Chapter Six: When You Think Happiness
Disclaimer:
Mitsi: I own nothing! Accept, maybe a few of those tests I've been making in the last couple of days…
Susie Q: Oh, that's why you've not been updating.
Mitsi: Yep. School is getting in the way of everything!!
Susie Q: That's so true. It even almost got in the way of my Sensei-training! But, I made time for that.
Mitsi: Good job! The world needs more superheroes! I've made time to write this new chapter. It's a bit short, I'm aware of that, but it just had to be written. It's a flashback…
Susie Q: Yeah, what ever… Just write a longer chapter next time!
Mitsi: I promise. But now; let's continue this 'story':
The soft ticking of rain against her window, woke her. She threw away her covers, and her bare feet touched the cold wooden floor of her bedroom. She walked towards the window, and shivered. The coldness in her apartment was getting to her…
She sat down in the windowsill, her head resting against the cold glass, her back against the white wall. She sighed, it had been a long day. And an even longer year. She moved from Bozeman, Montana to New York City. She went from a quiet job, to a job were she had to run around all day long. She went from a few friends to a whole army of them. And that made her happy.
Happiness. She thought she had run out of that. A messy relationship, with an awfully dull guy. She had to go, she knew that. So she went, from everything she knew to the totally unknown. The only thing that reminded her of home, were the pictures on the wall. Her mom, her dad, the brother that always teased her, a passed away grandmother, everyone. The phone sometimes rang, a long distance call from Montana. Her mother, father or a long forgotten friend.
Long forgotten because she had made new friends here. Stella, Mac, Flack, Adam of course, pretty much everyone at the lab. Her co-workers were friendly and warmhearted, despite of what they might have seen, done or heard while working.
Yes, the move worked out pretty well.
In the beginning she was lonely, most definitely, but changed as soon as she started working as a CSI. Her first case. She smiled and closed her eyes, her head still leaning on the window. She felt all warm inside when she thought about her first case here. The way he had looked at her, the way he had made looked her look like a fool in front of Mac. She got back at him, eventually, but still…
He brought back so many happy memories. The way he looked after he got out of that safe. The way he stared when she appeared on that crime scene, wearing her opera dress. The way he made her sigh and collapsing against her front door after a long, hard day of work. The way he always hinted about so many things.
Lindsay stood up from the windowsill, and stood in front of her bed.
There he was. Her cowboy. Her angel. Her Danny. The golden band of love on his left ring finger shone, even in the darkness of the room.
The baby kicked. He loved his dad too…