"Hey Adam, do you have Danny's DNA results yet?" Lindsay inquired.

"He's got you doing his scut work for him?" Adam questioned.

"He finally annoyed me so much I sent him to the Army."

"The Army?" Adam repeated.

"Relax, I ran 103 prints for them last night and 101 can back to the victim and two came back to a Army Corporal at West Point. Danny and Hawkes went out to interview him."

"And stuck you with their evidence." Adam guessed.

"Actually it was Mac's idea. So the DNA results?"

"If you want to run and get me some coffee I'll have them for you in five minutes."

"Black with two sugars right?" Lindsay asked.

"How did you know that?"

"I'm paid to be observant." Lindsay replied. "I'll be right back."

Lindsay knew how hard the lab techs worked and how the CSI's nagged them for results, anything she could do keep the relationship working smoothly, if that meant getting Adam some coffee while she waited for results she would.

When Lindsay got all the results in she called Hawkes.

"Hawkes." He answered the phone.

"It's Lindsay; I've got the results for you. But can you do me a favour and pretend to flirt with me while I tell you them." She requested.

"For what reason?" Hawkes inquired.

"It will drive Danny crazy." Lindsay replied.

"Works for me."

Hawkes flirted with her as she gave him the results.

"I'll see you later." Hawkes said at the end of the call.

"Who was that?" Danny inquired as Hawkes hung up.

"Lindsay, she said to say hello."

"That was Montana?" Danny questioned.

"God, she's right you are so easy to wind up." Hawkes smiled. "All the DNA belonged to the victim but she did find fibres consistent with the a military uniform. Tox-screen came back too, the victim had traces of Rohypnol in her system and the rape kit came back negative."

"Maybe soldier boy drugged her and couldn't get it up, so he killed her instead." Danny suggested.

"It's a possibility." Hawkes agreed.

CSI NY CSI NY

Lindsay was waiting by the elevator to come so she could head out to a new scene. When the doors opened Flack walked out.

"Hey Lindsay have you seen Danny?"

"West Point." Lindsay replied.

"West Point?" Flack repeated.

"The fingerprints of a Cpl Grace were found at their scene last night; he and Hawkes went out to talk to him." Lindsay explained. "Was it something important?"

"I got four tickets to the Yankees game tonight; I was going to see if Danny and Hawkes wanted to go. You could come with the extra ticket if you want." Flack offered.

"I'm sure Danny will want to go…" She paused. "Actually you could take my Dad."

"Your dad?" Flack questioned.

"He's a huge baseball fan but doesn't get to go to Major League games all that often. It would nice for him to spend some time with Danny." She paused. "You don't have to take him it's your ticket."

"If Danny and Hawkes want to come we'll invite your dad." Flack told her. "I'll call them later."

"Thank you." Lindsay kissed his cheek. "Now I have to go." She pressed the button to call the elevator again which had gone while they had been talking.

"Where are you headed?"

"China Town, a dog found a severed head."

"Are Mac and Stella meeting you there?" Flack asked.

"No they're uptown. I had to stay here and run the rest of Danny's evidence through, so I get to work this alone."

"I'm coming with you."

"I think they already assigned a detective to the case." Lindsay pointed out.

"Some dodgy things have been going down in that area for the past few months, you'd rather have someone you know watching your back than whoever was the nearest to the scene when the call came in."

"I'm taking my own car." Lindsay stated.

"Works for me."

TBC