vegas should be getting blizzards. The temperature's a low of ten degrees."

"Sounds exactly like the weather here," said Danny.

"Sounds exactly like the weather around the world," Horatio remarked.

"Well, I would get used to it," said Lindsay. "That's how the weather is going to be like for the next several weeks or for however long this lasts."

Calleigh signaled them to be quiet when she got an answer. "Grissom?" she asked into the phone. There were a few moments of silence as she waited for his response. Then she said, "Yes, this is Calleigh Duquesne from Miami PD. I'm currently in Montana, to answer your next question. But I was wondering how the weather was holding up in Vegas?"

Lindsay nodded to Calleigh to tell her to put the phone on speaker. Soon, they were listening to Grissom's weather report from Las Vegas.

Las Vegas Crime Lab, Nevada

Gil Grissom explained to Calleigh what the weather was like in Nevada. "Terrible," he said. "There has been nothing but snow. And the temperatures are cold enough to give you frost bite within seconds. We've been forced to stay inside the crime lab since the road crews aren't able to clear the roads. This is very untypical weather for Vegas, but I understand global cooling and global warming has to do with it."

"Yep," Calleigh's voice sounded on speaker. "It's pretty much the same in Montana."

"Montana, huh?" asked Catherine Willows as she entered Grissom's office. "Who are we talking to?"

"Calleigh Duquesne," replied Sara Sidle, who was standing right next to Grissom. "She's from Miami PD, remember?"

Catherine nodded.

Calleigh had heard their conversation. "Yes, Montana, that's were Horatio and our team are located. Is it just me, or did I hear two familiar voices?"

"Catherine here," she said as she sat down in one of the chairs across from Grissom's desk. "So you're in Montana? Is the weather as bad as it is here?"

"Yes," Calleigh answered. "Who else is in your office Grissom?"

"Do you remember CSI Sara Sidle?" asked Grissom.

"Vaguely," replied Calleigh.

"Well, she used to be a CSI," said Grissom in a low voice. He glanced at Sara, but she didn't seem to notice the sadness in his voice. "Despite the weather, she came down to visit, just to check in on me."

"Yeah," said Sara. "I guess I picked the perfect timing to come too, huh?" Both Grissom and Catherine laughed. "But, it would have been the same weather conditions if I stayed where I was. So at least I get to spend more time with Grissom."

"But anyway," Grissom said, "why did you go to Montana?"

"Lindsay Monroe called us to inform us on the weather," replied Calleigh. "She told us that Montana would be one of the safest places to go. But now, the state's experiencing the same freezing cold weather." She paused, and Grissom guessed she was talking to Lindsay Monroe. "Detective Monroe," he heard her voice say, "Would you like to explain to Grissom on what your theory about the weather is?"

"Actually, it's Special Agent Monroe now," sounded Lindsay's voice from the phone. "Yes, I'll explain what's going on with the weather."

Catherine, Grissom, and Sara listened as Lindsay explained of the storm that was devastating the world. She told of how it all started, by Hurricane Arthur that hit the east coast a year back, saying that that had been the beginning of the rising storm. She told them of the tornadoes that had hit Chicago and of the hurricanes that had hit the state of Florida. She explained how all of it had to do with global cooling and global warming, and how the world would slightly grow colder and colder each day, causing them to maybe go into the next Ice Age. When she was done, she heaved a big sigh. "Sounds pleasant, huh?"

"Wow," said Sara. "The next Ice Age, that'll be interesting."

"It would be if we weren't the ones experiencing it," said Grissom.

"You should prepare as much as you can," a new voice sounded from the phone. "Oh, to let you know, I'm Danny Messer. But prepare for the storm and gather supplies that will last for a long time."

"How long should this storm last?" Catherine asked.

"Unfortunately," said Lindsay, "we don't know. We'll just have to wait the storm through, since it's impossible to leave any of the states."

"Well, Danny," said Grissom. "You're right that we should prepare, but we can't leave the crime lab."

"Find useful supplies in the crime lab," said, yet another new voice.

"Horatio Caine," said Calleigh. "He works with Miami PD as well."

"Okay," said Grissom. "We'll start gathering supplies now. Thank you Calleigh, and to all of you in Montana."

"Well, you're very welcome," replied Calleigh. "And thank you again Catherine, for helping the Miami CSI with that case back in 2002. And if you see Warrick Brown, thank him too."

"I will," Catherine answered.

With that, Calleigh hung up, and Warrick suddenly appeared in the doorway. He too remembered the case from 2002, and asked, "Who's thanking me?"

"Calleigh Duquesne," said Catherine. "Remember we worked with her?"

He nodded, and Catherine walked with him out to the hallway. "We'll gather supplies!" she yelled back to Grissom.

Grissom nodded and turned to look at Sara. "Do you think we'll make it, through the next Ice Age?" she asked him.

"We did before," replied Grissom. "I'm sure we will again. Do you think we should help them?"

"Gathering the supplies?" asked Sara. "Yeah, that would probably be a good idea."

Grissom got up from his seat, and together, he and Sara hurried to join the others with the gathering of the supplies for the storm.

Lindsay Monroe's House, Bozeman, Montana

Lindsay gazed down at her phone that lay on the table. The call had ended a while ago, and now she was left alone in the kitchen. Danny probably had tried to get her attention, but she'd been too focused on something else: How long would the period of freezing cold weather last? She turned her gaze towards her laptop, and watched the radar on her computer screen.

Massive clouds, almost looking like a hurricane, completely covered the Northern Hemisphere. She sighed. The weather would be cold for a long time to go. The chances of the weather clearing up in a week or two were suddenly starting to slip away.

Noises came from the living room, obviously the conversation between Calleigh, Danny, and Horatio. They had to be watching her flat screen TV, fighting over who was going to win a tournament or something stupid like that. She didn't know how they could enjoy themselves when there was so much to worry about. Of course, she had many more issues to deal with in her life than just to make it through this storm. And with each moment that passed by, she realized that their chance of living seemed to be fading slowly away.

She heaved another sigh. "Three weeks," she mumbled to herself. "Please, let that be the longest the storm will last." She pushed the laptop aside and stared out the window, seeing the snow fall lightly on to the ground. She hoped everything would be all right and that no one would get hurt, or worse, die in this storm.

Chapter 29- A week has gone by with this terrible, freezing weather. How is House coping without knowing if Cuddy's okay? Next chapter is about House, and it's a pretty short chapter.

A/N: Chapter 29 should be up either tomorrow or Thursday. Sorry for those who don't like GSR. And sorry to those who really like CSI, because I really didn't include too many chapters about CSI. Also, I saw Last Resort today for House. It was awesome! And I swear that guy was going to kill Thirteen. I'm glad he didn't. And, another random piece of information, but Thirteen did reveal her name in last week's episode when she went to the patient's home, if you didn't know! Happy early Thanksgiving!