A/N: Thanks again for all of the reviews. I love reading what everyone thinks!

Here is the next chapter in the saga.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, if I did I could afford to pay back my student loans.

Thanks again to Sally Jetson for the Beta :)

Chapter 6: Reminders of the Past

Lindsay entered the building which she had gotten so used to over the past year and yet in which she hadn't stepped foot during the last 6 weeks. The familiar sight of the lab techs hurrying here and there through the glass walls brought a smile to her face. I guess crime didn't stop while I was gone.

"Well hello Miss Munroe," the receptionist greeted.

What did she just say? She knew the receptionist was just welcoming her back but she couldn't help but think back to another time that that phrase had been uttered. Another time, another place, a lifetime ago.

"Umm hi. Is Captain Brass around?"

"He's waiting for you with the others in conference room one." Lindsay muttered her thanks and continued down the hallway. She turned the corner and plowed straight into Hodges. "Oh sorry Lindsay. I have to hurry and get these results to Grissom. I think the killer might have been Siegfried or Roy; the hair turned out to be from a Panthera tigris tigris, also know as a White Bengal tiger."

Tiger. That was the first time I saw him. He was such an ass… a deadly smoldering hot ass, but an ass. He soon proved me wrong…

"Nice top by the way," Hodges mentioned as he continued to stare at her protruding chest and tight shirt, bringing Lindsay out of her reverie.

"Umm thanks. I have to go..." She self-consciously folded her arms across her chest and finally entered the conference room only to hear the tail end of an argument that had started while her teammates waited for her.

"Come on man, how can you say that the Cowboys are the best, the Colts won the Super Bowl," Warrick tried to explain.

"Tell me you know a little something about football, please."
"Is that so hard to believe?"
"No, it's just dangerous. I might ask you to marry me."

"Lindsay, you're here. What do you have for us? Please tell me we can finally put these scumbags away for good," Brass asked.

"What?" Oh right, the case. What I've devoted my life to the last 6 weeks and the reason that I'm here. It only took a moment for Lindsay to shift back into work mode.

"Armando has the bodies buried behind an old gas station on highway 50. He is planning on reburying them tomorrow night. Those bodies should give us all the evidence we need and we might even be able to catch his men in the act."

"Way to go Pygmy!" This time Nick wasn't fast enough as Catherine did the honours and gave him a quick slap to the head.

Catherine then came forward to give Lindsay a hug of support and congratulations. "Good work Linds. We'll get him this time. Hopefully with the evidence we won't need your testimony to put Armando and his crew away for good."

"Thanks Cat, for everything."

Catherine smiled and pulled away. "Come on Jim, Warrick, we've got bodies to find and a bad guy to nab," and with that they left the room.

As they left the room Nick approached her. "Come on Linds let's go celebrate. My girlfriend is out of town so I'm all yours."

"Thanks Tex, but I have somewhere else I have to be," Lindsay replied uncertainly as she fingered the card burning a hole in her pocket.