"So what do you have planned for tomorrow?" Danny asked Stella as they worked a scene.
"Danny I wouldn't tell Flack what I have planned why do you think I'll tell you?"
"Because you like me better than Flack?" Danny smiled at her.
"Do you really think that would work?" Stella asked.
"No, but it was worth a shot."
"Don't worry; we're not doing anything you wouldn't approve of."
"And what exactly do you think I wouldn't approve of?" Danny asked.
"Nice try but no cigar."
Danny shrugged.
"Don't worry there will be no getting arrested for anything including public nudity, no going anywhere where there are dead people, no getting so drunk that we have to call you to come and pick us up and don't worry there won't be any strippers."
"Do all women have those rules for parties?" Danny asked. "Or did Lindsay tell you the rules she set for my bachelor party."
"Danny we're going out during the day, just how drunk and disorderly do you think we'd get?"
"Women can get pretty rowdy sometimes." Danny pointed out.
"Have a little faith and trust we know better."
"Lindsay I trust, but you." Danny said. "I heard what happened that time you took Claire out."
"In my defence that wasn't my fault." Stella protested.
"I don't think Mac saw it that way." Danny remarked.
"Don't worry we're not leaving the state or the country."
"Good." Danny replied.
CSI NY CSI NY
"So where are you going for your bachelorette party?" Mac asked Lindsay as they processed their scene.
"If we're not going to tell Danny or Don why do you think well tell you?" Lindsay inquired.
"You don't know do you?" Mac looked at her.
"Not a clue." Lindsay smiled. "We figure if Stella was the only one who knew the exact location no-one else would find out."
"I'll make sure they don't try to track the GPS chips in your phones."
"Danny wouldn't." Lindsay said.
"What about Don?" Mac looked at her.
"This is what I get for telling him we were getting the surveillance feed from the bachelor party isn't it?"
"Don't worry; I think Stella learned her lesson years ago."
"Her lesson about what?"
"She and my wife Claire went out for the day, I was working a case so I was at the lab all night. The first I know about anything I get a call from Claire."
"Why what happened?"
"They needed me to buy them plane tickets home; somehow they'd ended up in New Mexico."
"New Mexico?"
"Neither of them were big on the details."
"Sounds like the time I went to Venice Beach."
"What happened when you went to Venice Beach?" Mac inquired.
"That story is going with me to the grave." Lindsay replied. "And I've got blood over here."
"How much?"
"It's arterial and by the looks of things goes over most of this wall." Lindsay continued to stray Luminol over the wall. "Why do people thinking painting over blood spray with cheap paint will hide it?"
"Out of sight out of mind." Mac suggested.
"The dead body under the floorboards wasn't enough?"
"Once we find out who she is, we'll have a few more answers." Mac replied.
Lindsay's cell phone rang.
"Monroe." She answered standing up. "What number?... Okay I'll be there in a minute." She hung up.
"Everything okay?" Mac asked.
"They found another body, under the floor boards the next floor up. I guess that's what you get for trying to renovate an abandoned building."
"We need to check under all the floorboards in all the apartments." Mac said.
"I'll call Adama and get him to bring the camera down." Lindsay stated.
TBC