Lindsay had set the baseball on her desk the following morning while she worked on pulling up another copy of her results for an incompetent DA who had lost them.
"Hey Lindsay." Flack walked in.
"Morning Don." She replied.
"We seem to be light on CSIs today."
"Mac and Stella are somewhere in Uptown a dead socialite and friend of the Mayor's sister's something. Danny and Hawkes have a DB found floating in the Conservatory Water in Central Park and I'm pulling copies of reports for the DA's office since they managed to lose the copies they had."
"Right." He picked up the baseball from her desk. "Since when do you keep a baseball on your desk?" He tossed it in the air.
"Since Derek Jeter tried to brain Danny with it." Lindsay replied.
"What?"
"He took me to a Yankees game last night and top of the ninth Derek Jeter hit the ball and it headed in the direction of Danny's head. He managed to catch it and gave it to me for safe keeping."
"Where were you when this incident occurred?"
"I was on my way back from the restroom." Lindsay replied. "I saw it on the big screen. Nice interrogation technique by the way. Put the ball down."
"Sorry." He put the ball back on the desk.
"I'm guessing this isn't a social call."
"We have a DB about two blocks from here and since it was on my way I thought I'd stop by and see who was available."
"I need two minutes to print this and grab my kit and I'll be with you." Lindsay replied.
"I don't think the dead guy is in any hurry." He said eyeing the ball.
Lindsay stuffed it in a desk drawer and locked it with one hand as she sent the documents to the printer.
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"I hate this part." Danny said pulling his waders on.
"We need to find out if the gun is in the water." Hawkes told him. "And you lost the toss."
"I know."
"So what did you and Lindsay get up to after we left yesterday?"
"I went home and did some laundry and then we went to a ball game last night where I caught a ball which almost hit my head." Danny replied.
"Ouch." Hawkes said. "So how's it going with Lindsay anyway? You seemed pretty domestic yesterday."
"It's going pretty good."
"What exactly is it?" Hawkes inquired.
"She says it's too early to put labels on it." Danny replied.
"When did she tell you that?" Hawkes asked.
"Yesterday. She told her brother a friend was taking her to a ball game and I made a joke about it. She said it was a little too early to put labels on it."
"What did you say?"
"I agreed with her."
"Oh buddy." Hawkes patted his shoulder.
"What?"
"I don't speak woman at the best of times but even I know that she wanted you to tell her that she's more than just the woman you happen to be sleeping with until the next one comes along."
"What?" Danny looked at him. "Why didn't she say anything?"
"Because women have their own logic, if she puts a label on it she might scare you away but if you do it then she knows what she mean to you. Ask Stella I'm sure she can explain it better than I can."
"You know what that pond is looking better all the time."
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"How's it going?" Flack asked Lindsay.
"They can take the body now." Lindsay replied. "But I'm still going to be here for a while."
Flack signalled to the coroners assistants that they could pick the body up.
"We still have no ID." Flack told her. "No missing persons reports matching his description."
"They'll run his prints through the system when they get him back." Lindsay stood up. "But since he has no wallet or ID robbery looks likely."
"Or a timely pick pocket who steals from the dead."
"Or a timely pick pocket." Lindsay agreed. "Ouch." She said as she stood up.
"Are you okay?" Flack asked concerned.
"Cramp. I think I've been crouched down too long. I'll be fine in a minute."
"Good I don't want to tell Danny I let you get injured at a crime scene."
"Why would you have to tell Danny?" Lindsay asked.
"Guys tend to want to know when their girlfriends get hurt."
"He'd have to figure out that I was his girlfriend first." Lindsay muttered under her breath.
"What?" Flack asked.
"If I get injured at a crime scene call Mac let him handle the rest."
TBC