Hawkes, Sid and Marty stood around the looking at Lindsay's x-ray making himming and haing noises.
"Well since I'm not dying, is someone going to tell me what that says or am I leaving?" Lindsay inquired. She was sat on one of the morgue beds which she found slightly creepy. Death didn't bother her as she dealt with it on an almost daily basis but being on that bed did.
"You young lady had a hairline fractures of two of your metatarsals bones." Sid brought the x-ray over and held it up to the light for Lindsay to see. "Here and here." He pointed them out.
"That means you've won a trip to the hospital for a cast and crutches." Marty added.
"Great." Lindsay sighed.
"Cheer up Montana." Danny told her. "It could have been worse."
Lindsay looked at him.
"Sid do you have any headed note paper around here?" Hawkes asked.
"In my office."
"I think three doctors' opinions and a set of x-rays should get you through the system a little quicker." Hawkes told Lindsay.
"How long will I have to have a cast?" Lindsay inquired.
"A month at least." Marty told her.
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Danny carried Lindsay to the elevator and pressed the down button. When the doors opened Flack was inside.
"I'm not going to ask." He said. "Happy Birthday Lindsay."
"Thank you."
"Going down?" Flack asked.
"Yes." Lindsay replied.
"Are you busy Flack?" Danny inquired once the doors closed.
"No, just heading back to catch up on some paperwork. Why?"
"Can you take her to the hospital?" Danny requested. "My shift starts in 15 minutes."
"Hospital?" Flack questioned.
"She broke her foot."
"She has a name and is right here." Lindsay reminded him.
"Sorry Montana."
"I can take her to the hospital." Flack replied.
"She has x-rays already and three diagnostic opinions in the file on her lap."
"You got x-rays at the morgue?" Flack questioned when it hit him where they had just come from.
"She's refused to go to the hospital or a doctor, so I brought her here to see Hawkes." Danny explained. "Which ended up with Sid and Marty getting involved."
Danny carried her and put her in Flack's car and made her promise to call him as soon as she got out of the hospital.
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Flack had grabbed a wheelchair to bring Lindsay into the hospital. He wheeled her up to the triage nurses desk.
"Name." The woman snapped.
"Lindsay Monroe." Lindsay replied.
"What's your complaint?"
"She has a broken foot." Flack told her. "She just needs a cast and crutches."
"Are you a doctor son?" The nurse asked.
"No. Detective Don Flack NYPD."
"Leave the diagnosis to the professionals."
"How about x-rays and three doctors from the ME's office?" Flack held up the files and the notes that Hawkes, Sid and Marty had written.
"I work in the same building as them and they gave me an x-ray, they said I needed a cast and crutches." Lindsay explained.
"I'll need to take those and fill out this." She handed her a clipboard with the paperwork on it. Lindsay brokered the exchange. "Take a seat."
"Are you always like this in hospitals?" Lindsay asked Flack.
"I hate hospitals."
"And you're a homicide detective?" Lindsay questioned.
"Homicide implies most of them are dead when I get there. Dead people don't bother me that much especially since I don't have to touch them."
"Right." Lindsay smiled.
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"Dr Huntsburg." The nurse walked over to him.
"Yes?"
"We have a woman who was sent over by the Medical Examiners office."
"The Medical Examiner is sending us patients? It's usually the other way around."
"This one is definitely alive and with a cop. They took x-rays and sent over letters explaining the situations. She's a cop too. She just needs a cast which they can't." She handed him the x-ray.
He confirmed the diagnosis.
"Confirm her identity and then bring her back. We should be able to get her out of here quickly."
TBC