Disclaimer: Flack: Tell the truth damn it. We got your prints and DNA your going away just tell us why. Me: I was mad, they cancelled the show. If I owned it, you'd still be catching criminals and be with Jamie. Get it? I own nothing.
''Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favour fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate to know that for destruction ice, is also great. And would suffice.''
''Lindsay Monroe has been missing for 9 hours. We all know the first 24 hours are critical. We believe Shane Casey is behind this since his fingerprints and DNA were found in Lindsay's apartment,'' Mac informed his team which had taken base in the conference room of the Lab. Danny, Stella, Sheldon, Sid, Adam, Flack and Angell were all sat listening to him. ''Danny, we know you and Casey have history so it would be best if you stayed out of the media angle of this for now, I got every uni in the city looking for him and Lindsay. Every other case gets put on hold right now, this is a priortity case and I need all my best people working on it.'' Mac concluded as he slammed Shane's mug shot on the whiteboard just as a lab tech walked into the room.
''Detective Taylor?'' The young plucky lab tech asked into the room full of CSI's.
''One moment Raley.'' Mac brushed off the Lab Tech and continued explaining to everyone else. ''We have to…'' Mac trailed off.
''Sir, it's urgent. Ca…'' Raley began but was cut off by Mac again telling him to shut up.
''As I was saying…'' Mac continued but suddenly stopped when he saw two uniformed officers walk into the Lab with Shane Casey… without handcuffs.
''Son of a bitch,'' Danny said as he got up and started heading towards him.
''Not this time Messer,'' Sheldon said as he, Sid and Adam blocked his way as Mac and Flack headed over to Shane.
''Shane Casey,'' Mac addressed the criminal.
''Well hello detective Taylor, Flack. I heard you were looking for me so I thought I'd pay you a visit. Shall we go to the precinct'' Casey said mockingly as he turned and headed back towards the elevator. Mac and Flack were confused but they followed him into the elevator and pressed the ground floor button. But before the doors closed Mac threw a look at Danny then the doors closed.
''Casey, I'm not going to tip toe around this now where the hell is Detective Lindsay Monroe?'' Mac asked calmly although anger was rising deep down inside him.
''Detective Taylor I don't understand your question. I do not know where Detective Monroe is, at the lab if I had to guess?'' Shane was infurreating the hell out of Flack.
''Look, we found your prints and DNA at her apartment. You think we don't know you've got something to do with his huh? The only reason I'm staying calm right now is because she's my friend hell one of my best friends and this conversation we're having,'' Flack gestured between the three of them, ''better start telling me where the hell you put her and why the hell you took her.'' Flack was getting angry now, he tried to remain calm. However his voice was cold, very cold which surprised Mac since he didn't know this side of Don.
''Detective Flack, I'm sorry but I don't have Detective Monroe anywhere, and I don't know how my DNA and prints got in her apartment. I'm so sorry for your loss.'' Shane said and that was it. Little did any of them know, Danny had followed the moments later to the precinct and was now standing behind the one way glass. The last remark Casey had just said pushed him over the edge. And he stormed into the interrogation.
''Look at me, you know me Casey, you know what I'm capable of. So if you have done anything to Lindsay I am going to make you pay. Your problem is with me not her.'' Danny started, eyes burning with hate for the man who sat before him. Flack and Mac exchanged confused looks but let Danny speak.
'' Excuse me the law says you can't charge in here…'' Casey began.
''Oh don't you worry about the law, you need to worry about me. No matter where you go, I will find you and I will make you pay.'' Danny spat as he banged his fists on the table, but that didn't startle Shane, only Mac and Don.
''Alright that's enough Messer, come on.'' Flack said putting his hands on Danny's shoulders, steering him towards the door.
''Alright, I'm going…'' Danny said as he put his hands in the air. He was almost at the door when he spun round and said ''see what you don't understand about me Shane is I don't care. I got nothing to lose, I've lost my family and if I go to prison for what I do to you I don't care.''
''Alright that's enough'' Mac said as he and Danny left the room.
''If your friend dies it's your fault. You can't blame me, or my brother.'' Casey said causing Flack to turn around and stare at him.
''What do you mean your brother?'' Flack spat, for all Flack knew was that Danny put his brother away and that he died in jail… what was this bastard on about?
''My brother? Nothing. I want my lawyer.'' Shane said cautiously. Casey said the four words every cop hate to hear, ' I want my lawyer.'
''URGH'' Flack pounded his fist into the wall, he hated it when a perp asked for their lawyers. Mac sent Danny home to cool off but he wasn't having any of it. Instead Danny went back to the lab and sat in his office he shared with Lindsay.
Running. She kept running. Never stopping. Just running. She swore she knew this place. She swore the trees were moving too. But that couldn't be right? She was tired. So very tired. But Lindsay Monroe was free, she could breathe, clean, fresh air and feel the cold snow beneath her feet. Yet, she kept on running. Lindsay ran all the way to a nearby highway where she attempted to get one of the few passing cars to stop so she could call for help. It was no use. No one was stopping. Her body froze in defeat, she collapsed to the floor in a heap.