Disclaimer: I am not connected in any way with the creators of any of the CSI shows. (Although based on the spoilers for S4, I am really happy with them right now.) These are just my mind's version of the show.

This story supposedly takes place during/after "Sleight Out of Hand" (318) and just a little bit after "Snow Day" (324). Don't know if I'll be able to keep it going though, so we'll see. Let me know what you think, cause your reviews are like air for me.

I hope you guys liked the first two chapters. As what is mentioned above, I do not own anything from CSI: NY. Any similarities between my stories and show means that I borrowed great ideas from the awesome writers of CSI:NY. These similarities do NOT belong to me. I hope you enjoy this one!

Thanks to rhrforever, daytimedrama and ReJo for my first reviews for this story!

Danny and Lindsay kissed for one last time as the disembodied voice of the airport PA system crackled above them.

"Calling all passengers for Flight 112 bound for New York City, please proceed to Gate 15 for boarding."

Danny pried himself away from Lindsay and said in a hoarse voice, "That's me."

Lindsay nodded and said, "I guess you have to go," unable to keep the downcast tone from her voice.

He pulled her close one last time and dropped a kiss on the top of her head, "You're coming home in three days, right?"

Home, Lindsay savored the word. Restaurants with the most amazing food that stayed open until the wee hours of the morning, the thick, smoggy New York air, drivers honking their horns and calling out obscenities, the lab, the team, she couldn't wait to get back.

Lindsay grinned widely, "Yeah, I'll be home soon."

Danny felt a slight tension release inside him at the way Lindsay now referred to New York as home. He had been a little afraid that being in Montana would make her not want to come back to New York, but looking at the way her eyes lit up at the thought of the city, his Montana now had a new home.

He chuckled and reminded her, "Email me your flight information, okay? So that I'll know what time to pick you up from the airport."

Lindsay shook her head, "It's okay, Danny, I can take a cab back." She pointed out, "Besides, you probably have to work."

Danny smirked at her and said, "And that is why you're emailing me your flight information, so I can get someone to cover for me." He looked at her sternly. "I'm picking you up, okay? I want to."

She heard the firmness in his voice and gave up with a sigh. "Alright. I'll book a ticket after you leave and I'll send you the info."

"Last call for all passengers on Flight 112, bound for New York City. Please proceed to Gate 15."

"Okay, now I really gotta go, or I'll miss my flight and Mac will kill me and I really won't be able to pick you up," Danny said, giving Lindsay one last kiss.

"Alright," Lindsay answered, letting go of him reluctantly. "Be safe, cowboy. Let me know when you get back," she called out as he walked to the gate.

She stayed there, long after he had boarded, savoring the new freedom and lightness she felt at finally being able to leave her past behind and starting her future with Danny.

This is a pretty short chapter. Next one will have Danny coming home to New York and finding a way to pick Lindsay up from the airport. Again, thanks so much for reading this story and stay tuned for the next installment! Don't forget to review!