Mac didn't have an all too friendly look on his face, when the three CSIs entered the lab. "I thought she was going home," he said, not interiorly looking up from the folder he had in his hands. Letting out a deep sigh, he glanced up at them. "Nothing I can say or do, will send the lot of you home, will it?" They shook their heads. "Fine, Hawkes, you and Lindsay will go over Dylan then talk to Kylie. Danny, since you did a grand job at bonding with Kylie's mom you can ask her why she stabbed her ex-husband."
"We're on it," Hawkes replied, gently pushing Lindsay forward. "Come on . . . before you get stabbed yet again." She shot him a look, and he just chuckled. "Ah, come on, hon, I'm immune to any kind of stares that you can dish out. I've been here far too long and have known the lot of you just as long."
"Yes, 'Master'," she replied, before turning and slamming into Adam who was holding a very fighting Kylie by the arm. "Ah, troubles Adam?"
"This is yours," he said, pushing her toward them. "I'm a lab rat." He then headed back to his lab.
That got them to chuckle, as they gazed down at Kylie. Lindsay shot a glance over at Hawkes. "What are we supposed to do with her while we talk to Sid about Dylan?" she asked him softly.
"Can I at least see my daddy?" Kylie asked them, causing both adults to tense up. They knew that probably no one had gotten around to it yet, of telling the young girl that her father was no more. Kylie glanced up at both of them and then frowned. "What's wrong? What happened?" She took a few steps back away from them, fear growing quickly in her eyes. "Somebody better tell me now . . . "
"Honey, we have some bad news," Lindsay started, as she slowly started toward Kylie only to have the girl bolt from her. "Kylie!"
Danny heard Lindsay's cry and looked up to see the small figure rushing by. "Hey, hey . . . " he called out to her, as he quickly grabbed her arm. She swung out at him, yet again, only he realized this time it wasn't in complete rage, but another kind, the kind you get when you lose a family member. "Hey, it's okay." She busted out in tears, as she threw herself at him. He soon had her wrapped around him. "It's okay . . . "
"Kylie!" Lindsay's voice called out, causing Danny to look up at her to see her running up toward them. She automatically slowed down when she saw them together. She came up to Kylie's side and ran a comforting hand down her back. "Honey, it's going to be okay. Trust me. You'll be fine."
"What happened to my Daddy," Kylie asked in a tone that demanded answers, as she pushed away from Danny and looked up at both of them. "I know that you both know." She then noticed the slight bit of gauze sticking out of Lindsay's shirt. "You got hurt. How?"
"Umm . . . I got stabbed," Lindsay fibbed, not really wanting to tell her that her own mother stabbed her. "Honey, we need to sit down for this."
Kylie's eyes grew wide in fear as she looked between them and she shook her head. "No . . . no." She started to back away from them, but this time, both adults were ready. They gently grabbed onto her wrists. "No, please no."
"Honey, we're so sorry," Lindsay said softly, trying to reassure the child.
"How can you be sorry, you didn't like him," Kylie blurted out. "To you he's just another bad guy. But to me, he's my dad." She sniffled as the tears finally broke. "Can I see him?"
Lindsay shot Danny a look and he nodded. "Yeah, honey, you can see him," he said, slipping an arm over her shoulder. "And since we meet your mom, your dad really doesn't seem all that bad."
Kylie let out a weak chuckle. "Wow, that seems nice," she muttered, glancing up at them. "I feel really nice inside. All warm and stuff."
"We know hon . . . we know." They then glanced over at each other over her head. It was gonna be a while before Kylie's life would ever go back to normal, but it would. Danny tilted his head to one side. "Come on, we'll take you."
"Are you sure?" she asked them. "I don't want to get you guys into any trouble."
"You won't."
"Okay . . . "
Hawkes and Sid looked up when Danny, Lindsay, and Kylie entered the morgue. "Ah . . . " Hawkes started only to cut himself off. "I'll ask you later about that okay, Sid?"
"Yeah, that'll work fine by me," Sid replied, glancing over at the young lady who was with Danny and Lindsay. "And who might this be? One of our CSIs in training?"
"Nah, I'm just my daddy's girl," Kylie replied, missing Sid's tease completely, looking over at her father's body on the slab. She took a deep breath, as she stepped away from the CSIs' side and went over to look at him. "So he's really, really dead?"
"I'm afraid so," Sid answered, coming up onto the other side of the table. "He didn't suffer though." Kylie's eyes snapped to him before she turned and fled from the morgue. Lindsay shot them all a harsh look before heading after her. "What I say?"
Lindsay found Kylie in the hallway down on her knees shaking. "Hey, baby girl it's okay," she whispered to her, as she knelt down beside her. Kylie sniffled as she glanced up at Lindsay. She was still shaking and Lindsay knew that it would be awhile before she calmed down. "Come on, let's go get you something to drink. Does that sound like a plan? You can even play games on Danny's computer."
"Okay . . . " she replied with a cracked voice. She took Lindsay's hand and followed her to where Lindsay and Danny somewhat shared an office, if you wanted to call it. She pointed out Danny's side, and Kylie sank down in his chair. She pulled up her knees to her chest, and wrapped her arms around her chest.
"Hon, it's going to be okay," Lindsay started, as she pulled up her chair in front of her. "I know that we keep saying it, but it will be okay. I know that it really doesn't look like it now, but it will be some day."
"I'm cold . . . " was the only thing that Kylie could mutter. Lindsay quickly looked around for a coat or anything that she or Danny had left in here. Finding nothing, she frowned. "I'm really sorry, if I'm a pain. I never meant for this to happen."
"Honey, it wasn't your fault. You didn't cause this to happen." Lindsay got to her feet and ran a hand through her hair. She wasn't getting anywhere with her. If she didn't shut her mouth, Kylie would have a nervous break down, and they would lose her. "None of this is your fault."
"My stupid bear . . . " She broke into tears again, and Lindsay felt her heart go with. "It was my stupid bear."
The sound of footsteps caused Kylie to somewhat jump, as a University of New York sweatshirt was placed over her. She was completely swallowed in it. Lindsay looked up to see Danny. He shot her a concerned look, as he handed them both cups, and then something else. "For the wee one, compliments of Stella," he said. "I'm thinking chocolate."
"Mmmpfft . . . " a muffled voice came from the sweatshirt before Kylie's head popped out. "Okay, whose thing is this . . . it's huge."
"That would be Don's," Danny pointed out, as he snagged a chair and sank down in it. "Stole it from the locker he had here. Don't worry it's clean."
"How come it's so big?"
"Cause he's me," a voice came from behind them, causing Kylie to jump. "And I'm not a size negative three honey." He pulled the hood up and over her head. "Okay, Messer, I know that you really love baby-sitting duty, but you and I have to go really go talk to the ice queen about why she stabbed that guy."
"What?" Kylie asked, pushing the hood back from her face. "My mom stabbed my dad . . . " The adults turned to see her face go white and her eyes roll back in her head. Flack was the one closest to her, and was able to grab her before she hit the floor.
"Nice going Flack," both CSI snapped, as they gazed at the young girl in his arms, who was passed out. "She didn't know that part."
"Well she does now."
"Yeah . . . how do you break it to a kid that one parent stabbed and killed another parent," Lindsay asked, looked over at Kylie. "It's gonna be tough when she wakes up."
TBC
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