Sheldon glanced at the file and walked into the trace lab.
"Hey Mary, do you have the results for the hair we found in the triple murder scene?"
"Sorry Sheldon, I'm swamped but I'll do them next."
Mary looked at the Doctor.
"What's got you in a foul mood?"
"Two words – de Boise."
"What did he do this time?"
"Oh, five minutes ago he gave me a lecture about collecting and processing evidence and how we did it all wrong and how Las Vegas and Miami have better crime labs. Stella and I had to hear it all because we couldn't get away."
Mary frowned.
"I'm glad that detective de Boise is such an expert in forensic investigation. When will his book come out?"
"I think it's coming out on the twelfth of never."
"Is that right after the hell freezes over?"
"I'm glad to see that at least you're fitting in nicely. You're as cynical as rest of us."
"I think that's why Mac hired me."
"Then again, that's why he hired all of us."
Laughter filled the trace lab but it stopped the moment detective de Boise came around the corner.
"Okay, I'm going to flee now."
"You can't leave me alone with him, Hawkes!"
"Mary, if you survive de Boise, you will survive everything."
"I'll kill you Hawkes!"
"I've heard that before, Brebrick."
"Brebrick!"
Mary frowned as Hawkes disappeared behind the corner just as de Boise entered the trace lab. "Do you have the test results for the triple murder?"
"I'm starting with them right away."
"Just so you know you got those little pieces of evidence yesterday afternoon!"
"Like I told Hawkes – I'm swamped."
"You know, Las Vegas and Miami crime labs are much quicker and better. They are all…"
Mary gritted her teeth as de Boise rambled on.
"I hate hospital food."
Lindsay smirked and sipped her coffee.
"Oh really, I wouldn't have guessed from the face you did when you ate it."
"Ha-Ha, very funny Angel."
"Are you always going to call me like that?"
"Yeah, are you against it?" Flack smiled as the only things that amused him these days were tormenting the nurses, teasing Lindsay and watching ESPN.
"No I don't have anything against it; I just haven't thought of a nickname for you yet."
"Please don't make it something stupid."
"We'll see, we shall see."
Don smirked as he tried to make himself comfortable on the pillows.
"So tell me what's going on at lab and in department?"
Lindsay sat on his bed.
"Well you know detective de Boise?"
"You mean the jackass who worked in Las Vegas and Miami and came to NY 6 months ago?"
"Yeah, I think that's the one. He's been brought in to replace you."
Lindsay looked Flacks face, he didn't seem amused.
"You're kidding me right? That guy is an arrogant son of a bitch."
"Just like you."
"Hey, I don't think I'm better then everyone else. He on the other hand once tried to teach me how to do my job."
"Your not the only one, Stella called when I came here, he tried to teach her and Hawkes how to do theirs."
"Stella and Sheldon, does he have death wish?"
Lindsay chuckled, she touched his face.
"You know I've missed your sense of humor."
"And I miss my job."
Lindsay frowned; that goddamn man was going to drive them all crazy.
"What does that have to do with your sense of humor?"
Flack looked her like she was nuts.
"If I don't get back to work soon, I'm going to lose it."
"You poor workaholic, if I understood Dr Lang correctly they'll release you in about a week, then if you go and get checked regularly they will monitor your progress and decide how quickly you can go back to work."
"Are they trying to kill me?"
"Don, if you don't follow doctors orders I can promise you that they will not be the ones who kill you."
"Donny is in trouble." By the door stood a man with ginger hair, "Why is it always when I turn my back, you get into trouble or hurt."
"Hey, the last time I got hurt was because of you and Patrick and last time when I got into serious trouble was also because you guys. You ran and left me to take the blame."
"No it wasn't like that."
"Hell yeah it was."
"Okay, okay, so we ran. Will you ever forgive us?"
"No, but it's good to see you, man."
Lindsay chuckled, "So this is the third musketeer."
"Lindsay, I'd like to introduce you to Colin Macbert,"
Flack pointed at the man who had sat in the chair by his bed.
"Colin this is Lindsay Monroe, my girlfriend and co-worker."
"It's nice to meet you Ms Monroe."
"Same here, but call me Lindsay."
"That's fine, if you refer to me as Colin."
"Alright, but now I must go now, Mac only gave me an hour to see you."
"So soon?"
Don pouted; he loved the hours that he spent with Lindsay.
"Yes so soon. Now behave yourself, don't tantalize the nurses they are here to help you."
"You're no fun."
"I know. Danny promised to come to see you on his lunch break."
"Goodie, he could amuse me." Lindsay saw that glint in his eyes.
"Don you sound like a child. Now remember, there shall be no wheelchair racing in the halls with Danny!"
"Angel I'm not aloud out of the bed yet!"
"Knowing you, you'll find a way."
"I love you too, Angel."
"And don't forget it; I'll see you in the evening." Lindsay walked to the door.
"By the way, thanks for the idea."
"Don, you're intolerable!" Lindsey's commented from the hall
"See you in the evening and don't kill de Boise. I want to do that."
They heard laughter going down the hall.
"You have a fine woman there, Donny."
Flack turned his attention to his childhood friend.
"Yes, I know. So, how have you been?"
"Fine, fine, my mother is driving me nuts though. She and dad are traveling and even now she finds time to call me and complain how she doesn't have any grandchildren and how should I settle down."
"Has she talked with my mother lately?"
"I think so, because in the last call she told me that I should look up to you because you have found yourself a girl."
"I'm sorry old buddy, if I had known that would get you in trouble I wouldn't have fallen in love."
"Shut up and enjoy your happiness, Don."
They both stared laughing. Their mothers had tried to fix them up with girls their whole life and if one of them should get a girlfriend the others mother would rub it under his nose.
"I'm sorry that we can't play hockey this weekend."
"There is no problem; the only important thing is that you'll get back on your feet."
"Yeah, I'll get better than ever and will kick your ass like I used too."
"We'll see that."
At that moment his pager went off.
"You see Don, I don't even have five minutes to be with my sick friend and she is talking about family."
"You got to go?"
"Yeah, but I'll come back to see you as soon as I can"
"Well if you want to talk, here is the phone number to my room phone."
"You have fine luxuries here. What did you have to do to get it?"
"You don't want to know."
"Well if you don't want to tell me that's fine. I'll go now, but if you see a beautiful nurse please give her my number."
"You can count on that. See you."
When Danny walked into Don's room a few hours later he found Don staring aimlessly at a rerun of "I love Lucy".
"Bored, huh?"
"Why would you think that? I love being in hospital. There's literally nothing to do. If they don't kill me with medicine soon, I'll die from boredom."
"You're as sarcastic as ever. You have so many beautiful nurses around here and you complain."
Flack rolled his eyes.
"Sit down Messer and amuse me."
Danny smirked; Don will do anything to drive them crazy once his released. He sat in a chair right beside his friends' bed.
"I have strict orders not to amuse you."
"Lindsay?"
"Yeah, let me remember exactly how she said it. Ah yes, "If you let him talk you into wheelchair racing you'll find yourself from the bottom of the sea and you don't even know how you got there." She has a hell of a control over you."
"Yeah, I know. Well if we can't race down the halls in wheelchairs then at least tell me something interesting."
"I am thinking about asking Mary out."
"You mean the lab tech Mary "Messer-if-you-come-near-me-you'll-find-a-hole-in-your-head" Bebrick?"
"Are you a comedian Flack?"
"No, but heard it with my own ear when she told Adam, that if you come near her again without any evidence then not even Mac will find your body." Their conversation was cut short by phone that started to ring.
"Detective Don Flack."
"Hello, Flack, have you missed me?"
Flack knew that voice. He had heard it only once but it was a voice he'll never forget.
"How the hell did you get this number?" "that Bastard" he mouthed to Danny who quickly called to Zack to trace the phone in Flacks hospital room.
"If you have a little bit of charm and knowledge you can get everything you need. How do you feel Flack? I say I should congratulate the guy who did that to you. Even I couldn't think out something so beautiful, I envy him."
"What the hell to you want?
"What I want is simple. I want to see you suffer like I did. That Lindsay Monroe is a beautiful woman but I don't understand what she sees in you. I think she will be better of with a man like me. Oh yeah, I have a plan for her."
"If you ever touch her I'll kill you. Give me your name man and I will find you and kill you."
"Where would be fun in that? You will suffer and I'll see to that." The line went dead.
"Call was to short for Zack to trace it."
"God damn it!"
"Did he threaten Lindsay?"
"Yes, but you will not tell her."
"Why not?"
"Because I told you so, that's why!"
"When have I ever listened to you?"
"You will now, get it."
"Yeah, Yeah, I'll go back to lab now and tell Mac. I know what you're thinking but don't do it, it won't help."
"Bye, Danny!"
"See you soon."
When Flack was left alone he closed his eyes. He needed to do something. He had a plan and he was going to carry it out despite Danny's protests because he couldn't think of anything else to do.
When Lindsay came that evening Flack had made his decision.
"Hello Don."
"What are you doing here?"
"What to you mean, what I'm doing here? I promised to come to see you."
"Go away Lindsay!" Lindsay looked at Flack, she saw a man she had never seen, a man she wouldn't have want to see.
"What's going on Don?"
"What's going on, I'll tell. You know the rumors you heard about me are true. I date and sleep every new female cop and CSI. You're one of them. Be happy we didn't sleep together yet."
"Don, I know that's not true, now tell me what's going on."
"Nothings going on, don't you understand that, I just want you to leave me alone!"
"Don calm down and talk to me."
"What are you stupid? Oh right you are from the country, seems like the tales about how stupid you country gals are; is right."
"Don have you gone crazy?"
"No, I've just began to see you for what you really are. A naïve girl who would believe anything she's told. Did you really think that was some "magic" between us? You were just some entertainment to pass the time until the next one came along and it has, I've been thinking about giving Mary a spin."
"You are a bastard, you know?"
"Yes I know, please leave!"
"With pleasure." When Lindsay ran out from the room, Flack sighted, he had done what was best for her but then why did it hurt so much.
A/N: Here you go nr 14. Please if you can please don't kill me. I felt that I needed to right it so. In my opinion Flack in some place needed to show his over protectiness and he did it that way, it hurt to write it but soon everything will be right.
