“I like Louie. I wouldn’t suggest it if I didn’t,” Lindsay assured
Danny. “I want our son to be named after your brother.” She
knew he wanted it, his mother wanted it, and the name Louie
was a nice name. Lindsay pressed a kiss on Danny’s cheek
before she rested her head against his shoulder. “We’re
having a boy..” She still couldn’t believe it.
Danny laughed at that. Of course his mother wouldn’t stop
talking about Louie. It didn’t escape him that she was hoping
they’d use his brother’s name for their second child. “Yeah,
yeah, it means a lot to me. But only if you like the name. We
don’t have to use my brother’s name if you don’t like it.”
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“Jo? Our Jo? I never realised.. Of course I’ll
help you but you must know that I won’t sugar
coat what might happen.”
“Well her name is Jo. Yes Jo Danville she is amazing I swear it was love from first glance. I just don’t want to mess this up Linds she’s not just any nurse after all.”
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Lindsay honestly didn’t feel like arguing with a paramedic while having
a crime scene to process. But since they had no witnesses on the shooting
yet, the guy that got away might be their best shot to finding the killer. She
decided to leave the matter of his rookie, it wasn’t something she was able
to comment on anyway. “Then we go that way,” Lindsay said before starting
to walk in the direction he had given her. She wouldn’t have much time to
spend looking for this witness, they’d have to hurry up and other wise, she’d
have to ask the paramedic to go and see a sketch artist.
“No, that’s a completely different thing entirely. He just needed to watch the guy.” Toby took a deep breath to calm himself. This whole situation wasn’t her fault. But she really wasn’t helping his mood by doubting him earlier. “Sorry. Yeah. Sure.” He grabbed his radio and ordered the rookie to stay with the rig and not go anywhere until he returned before following the CSI. “He’s heading that way the last time I saw him.” He pointed at a direction.
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Lindsay listened to Jo’s explanation, finally she was
getting to understand what was going on between the
two of them. It made absolute sense for Jo not wanting
to talk to Mac about that.
“It’s okay, I’ll tell him. Will you be all right? If you need anyone
to talk to about what’s going on, you can always come to me,
you know that right? We can go out and have some dinner or
you could come over to my place for dinner.”
“Oh no, I just don’t want to bother him.” Jo was trying to
play it cool, but one look at Lindsay’s face said that lie
sounded even more fake than it felt.
“I just…he and I had a…disagreement a little while ago, and
he made it very clear we don’t have the sort of relationship
where we share things about our personal life. What’s going
on with me today…it has to do with my sister, and much as I
love him, I don’t think I can take any kicking while I’m down.”
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“I’ll triple check everything that comes back from the scene.
Dr Hawkes and Detective Messer are still processing the
scene at this moment, I just came back with the fingerprints
right away,” Lindsay explained. There must be at least
something besides the man’s fingerprints that he left at the
scene, even if he was as smart as the consultant told her.
“But you have no idea what he might be up to next? I’m just
trying assure that I understand you correctly in order to know
what to focus on. At this point everything can be suspicious
and if you’d have the slightest clue it’d be helpful.”
“No, I don’t know where his hangouts are. I’m not sure
any of us knows. He’s not your usual criminal. When
I said, he’s smart, I mean he’s smart. He has high IQ.”
One that gave him a headache when Toby tried to read
him. “Yeah. Now that he got what he wanted, we’re kinda
hoping he left something behind that would tell us if he
has any other business to deal with here in New York. That
would give us a chance to catch up to him.”
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//im sorry for the angst but im gonna be mean // Lucy has died
".....has died." finish it in my ask.
Lindsay gasped quietly when the doctor had come to tell them her little girl hadn’t made it. It should’ve been her that had gotten hit by that cart in the chaos but instead, it had hit Lucy. The poor little girl hadn’t had the strength to fight the severe head injury and recover. Lindsay hadn’t left her side as the girl had slipped into a coma and she hadn’t stopped pacing ever since they had taken her into surgery.
She felt as though her heart was ripped out of her chest. She wanted to scream and hit the surgeon for not saving her little girl, the light in the dark world Lindsay worked and lived in. Before she was able to lunge at the surgeon, Danny’s arms were wrapped around her and the tears started falling. And Lindsay cried her eyes out and she screamed but nothing would change. Her beautiful 8 year old daughter was gone and nothing could change that, as much as Lindsay wanted.
Her knees were weak and her body trembled as Danny led her to the room their daughter had been in so shortly before. There she grabbed her daughter’s favourite stuffed animal and continued to cry while hugging it tightly until there were no more tears left and she was exhausted and numb.
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“I wasn’t going to say anything. You gotta start trusting your rookie
at some point, now you know he wasn’t ready. If the guy really
wanted to say something about the shooting, he wouldn’t have run,”
Lindsay commented, the last thing she needed was the paramedic
blaming himself for losing the guy. He had been a patient and even
those are still free to leave whenever they want, they can refuse to
be helped. “We’ll find the guy.” She started walking through the crowd,
expecting the paramedic to follow her and tell her when he spotted
the guy.
“Yeah, yeah. He’s wearing a long jacket, black hair, about my height, about 140lbs, and would most likely still unsteady on his feet. I don’t know if he’s injured or not.” Toby rubbed his face with one of his hand, seriously frustrated and annoyed at the situation. “Yeah, he’s a rookie. And before you say anything, I was only gone for less than a minute, to grab the kit from the ambulance. He just had to watch the guy for 30 seconds. Unbelievable.”
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“I’m working on a case, three dead bodies in the last 24 hours and they’re connected but we have no evidence on the killer, nothing. This person told me I’d get answers here, told me to come alone.” The last sentence was mumbled, she felt ridiculous to have come by herself without any back up. If it hadn’t been for Deeks being here, she would’ve been dead. “It didn’t say anything about you.” She was right on his heels, never more than one step behind him as she followed him to his car. She had to get out of there but she was putting both of them at risk.
“What did it say?” If it was something including him then his cover was blown. And it was a matter of time before he got a bullet to the cranium. For the moment he’d assume he wasn’t blown. “I’ll get them later. Right now they don’t have you which is a good thing.” He would be tasked with getting rid of the evidence. But right now she was the priority. He led her through a small hallway outside to the car LAPD had given him.
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So in honor of me getting into film school (wooooot!) and almost reaching my first major milestone on this blog, I wanted to do a brief little mini follow forever/bias list thing.
Thank you so much to everyone who RPs with me over here! When I first created Jo, I was really worried that no one would RP with her. I’m so grateful to have found a wonderful and supportive little group of people. I love you all. Keep on keeping on!
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continued from here || @eclipsetheraven
Lindsay took a deep breath before she opened the door of the
apartment. “NYPD, show us your hands!” She had no idea
whether or not the perp was at his apartment so she’d brought
uniforms with her and they quickly cleared the apartment,
suspect nowhere to be found, but his computers were. She put
her gun back in her holster before she turned to Raven. “Use
your magic,” she grinned, as she took the kit one of the uniforms
handed her. The entire apartment needed to be processed.
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“No you didn’t have to! The fire department was
right behind you! They would’ve found her! You
didn’t have to go in yourself!”
“I have to go in Lindsay what if she is alive?! I can’t just wait here and do nothing! I will be fine I promise.”
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“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.. I shouldn’t
have continued about your past.”
Lindsay apologised. His voice gave away that it was not
a topic he wanted to talk about, she knew how he talked
and she knew that his voice was too controlled compared
to when they were having a casual conversation. She
didn’t want to push him any more than she already did.
“You know, I think I know a good store for fluffy toys.”
“If I’m too tired to drive home. The kids won’t get
any toys so anything will do. Though I think they’ll
love some fluffy toys.”
His voice was controlled. Lindsey was toeing the line
of his past. And while he spoke a lot there wasn’t much
he gave away. He grinned at her despite the slight feeling
of anxiety over his past being revealed to her.
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Lindsay chuckled when he hugged her. “So who’s the
lucky lady you are getting yourself in all this trouble for?
Is there anyone in particular? I suppose so, since you
never needed help getting the numbers of those nurses.”
“I Don’t care if you think its ridiculous because your in. You won’t regret this Linds I promise you!” Don said as he hugged her tightly.
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Lindsay had just placed her kit on the floor when she heard a
voice behind her. Her hands slowly moved up as she turned
around. “This must be a terrible misunderstanding. I’m Lindsay
Messer, I’m with the DC Crime Lab,” Lindsay started after she
quickly studied the woman. She’d been told someone would be
waiting for her, this she hadn’t expected. She remembered the
woman’s face from the files she’d been given. “You’re special
agent David, am I correct? I’m going to reach for my badge now.”
Her right hand slowly lowered to move her jacket and cardigan,
showing the badge attached to the waist of her pants.
@mcntana liked this for a starter
Out of pure instinct the woman drew her field weapon pointing it at the unknown stranger. She tended to shoot now and ask questions later, but she had learned better. That tended to get her into trouble..
‘ I w o u l d n o t take one more step, I never miss. ‘
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“Killed his daughter? No wonder Elphrenson came after
him,” Lindsay commented. She was almost positive it’d
take a lot from her not to do the same. “Is there anything
else you can tell me about this guy? What his usual
hangouts were? Maybe we can find him at a similar one.
Although, I’m afraid you’ll probably have to tell it twice. I
most likely won’t be the one helping you guys chase after
him. This is the first time he turned to murder right?”
“This guy is a special circumstances for Elphrenson.
Harrow killed his daughter.” Toby told her. He moved
back a step and put his hands inside his jacket pockets
at her question. “Your boss probably has the file. My
partner went to talk to him. They won’t let me carry the
file. Technically, I’m not a cop.”
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“Good. Daddy would talk to Mac to offer you a job only
if you wanted to, honey. It’d be your choice. You’re
already our little princess, sweetheart,” Lindsay led
Lucy towards the ice cream shop. “I thought you just
said you wanted to be a vet?”
“I’m sorry I used a bad word mommy I won’t again. Let’s focus on the ice cream! Well daddy seemed serious… I told him no. So I can even be a princess?” Lucy asked as the pair headed out of the school building.
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