Title: Love Too Young

Rating: FRT
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just the idea.
Spoilers: None
Summary: What if Danny and Lindsay knew each other in high school? What if Lindsay lived in New York and moved away? This is WAY OUT THERE so be nice.

Thank you so much for all your patience with this. This just ain't writing well.

With the statements from the teenagers, Stella had processed the back hallway. To her dismay, multiple different sets of footprints led to the alley. The task of separating the footprints into make and model was going to be daunting. But the gods were smiling down on Stella. She had found three footprints with blood spatter around the sides of the souls, presumably, the footwear the men had worn that got covered in blood.
After Lindsay filled out the necessary paper work, Mac took her to Examination Room Two. Hawkes was waiting.

"Lindsay Monroe, this is Dr. Sheldon Hawkes." They shook hands. "He'll be taking a sample of your DNA for our records."

Lindsay nodded while Hawkes prepared the syringe and catheter. He took this time to study her.

'Danny dated her? Wow. Then again, Danny always had good taste. She was more conservative then what Danny been seen with nowadays, but she was cute, polite, and friendly. She could be the thing Danny needs.'

"So Ms. Monroe…"

"Please. Call me Lindsay."

"Lindsay it is." He continued "What do you do?" Hawkes had decided to make conversation with her without prying too much and without being too forward.

Lindsay smiled. "Forensic Analyst."

"CSI? Well, small world." Hawkes smiled. 'Smaller than you know', he said to himself.

"Done." He said when he put a cotton ball on her arm to cover the little bit of blood that seeped though from the sample.

"Well that was fast. Didn't feel a thing."

"Hawkes used to be our M.E." Mac stated. "Good thing too. Not enough CSIs to handle all the crime." He turned to Hawkes. "Take that sample to DNA." Hawkes nodded.

Mac turned to Lindsay. "Now, if you come with me Lindsay."

"It was nice meeting you Dr. Hawkes."

"Likewise. And it's Sheldon for future reference." Hawkes got the feeling that he would soon be seeing her more often.

'It's a shame about their past, but they would make a cute couple...but there's still hope.'

Mac had Stella lead Lindsay into the break room while he mad a phone call.

On the first ring it was picked up.

"Messer." Danny sounded bored out of his mind.

He had spent the past four days doing absolutely nothing. Monday he was taken off the case, Tuesday he had slept, or tried to sleep. Wednesday he had watched TV more in that one day then he usually did in a month. And today? That's the worst day yet.

Thursdays were usually his bar nights, but he had no desire what-so-ever to set his eyes on a woman. He had only one in mind. Lindsay Monroe. She had assaulted his thoughts since this whole mess started. He saw her when his eyelids closed. He felt her so real in his dreams. He tasted her whenever he licked his lips. He smelt her in his bed sheets, even though she had never been there.

Even when they had been together, it never hurt this much. The need for her had never been more intense than it has been the past few days. Its amazing how one event could trigger this amount of insatiable desire to see her. Although he had never gotten over her leaving the way she did, he eventually accepted it over time. Now he had fallen back into the rut she put him in back then.

He was utterly pathetic. Never in his life had be pictured himself pinning over a girl he hadn't seen in sixteen years. Let alone any girl. Yet here he was. Lying on his couch, in a pair of jeans and not much else, trying to remembering everything about her.

Her smile, her eyes, her laugh. He remembered when her first saw her. She was sitting in Advanced Chemistry. Legs crossed under a skirt, running her fingers thought the pages of her textbook. Was it possible to be jealous of an object? She held a pen between her lips, gently biting down on it. He remembered never wanting to be a pen so much in his life.

Yup, pathetic. Thank goodness Mac called him before his mind drifted to Prom night.

"Danny, its Mac. How are you doing?" He knew Danny didn't like being cooped up with nothing to do, but this was for the best.

"I've cleaned my place three times, watched seven reruns of Magnum P.I. and developed a body groove in my couch. But things are looking up." Mac could feel sarcasm dripping thought the phone.

"Well you're right Danny. Things are looking up. Come to the lab. I have something you might be interested in seeing."

Danny didn't need to be told twice. Without so much as a goodbye, he sprung from the couch, through on a shirt and bolted to the door.

Once he hung up from Danny, Mac led Lindsay to conference room three. Danny and Lindsay were going to need some privacy.

"There are a few more personal questions, but another Detective will come in and do them. He'll be here shortly." said Mac as he left, leaving Lindsay with a cup of coffee, staring out the window at the New York skyline.

'It's grown a lot since I left... I wonder if I'll have time to go to Central Park?...I wonder if Danny still lives here? Probably...he always said he was gonna die a city boy. He was too in love with the city to leave...'

Lindsay heard the door open, and a pair of feet shuffle in. She figured it was the other Detective, Mac had told her about so she didn't bother turning around from the window.

"The city hasn't changed much." she said with a small smile.

The voice she heard next she hadn't expected. The voice that could send her heart fluttering and stomach flip flopping. The voice she had fallen in love with so many years ago.

"Neither have you."

Lindsay's hands went to her mouth to cover a gasp that erupted when she saw him standing with his hands in his pockets, still the same as ever. Except maybe a little more dashing.

The only other sound that echoed though-out the room was the shattering of a coffee cup into a million pieces on the floor.

Now everyone's gonna kill me cause it will be quite some time till I can post the next chapter. What a cliffhanger!

Author's Note: I just HAD to mention Danny "…in a pair of jeans and not much else…" ;)