"So what are we going to do while we're waiting?" Lindsay wondered, looking about at everyone for an answer.

"I've got a deck of cards in my desk drawer." Hawkes replied, hoping to relieve some of the stress.

"That'll take up what? One hour, maybe two?" Stella said.

"I know it sounds corny," Lindsay began, "but back in Montana we use to go on CSI team retreats. We went out into the middle of the woods and camped. We thought if we knew more about each other, then we'd work better as a team."

"You sayin' we go to go campin'?" Danny scoffed.

"No," Lindsay threw back, "I'm just saying that maybe if we got to know each other better then it would help us more on the cases."

"I like it." Hawkes said agreeing.

"Count me in." Stella followed.

"What the hell." Danny muttered, giving in. Lindsay turned to Flack.

"Can you get some paper, a pencil, and some sort of bag?"

"Sure." Flack nodded and left the room. As he left, Mac entered the room carrying Chinese.

"You all owe me for this." He said laying the food out on the table.

"Thank you Mac!" Everyone shouted and a slight blush came over his cheeks. Flack returned with the items and handed them to Lindsay. She began to tear the paper into strips.

"What's going on?" Mac asked as he broke his chopsticks apart.

"Some new thing Montana is going to do to help us on our cases." Danny replied munching his cashew chicken. Lindsay finished shredding the paper and looked at everyone with pen in hand.

"Now what kind of questions would you want to know about your fellow teammates?" she asked, looking about for her first respondent.

"What made you go into law enforcement?" Stella volunteered.

"Good." Lindsay responded and wrote the question on a strip of paper. She folded once and placed it inside the bag.

"What did it feel like when you shot your first suspect?" Hawkes wondered.

"Excellent." Lindsay praised, and she wrote on another slip of paper.

"When'd you loose your virginity?" Danny smirked.

"Danny, I don't think that's very appro…" Lindsay began.

"Put it in. We're all adults." Flack interrupted. Lindsay shook her head but reluctantly put the question in the bag.

"What's the best sex you've ever had?" Stella added, smiling wickedly.

"Guys, I think we're off track here." Lindsay said.

"C'mon Montana," Danny pleaded. "We're just trying to get to know each other. Just because these questions are making you uncomfortable…"

"I didn't say they were making me uncomfortable!" Lindsay defended.

"Then what's the problem?" he replied. She had nothing to say to this.

"What was your first case?" Mac suggested, trying to make the situation better.

"Thank you, Mac." Lindsay said, shooting a dirty look at Danny.

"Have you ever been involved with a victim or suspect?" Hawkes asked.

"Have you ever been involved with a co-worker?" Danny followed. Lindsay shot him another dirty look but didn't say anything.

"What was your most memorable case?" Flack offered.

"What is the worst injury you've received in the field?" Mac said.

"Craziest thing you've ever done." Danny suggested.

"Okay, okay." Lindsay murmured, writing as fast as she could to keep up with everyone's questions. "I think that should be enough. Let me just add one of my own." She finished writing and slipped the last piece of paper into the bag. "There. Now who's brave enough to go first?" She held the bag open for someone.

"I'll do it." said Danny, placing his meal down and leaning over to grab a question from the bag. He unfolded the paper and read it aloud. "Ever been involved with a suspect or victim?" He thought about it a moment. "Yes." He replied and he placed the paper back in the bag.

"C'mon Danny." Stella pleaded. "There's a story behind that yes, and we're gonna hear it."

"Alright, alright." Danny said leaning back in his chair. "When I use to work for Jersey CSI, there was this case where a man was found dead in one of those spa things. He was still lying on the table when we got there, and we brought his massage therapist in for questioning. When the COD came back as a broken neck, we started to book this girl. Now she didn't look like a murderer to me, so I had another person examine the body. Turns out, there was a small incision on the back of his neck where something had been injected. We removed a sample of tissue from around the area of his broken neck and found out that it had been poisoned with this chemical that bulges body tissue. It was another form of steroid to create the look of muscle growth without any of the training. The amount that was dosed around his neck was enough to snap his vertebrae. We traced it back to his wife who worked at a pharmaceutical company and had decided to mix some drugs of her own. She also suspected that her husband was cheatin' on her, which is why she stabbed him. Although the therapist sped up his death by heating the blood around his back and neck, he would have died eventually just by walkin' around. After the case was closed, I started seeing the therapist. I didn't think I'd really go for her because she was a little bit too high class, but we had fun. She was really good with her hands." He smiled.

"Go Messer." Flack said and he smiled as well. Lindsay rolled her eyes.

"My turn." said Stella, reaching into the bag. "What's your most memorable case? A couple of years ago, we got a call that a big movie producer had been shot in his office. While we were there processing, one of his clients came in, Jake Gyllenhaul. I got to interview him.." She stopped and smiled. She looked as giddy as a school girl.

"Who was the killer?" Lindsay wondered. She wasn't a huge fan of Jake Gyllenhaul.

"Another one of his clients. He came in angry with what he thought was a prop gun, but it was real. Hawkes processed the body. Tell them what you found." Stella turned to Hawkes who was in the middle of a bite of noodles. He slurped them up and everyone laughed.

"On his genitals, we found 8 separate sources of DNA." He began.

"Looks like this guy got around." Danny commented.

"With both fields." Hawkes continued. "3 were female samples, 5 were male."

"So he liked boys and girls." Flack said half laughing.

"I think he liked boys a little bit more." Replied Danny.

"Mac?" Lindsay suggested, holding the bag out for him.

"What the hell." He said taking out a slip of paper. "Have you ever been involved with a co-worker?" There were bursts of laughter from the room and everyone tried to contain themselves. "What?" said Mac placing the paper back in the bag.

"It's just funny that you got that one." Said Danny speaking up.

"Why?" he asked questioningly.

"C'mon Mac." Hawkes said bravely. "Everyone knows about you and Peyton."

"Oh," he replied blushing, "Is it that obvious?"

"Yes." Everyone admitted at once, and they began to laugh again, this time with Mac.

"Alright Montana." Danny said. "Pick your poison." Lindsay took a deep breath and pulled a paper out of the bag.

"What's the craziest thing you've ever done?" she read. She looked over at Danny who was intently waiting for her reply. "When I was seventeen, me and a bunch of my friends piled into one of my friends pick up trucks. We rode around down the back roads of my town drinking and smoking. Then one of my friends suggests that we ride down the tallest hill in our town topless. The road on the hill however, was one of the main roads in our town, but we thought, it's three o' clock in the morning, who's going to be out this late. So I agreed, and we did it. When we got to the bottom of the hill, there was a cop waiting for us. I got arrested for indecent exposure." She looked at everyone, waiting for their response.

"Whoa Montana!" Danny said shocked. "I wouldn't peg you for the type." Lindsay blushed.
"It didn't stay news for very long." Lindsay admitted. "My dad was a major figure in the town, and he made it go away."

"Sounds like something I'd do." Stella said mainly to herself. Everyone turned to look at her. "I meant at seventeen!" she defended when she noticed everyone's expression.
"Looks like this next one's for me." Hawkes said digging into the bag. "What is the worst injury you've received in the field? I got a call that a body had been found in an elevator of a hotel. I went to examine the body in the elevator, and while doing so the doors closed and it started to move up. I hit the emergency stop and pried the doors open. I had gone from the second floor to in between the fourth and fifth. One of the guests upstairs hadn't gotten the memo that it was a crime scene. I radioed downstairs to let them know everything was fine and they said they'd go flip the switch to bring me down. However, they didn't get there. The person that murdered the vic escaped onto the top of the elevator and used spelunking equipment to climb to the roof. When he got to the top, he cut the cable that was holding my elevator. I fell several stories and hit the bottom."
"Hawkes, you're lucky to be alive." Lindsay said astounded.

"I know." he replied. "I only dislocated my knee though."

"I'm last, aren't I?" said Flack changing the subject. Lindsay nodded and handed him the bag. "What's the best sex you've ever had?" he read. Everyone chuckled as they continued to eat. "I would get this one." he muttered.
"Life's a bitch." Danny remarked.

"I guess it would be the time that one of my girlfriends broke up with me. Then she came back begging for me to take her back. She apologized really well." He smiled to himself and ate more rice.
"Make-up sex is the best." Danny sighed.

"Amen!" Everyone replied.

"See guys," Lindsay said after her spell of laughter, "This is bringing us closer together."

"Why, because we all like make-up sex?" Danny smirked.

"No, because we're learning things about each other and finding things in common." she replied.
"You're breaking my heart Montana." Danny faked. Lindsay stuck her tongue out at him and threw rice at him.
"Hey!" he said suddenly, standing up and brushing the food particles off him. "How old are you?"

"Old enough." she shot back, and when he looked up at her she winked.

"Okay children." Mac said standing. "I'm going to find some place to sleep. Call me when this nightmare is over."
"Night." Stella said as he left the room. After he was gone, she also stood. "We might not be able to identify the evidence left behind by our killer, but we might as well collect it." She started to leave and Flack ran over to her.
"I'll help." he said.

"Guess that puts me on body duty." Hawkes said, following out behind them. "The corpse is not getting anymore alive." He winked at Lindsay as he went by.
"I think he likes you." Danny said when he had left.

"Do you?" Lindsay replied, raising an eyebrow. "I hadn't noticed."

"Bullshit Montana." he cursed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go take a shower. I smell like whatever you ate." She smiled and he gave her one in return. Once everyone had left, Lindsay sat in silence wondering about her next move.
"What's a poor girl to do?" she thought.