Lindsay woke up with a start and gasped.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you." Mac apologised. "I came in for a file."
"You didn't. It was a nightmare or flashback or something."
"What do you remember?" Mac inquired.
"Just random bits and pieces that don't make sense."
"It's going to be like that for a while; you probably won't remember all the details."
"I know." Lindsay sighed.
"How's the headache?"
"A little better." Lindsay admitted. "Has Danny figured out how I was dosed yet?"
"I hope you weren't wearing your favourite shirt yesterday, since he's testing the sleeves for the drug."
"I learnt a long time ago to never wear my favourite clothes anywhere near work." Lindsay took a deep breath.
"Good."
"How's the case going?" Lindsay inquired.
"We have all the heads matched to the correct bodies, but fingerprints, DNA and missing persons all come back negative."
"Danny said that the bodies and heads were placed in clean alleys next to clean trash cans. There has to be some significance in that." Lindsay stated.
"Other than taking out the trash. The bodies all have roughly the same TOD and the same cause of death so Stella was thinking mass suicide followed by someone beheading them."
"It's a theory." Lindsay agreed. "Since I can't help process the evidence in case I compromise the case, can I go back to my desk and see if can find anything similar or a significance?"
"If you feel up to it. I want you to take regular breaks and drink plenty of water to keep flushing it out your system."
"Thanks Mac."
"As soon as Danny figures out how you were dosed, both of you can help Flack with trying to ID the victims."
"If he's testing my shirt he thinks I brushed up against something that had Rohypnol on it and then when I fell asleep on my arms breathed it in."
"It's possible." Mac confirmed.
"Which would make it my fault."
"But considering how the victims were killed it could be significant." Mac stated.
Lindsay folded the blanket up and put it neatly on the couch with the pillow on top before she left.
CSI NY CSI NY
"There you are Montana; I've been looking for you." Danny said when he found her.
"I'm just doing some research. I hear you owe me a new shirt." Lindsay looked up.
"Sorry I had to test it. I'll buy a new one."
"It cost like ten bucks at Wal-Mart, it doesn't matter."
"Ten bucks?" Danny questioned.
"My first day as a CSI I was given the advice don't wear anything you don't mind getting ruined to a crime scene. Wal-Mart shirts fit well and are cheap."
"You don't get Wal-Mart in New York."
"I noticed." Lindsay sighed. "So I got it on my sleeve and dosed myself when I fell asleep."
"Looks that way."
"I don't think I brushed up against anything but then again I don't remember. Did I talk to you after you got back from West Point?" Lindsay inquired.
"Yes. You told me Ben was coming to the game with us and I told you that the Army weren't giving us Grace until Monday." Danny confirmed.
"Okay. How did it go at the game?"
"I think he had a good time. Yankees won 1 – 0."
"That's good. So since we've figured out I managed somehow to do this to myself Mac wants us to help out trying to see if we can identify the victims." Lindsay told him.
"You up to that?" Danny asked.
"I still have a headache but it's getting better. I've been looking for anything similar anywhere that could shed some light on the situation but I'm coming up blank."
"Okay, let's go and see Flack."
"I just need to run to the bathroom, I've been drinking a lot of water."
"I don't need to know the details. I'll meet you by the elevator."
"Okay." Lindsay agreed.
TBC