Author's Note: I know poor note Kylie. Tears Don't worry...it's gonna get a whole lot better. I promise.

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Stella found Lindsay sitting in the break room next to the couch were Kylie was laid out, curled up in Flacks' sweatshirt. "How's she doing?" she asked her, as she came up to her side.

"It's touch and go," Lindsay said, as she took a sip of her drink. "I think it's hard for her learning that her mother killed her father. She loved him so much. I mean we all treated him like the bad guy he was, but she treated him like the father she saw him as."

"That's how people are though," Stella said, pulling up a chair next to her. "It's how you see people. It's how you know to pinpoint if they're going to lie to you or break your heart, or even hurt you."

"You think she's going to be okay?" Lindsay asked her. "I mean after learning that her own mother killed her father in cold blood. That's gotta be hard on anyone, but especially someone her age."

"She'll come around," Stella replied taking a drink of her coffee. "She'll have to, or life isn't going to be very easy for her."

"I want to see my daughter!!!!!!!!!!!," a voice yelled from the hallway, causing Stella and Lindsay to turn to see Flack and Danny struggling to escort Kylie's mother down the hallway. "I know that she's here. I want to see her."

"Yeah, not gonna happen," Danny muttured, as he took up her arm, only to have her take a swing at him.

"Ma'am, that's assalting an officer," Flack warned her, as he grabbed onto her other arm. "Do you really want to add more charges onto what all you have today?"

"Does it look like I care?" she snapped back at him, yanking her arm free of him. "You are all plotting against me. You set me up to take the fall for that bastard's death. You knew how much I hated him. That's why you put us together. You knew I'd take care of him."

"Ma'am," both Flack and Danny warned her, only to freeze when they saw Kylie standing at the end of the hallway. "Lindsay!"

"Kylie!" her mother cried out, as she held out her handcuffed hands to her. "Come to Mama."

Kylie's face filled in horror as she turned on her little sneakers and fled down the hallway. Lindsay and Stella quickly were at the door and Lindsay took off in one direction while Stella went in the other.

"Ma'am, you need better parenting skills," Flack muttered, as he and Danny continued to drag her down the hallway. "That or not have kids."

"You can't tell me what to do. You're not in charge of me."

"No, but where you're probably going, they'll be somebody in charge of you."

Lindsay and Stella both ended up back at the break room with no luck finding Kylie. "No lucky?" they both asked each other. "This isn't good."

"Keep looking," Stella ordered Lindsay. "I'll go talk to Mac. See if we can get more people to help us."

"Yeah," Lindsay said, as she took off to look for Kylie.

Sid was just coming back from his lunch when he noticed a pair of pink sneakers sticking out from the corner of the morgue. Thinking how odd that was, he walked over to it and shot a glance down to see that it was the little girl from before. "Ah, the young CSI in training," he said with a warm smile, as he greeted her. "What pray-tell are you doing in my morgue?"

"Hiding from my mommy," she replied glancing up at him. "And be close to my daddy." Sid's heart fell at that last comment. "She wants me back after all that she did. I can't go back to her. She killed my daddy."

"I understand, but you can't hide here all your life." He reached out his hand to her and she quickly took it. "Come on. Why don't you and I talk about it someplace that's not on the floor?"

"Okay..." She allowed him to help her up and she shivered. "It's not that bad of a place. I always figured the morgue to be a really, dark, creepy kind of place to work. It's not that bad."

"Why thank you," Sid replied with a smirk. "I try to make it all nice and warm to those who have to come in here."

"I bet that part is always the hardest." She hopped up on one of the empty tables and pulled her knees up against her chest. "Having to tell them that their mommies and daddies are gone. I don't think I could do it. I think I'd rather do what Adam or Hawkes does."

That got Sid to chuckle as he reached into his desk, pulled out a bag of potato chips, and tossed it to her. "Well hate to burst your bubble there kiddo, but Hawkes, used to do what I do for a living."

"For real? No way!"

"Yes, way," a voice called out from behind them, causing her to turn to see Hawkes standing in the doorway listening to them. He shot Sid a smile as he came up and sat down next to Kylie on the table. He then snagged the bag from her and opened it. "It's not that hard being both. You know a whole lot of medical stuff and then you turn around and know a lot of science stuff."

"But that just seems hard," Kylie muttered, as she reached out for some chips and he offered her some. "I think it takes special people to do what you all do. To be able to solve this kind of stuff and not be throwing up all the time. Take Lindsay...she's been hurt more than anybody I know, yet she's still taking care of this."

"That's Montana for ya," a voice drawled from the doorway, causing them to look over to see Danny coming up to them. "And you running from us has her combing the entire lab looking for you."

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't face her, not after all that she said," Kylie said, moving into a more comfortable position, drawing her knees up to her chest. "How can any parent be so mean?"

"Some just are," the three of them replied.

Sid then made a noise as he got to his feet. "Well I got something to do. Don't ever think not to drop into my little morgue, Missy...must make sure you're alive, okay." Then he was gone.

"He's kinda creepy in a sense, isn't he?" Kylie asked the others, as soon as Sid was out of hearing distance, causing the others to chuckle. "What?"

"More true than you know," Hawkes said, offering Danny some chips as well. "So Danny boy...been thrown through any more windows today?"

"No, and thankfully not," he replied, sitting down in the chair that Sid had just left. "I can only take so much in one day. A vault here and there, and a window or two."

"You guys really do lead fancy kinds of lives," Kylie said, snatching the chips back from Hawkes. "Makes anybody wanna be one of you."

TBC

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