DistractedlyHere - It's funny... I always thought of myself as a DL person, but I really do love FL too!

most excellent - In the beginning I really didn't mean for this to be a continuation of Right Under My Nose... but it just kind of morphed into that.

Later, Flack was pleasantly surprised to find he was working a crime scene with Mac and Lindsay. He'd take any chance he could get to spend time with his girlfriend. The call had been a DB in the stairwell of a building. Flack had arrived characteristically prior to Mac and Lindsay.

"It's quite a shindig." Lindsay said, seeing the block party in full swing.

"Sunday block parties. Springtime in New York City." Flack said, grinning at Lindsay.

"Right in the middle of the street, huh?" Lindsay said. Flack thought she sounded naïve and innocent, and that made her so cute.

"What do they have up in Montana?" Flack asked. Lindsay didn't even have to look at Flack to see the teasing smile on his face.

"Wyoming." Lindsay answered matter of factly.

Flack, Lindsay and Mac walked into the building, proceeding to its stairwell.

"Security guard." Flack started. "Most likely stabbed to death."

Flack and Mac continued talking out plausible scenarios while Lindsay began processing the area. Lindsay stepped cautiously over the body while she took photographs. She could hear Flack rattling off facts and statements to Mac without pausing for a breath.

"There may be some other…" Mac began to say to Lindsay.

"Yeah, I'll go back to the van and get the stuff." Lindsay replied as if she had read Mac's thoughts. Wordlessly, Flack smiled and took pride in his girlfriend's expertise.

Lindsay walked back through the block party and to the van. She was rummaging around in the back, looking for the exact piece of equipment that she needed when Mac's call came in.

There was a bomb in the building. She needed to clear the street.

Lindsay didn't stop to think about the situation, she simply sprang into action. She called in the bomb. She flashed her badge. She cleared the area. It was when the dust cleared and she picked herself up off the sidewalk that she began to panic about Flack.

Calls to Flack and Mac were futile. There was no answer. Lindsay knew that she needed to work and do her job. Flack's life depended on it, but it was getting harder and harder to focus.

When Stella, Hawkes and Danny arrived, Danny was the first to notice. He noticed the gash on her forehead first, and then how she was just barely holding things together.

"You okay, Linds?" Danny asked.

She simply brushed him off with a simple "Yeah."

All Lindsay could think about was getting Flack out of that building.

Hours later all Lindsay would remember hearing was someone yelling, "They're bringing them out."

Everyone ran over to where the EMT's were meeting the stretchers exiting the bomb site. Lindsay couldn't seem to run fast enough and was the last to sprint over. As Danny and Hawkes moved aside to let her through, Lindsay caught site of Mac. He was covered with dust, dirt, debris and blood. Her eyes met his and Mac couldn't hold her questioning gaze. Where was Flack?

Lindsay saw Flack. She saw his wounds and how the color and life had drained from his face and she couldn't believe this was happening to them. His words from earlier in the day echoed in her head… Don't worry about me too much.

The gurney and EMT's began moving before Lindsay really had a chance to realize it. She was shaken out of her trance by Danny's hands on the back of her shoulders. Lindsay shook her head slightly and looked around.

"Go." Danny said quietly into her ear.

Lindsay climbed into the ambulance and held on tightly to Flack's hand as she sat down next to him.

The ride to the hospital was a blur. Beeping. Cutting. Yelling. Radios. Bumps. Pushing. Suddenly, they had arrived and Lindsay found herself standing in the middle of the emergency room being wrenched away Flack. She didn't want to let his hand go, but somewhere in the background there was a hospital worker saying, "Detective, there's nothing more you can do for him. You have to leave him. You'll just have to wait."

Lindsay sank into a chair and began to simply wait.