Dylan didn't have a happy face when Flack, Danny, and Lindsay showed up at his apartment. "Hey, Dylan," Flack said, as he looked over at him. "We got us a warrant to check out your place."
"I know, my lawyer called," he replied, as he looked over at them. "But it's only for my apartment. Nothing else. Not my car, not my place of work."
"We know," Flack replied, as they entered his apartment. "Wow, nice place. Clean much?"
"Yeah, maid was here this morning."
"Oh, that's nice." He then looked over at Danny and Lindsay. "We'll let ya get to work, Lab Rats."
"Of course," Danny said, as he shot a glance over at Lindsay, as they snapped on gloves. "After you."
"Ah, Messer, didn't know you still had manners," she said, as she looked up at him with a smile. "That's good to know." She then headed towards the bedrooms and opened on to find Kylie sitting on the bed talking to her dolls. "Hello."
"Daddy!" Kylie screamed, as she bolted from the room, plowing into Lindsay, knocking her to the ground. Lindsay slammed her head into the wall behind her and Danny soon was at her side. "They're back. Make them go away."
"Dylan, control your kid!" Flack snapped, as he looked over at Danny and Lindsay. "She okay?"
"I'll be fine," Lindsay muttered, as she slowly sat up. "Oh, man, I got taken down by a kid. That's a new one on me."
"Yeah, they tend to get the best of us all," Danny said, as he slowly helped her to her feet. "Are you sure you're okay?" His eyes carefully ran along her body, checking her for any wounds. "Did ya hurt your side?"
"No, Danny, I didn't." She then looked over at Dylan who was watching them both and she smiled. "I'll be fine, honey, don't worry." Danny's eyes snot up at honey. "We need to get back to work. Remember? Or Mac will have us both at a desk job. And we don't do good at desks."
"You're right, we're lab rats," he said with a smirk, as he gestured towards the bedrooms. "Come on. If we work together, it'll go faster."
"I called Hawkes," Flack said, as he came up to their sides. "He's coming in to help you guys process the apartment. Mac said that three would make it go faster than two."
"Thanks, Flack," Danny muttered, as he turned to face him. "Keep, Dylan and kid in there, we'll work the bedrooms and work our way that way." They then headed towards the bedrooms. "Come on Montana, let's get to work."
"Okay, New Yorker, I'm going," she said, as she followed him in the bedroom, hearing Flack chuckle only to stop and turn to face him. "Have something to say Detective Flack?"
"No, Ma'am," he said, as his smile sobered up. "Nothing at all." As soon as she and Danny entered the hallway and headed for the bedrooms, he smirked. "Lab rats, gotta love them."
"I heard that," a voice called from the door, and Dylan looked over to see Hawkes standing with his case. "Flack you know better than to say bad stuff about us "lab rats" we can do horrible stuff to you 'detectives'." He then smiled, as he walked in and shut the door. Dylan then frowned at him. "The door was unlocked and the nice officer outside it let me in."
"Ah, Hawkes, nice of you to show up," Flack muttered, as he looked over at him. "And you showed up fast too." He then smirked. "Danny, your buddy's here."
"What the hell?" Danny's voice called out, only as a loud crash came from the bedroom, followed by a gasp/shriek from Lindsay.
"What?" Flack and Hawkes said at the same time, as they headed for the master bedroom to find Danny and Lindsay staring at a six foot python. "Ah, nice one, Messer. Gonna keep it?"
"Very funny, Flack," Lindsay said in tone that was laced in fear. "Get rid of it."
"Okay, where did snaky come from?" Flack asked, as he looked over at Hawkes. "Ya know how to pick them up?"
"Not a clue," Hawkes replied, as he looked over at him. "Where it come from?"
"The dresser drawer," Lindsay answered, as she looked over at them. "I was just looking through them, and found it. Talk about creepy things people keep in their drawers, and here we were talking about ladies underwear. Not snakes."
"You were doing what?" Dylan's voice came from the door. "Carter!" He then rushed in and picked up the snake. "Why were you attacking my snake?"
A smirk crossed Flack's face, but it quickly faded when Hawkes elbowed him. "Well, Sir, you could have told them that there was a snake in your dresser drawers," he said, as he looked over at the snake in Dylan's hands. "And why do you have a snake?"
"He's my pet," Dylan responded as looked up at them. "Now, I'll let you guys be." Then he and the snake left.
"Ah, they make a great couple," Danny muttered, causing everyone to chuckle. "Talk about a pet who's perfect for his owner."
"Danny, that's not nice to say," Lindsay said, as she opened the closet door only to take a step back. "Okay, that's just creepy." Hawkes came up behind her and smiled. "Please tell me that's for Carter."
"Probably," Hawkes muttered, as he reached in and took up the cages of white mice. "Looks like snacks."
"Snacks?" Flack asked, as he looked at the mice. "That's gross."
"Food for Carter, idiot," Lindsay said, as she set the mice down. "You feed python's live food."
"I knew that." Flack then shot a glance at the door. "Think there's a connection between Carter and the snake in the safety deposit box?"
Danny and Lindsay then froze in what they were doing when they thought back to the vault and shivered. "Let's hope not," Danny said, as he continued to look around the bed. "But be careful for more snakes. Especially the dangerous ones."
"Yes, Sir," Flack, said, as they went to work.
TBC
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