Disclaimer: I am not connected in any way with the creators of any of the CSI shows. (I wish I was though, so Danny and Lindsay would get together already.) These are just my mind's version of the show.

Another day in the life of a New York City CSI.

Like many times before, Danny and Lindsay were pulled out of their much needed sleep by the sound of their buzzing phones. Lindsay turned on the light on Danny's nightstand as Danny reached over to grab their phones. He handed Lindsay's phone to her and checked the caller ID on his.

Danny sighed and turned to Lindsay, "I've got Mac here. Who's on yours?"

Lindsay looked at her phone and said, " Jordan."

They flipped their phones open at the same time.

"Mac, what's up?"

"Hey, Jordan."

They listened to the people on the other line. Danny reached out to link his fingers with Lindsay's as they talked to Jordan and Mac.

"Alright, Mac. We're on our way."

"Got it. We'll see you in a bit."

After disconnecting the calls, Lindsay looked at Danny and asked, "Strip joint?"

Danny nodded and answered, "Yep. Brooklyn. Looks like we're working the same case again, Montana." He chuckled and said, "Mac said that he had a feeling you were with me, but he had Jordan call you to be sure."

Lindsay laughed as she got up from the bed. " Jordan said the same thing, but that's cause she heard you over the phone."

They got up quickly and got dressed to go to the crime scene, an alley behind a strip joint. Mac met them and said, "Lindsay, you go with Jordan to check out the body. Danny, perimeter's yours. Meet up with Flack and see what info they got." He checked his watch. "I have to go, I'm meeting Hawkes and Stella in Manhattan."

Flack approached Danny and said, "Ready, Messer?"

Danny nodded and he suddenly remembered something. "Hey, Montana," he called out to Lindsay as she walked to the Jordan and the body.

Lindsay turned back and tipped her head at him. "What's wrong?"

Danny said, "Don't forget to ask Jordan about that thing okay?"

Lindsay looked at Flack and nodded with a laugh. "Will do. I'll see you later."

Flack looked suspiciously at Danny's happy smirk. "What's going on, Messer? What does Lindsay need to talk to Jordan about?"

Danny smirked again, amusement brightening his eyes. "Oh, don't you worry, Flack. You'll find out soon enough."

Flack didn't like the happy look on Danny's face, but he shrugged it off. He decided to ask Jordan about it in a while. "Whatever, Messer. Let's go."

Lindsay walked towards Jordan and the body, her kit in her hand.

Jordan greeted her brightly, "Morning, Linds."

Lindsay smiled at her. Jordan always was a morning person. Lindsay wondered how she and Flack ever got along, since Flack hated waking up early. "Morning, Jordan. Whatcha got for us today?"

Jordan indicated the DB, a young woman lying face up on pavement. She was wearing a skimpy string bikini that was decorated with a tuft of fur, similar to a rabbit's tail. Her open eyes stared vacantly and caked blood was drying on her forehead.

"What's her name?" Lindsay asked, stopping to scrutinize the wound on the victim's head.

Jordan answered, "According to the manager, this here is Snow Bunny."

Lindsay's head jerked to look quizzically at Jordan. "I hope to the powers that be that that's not her real name."

Jordan laughed and replied, "Apparently, that's her screen name. She's a dancer in the club." She continued, "Her real name is Nikki Jansen. According to the manager, she's nineteen years old, an NYU student and has been working at the club for two months."

Lindsay paused in the act of taking pictures and looked at Jordan again, "A student at NYU? Here in this club?" Jordan nodded to confirm the information. "Pays the tuition bills."

Lindsay shook her head in dismay. "That is so disturbing."

Jordan agreed with her, "Yeah. It makes you want to start saving up right this moment for your kids' tuition money, huh?"

Lindsay answered, "I know." She snapped a few more pictures of the body and asked, "Who found her?"

"One of the waiters did. He was hauling out trash and found her here," Jordan explained. "According to the manager, she just finished her set about an hour ago and she was pretty much done for the night."

Lindsay nodded and took the last of the pictures she would need of the body. "I'm going to start processing the immediate area around the body. You guys heading back to the station?"

Jordan answered, "Yeah. We'll try and dig up some information about the people we interviewed on the scene."

Lindsay replied, "Alright." She stood up to face Jordan. "By the way, when do you and Flack have a day off?"

Jordan thought for a moment. "Saturday. Why? What's up?"

Lindsay smiled shyly at her friend and said, "Danny asked me to move in with him."

"That's great, Linds!" Jordan exclaimed. "So you guys are going to live together?"

Lindsay nodded, smiling at her friend's enthusiasm. "Yep. Thing is, we wanted to ask for some help in moving my stuff to his apartment."

Jordan immediately offered her and Flack's services, just as Lindsay hoped.

Lindsay smiled gratefully at her friend, "Thanks, Jordan."

Jordan asked her with a smug grin, "Can I tell Don?"

Lindsay laughed and said, "I think Danny might want to be the one to tell him that. But don't worry, we'll definitely tell him today." She caught sight of Danny waving at them. "Come on, I think our men want to have a word with us."

As they approached Flack and Danny, Lindsay caught him raising his eyebrows at her in silent question, Did you ask her yet? Lindsay smiled and nodded at him. Danny's face immediately broke out into a devilish grin as he turned to his friend.

When Jordan and Lindsay reached them, Danny casually said, "Hey, Flack. Guess what?"

Flack answered, "What?"

Danny said, "Lindsay and I are moving in together."

Flack grinned in congratulations at his best friend, thumping him on the shoulder. "That's great, Messer." Then he turned to Lindsay and asked her in mock seriousness, "Are you sure about this, Monroe? Messer here can be a pig a lot of the time. He'd drive you nuts."

The women laughed as Danny turned Flack's attention back to him. "That's not all."

Flack replied, "What else? She pregnant already?"

Danny laughed heartily as Lindsay turned scarlet, "Not yet, you moron." He gestured to Jordan, a decidedly evil grin wreathing his face, "Your girlfriend here kindly volunteered your services to help me and Montana move her stuff into my apartment."

Flack groaned and turned to Jordan, "You didn't!"

Jordan shrugged, "Hey, they scratched our back, we scratch theirs."

Flack groaned again, glaring at Danny this time, "Dammit, Messer, this was your brilliant idea wasn't it?"

Danny nodded proudly, not bothering to hide the smug smile on his face. "Of course! Told ya I'd get you back for the last time."

Flack turned imploring eyes to Lindsay, "Aww… Linds… Do I have to?" he whined like a six-year-old boy.

Lindsay laughed and smiled innocently, "Flack, you aren't even going to be there for us when we take this very important step in our relationship?"

Flack glowered at Lindsay and grumbled, "You've been hanging out too much with Messer." He glared at Danny and jerked his thumb at Lindsay. "She wasn't that mean before."

Danny, Lindsay and Jordan just laughed at him.

Jordan reached for his hand and pulled him closer, sliding her arm around his waist. "C'mon, Don. We owe them," she said, looking into his stormy blue eyes.

Flack looked back at her and found himself weakening. He sighed deeply and put his arm around her shoulders. He turned back to Lindsay and Danny and said, "You guys are lucky that I like her this much."

Jordan laughed, a blush tingeing her cheeks. "We'll see you guys around ok? Keep us posted on the case."

Danny nodded and said, "Will do. Thanks again, Addison."

Lindsay chimed in, "Thanks, Jordan. We'll call you."

She and Danny watched Jordan and Flack walked away. Danny shook his head in amazement, "I bet you anything they move together in the next month."

Lindsay looked at him, a calculating gleam in her eyes. "What makes you say that?"

Danny pointed out, "Lindsay, she has the man agreeing to help move stuff twice in the last week. And I don't know if I made this clear the last time, but Flack hates moving."

Lindsay considered what he said and replied, "I know he likes her, Danny. That's kinda obvious and I'm not blind. But I think Flack is taking his time with Jordan."

Danny cast a challenging glance at her. "Wanna bet that they move in together within the next month?"

Lindsay grinned at him. "You're on, Messer. What does the winner get?"

Danny thought about it for a moment. "Fifty bucks, and the right to say 'I told you so'."

Lindsay laughed, "It's a deal, Messer."

Danny said, "Okay, if Flack and Jordan decide to move in together before December 15th, then I win. If they decide to move in together after the 15th, then you win."

Lindsay answered, "Alright." Then she glanced at her watch and said, "Come on, Danny. Let's finish up here, so we can get back to the lab and start processing the evidence. I want to ask Hawkes and Cassie to join us for lunch."

Danny nodded, remembering the deal they made with Marty. "Yeah, that's right. We're trying to get those two together."

Lindsay laughed and replied, "Uh-huh. We've got a busy day ahead, Danny, so we better get started."

Meanwhile, at the other crime scene, Mac was staring at something. He arrived at the scene about twenty minutes ago and found a lawyer who bled to death on top of a pile of papers in his Manhattan office. On the corner of his table was a most peculiar object.

It was an exact replica of the crime scene, down to the papers scattered under the dead man's head, to the blood pool that leaked from the knife wound on his chest to the floor.

Mac frowned. Something about this case rang a bell in his head.

Stella noticed that Mac had been staring at the box for a particularly long time. Why he was staring at is was understandable. It was an odd thing to find at a crime scene. But there was something about the way that his brow furrowed that told Stella there was more to it than that.

She approached him and laid a hand on his arm in concern, "Mac, what's wrong?"

Mac finally remembered where he encountered this before. "Stel, I think I read something about this already from the Vegas Crime Lab."

Stella was confused. "What? This happened before?"

Mac nodded. "Yeah, Gil Grissom sent an interesting email to all the Crime Lab supervisors, asking for input. Grissom is the night shift supervisor of the Vegas Crime Lab. I think they've had two cases like this already." He glanced around and said, "Would you bag this for me, please? I think I should go back to the lab and try to find that email and maybe get in touch with Mr. Grissom."

Stella reached for the small box and said, "No problem, Mac. Hawkes and I will meet you at the Crime Lab."

Mac smiled briefly at her. "Thanks, Stella."

Stella smile back and answered, "Let us know what you find out, okay?"

With one last nod at Stella, Mac went back to the Crime Lab.

That's it for now. As you probably have guessed by now, I'm thinking of doing a crossover with the Vegas team and have Warrick and Nick come over to NYC. How did you like this one? Who do you think would win the bet? Danny or Lindsay? How will they get Hawkes and Cassie together? Watch out for more days in the lives of our favorite detectives:D Thanks for all the great reviews. :D