A/N: Hey everyone SB here. I haven't been able to write much on my other stories and keep getting stuck, but I got a really good idea for a Bones/CSI New York crossover, since I was just watching it :) I hope you enjoy! Please review and leave constructive critisism :) THANKS! -Serena

Danny/Lindsay, Booth/Bones :)

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing other than my own plot in this story. I do not own CSI: New York (cuz if I did, Angell would still be alive) or Bones (cuz if i did, Booth and Brennan would be together). I think you get the picture. THANKS.

~~Found~~
--CSI: New York--

"Messer." Danny answered groggily after his cell buzzed. Lindsay stirred beside him, but she didn't wake. Lucy was probably wearing her out.

"Danny?" Mac's voice was on the other end, "We need you. Now. We found a body in the river, but it's not pretty."

"We need Linds? She's really tired," Danny asked, concern over his wife's well-being coloring his voice.

"I don't think so. Not yet at least. Just get down here and we'll discuss it." Mac said. Danny was a bit worried at the sound of Mac's voice. It was almost unsure. Mac was NEVER unsure.

"Yeah. I'll meet you in twenty. Where are we talking exactly?" Danny asked. Mac gave him some quick directions.

Danny snapped his phone shut and, as quietly as he could, went to take a shower. After the quick five minutes, Danny yanked on some clothes, and Lindsay stirred, and she sat up halfway, resting on her elbows. "Morning, honey." She murmured quietly.

Danny looked at her. She REALLY looked beat. Dark rings stood out like mud on white canvas, and her beautiful eyes were bloodshot with tiredness. Danny walked around to her side of the bed and kissed her forehead. "I've got a case. Mac said you can stay here and rest." Danny took her chin gently and tilted her face up to look at him. "Really, Montana. Get some sleep. I'm not going to lie to you, cause I love you so much, but you look like hell."

No offense was taken on Lindsay's part. She knew her husband was just concerned for her safety. "I know, Danny. I'll sleep while you go catch murderers." She winked at him.

He smiled warmly at her, and she settled back into her bed, and Danny heard her light snore pick up in a matter of seconds. He lightly kissed her hair, and after a quick check on sleeping Lucy, he slipped out the door.

Danny lept lightly out of his car and flashed his badge to the cops outside the caution tape. Ducking uner it, he saw Hawkes, Stella, and Mac standing near the river. He assumed they were with the body. Danny walked up and said, "Hey Mac. What've we got?"

Mac turned and Danny was able to peer past him. Nope. This was definately NOT a body. These were REMAINS. Human remains. No one at the lab was qualified to ID human remains. Hawkes maybe somewhat capable, but a jury may question his abilities.

"Whoa. I see what you mean by, 'we'll discuss it'." Danny exclaimed.

Mac and Stella both looked sort of stumped what to do. "Yeah, we have no one at our lab with the forensic anthropology experience we need to ID this body." Mac stated.

Stella crouched next to the body. "I mean, some of these marks on the arms could be defensive wounds or maybe just battered by rocks in the river... I don't know."

Hawkes jumped in "Well, obviously, none of us are qualified to ID these remains, but maybe we can find a forensic anthropologist nearby?"

Stella shrugged "The only one of that profession that I've heard of, and is closest to us is in Quebec."

Both Danny and Mac were pretty much stumped on the subject, so everyone turned to Hawkes, who had a huge smile on his face. "Are you guys serious? You've never heard of her?"

"Heard of who?" Mac asked.

Hawkes scuttled over to his bag a produced a big hardcover novel. "And what's your book gonna prove?" Danny asked.

Hawkes tossed the book to Mac and said, "Flip it over,"

Mac did as he was told, and a large black and white photo of a beautiful brown-haired woman was on he back. Her facial features were sharp, but not too sharp, and there was just enough softness to be cute. She held a skull in one hand against her own head. "That, my friends, is one of the best forensic anthropologists in the country, Dr. Temperance Brennan. And she lives in Washington, D.C. and works at the Medico-Legal lab at the Jeffersonian Institute. She's identified thousands of remains, and she also writes novels," Hawkes explained. "I'll bet the NYPD has her number somewhere stowed away for just such an occasion," he said. "But she works with a federal agent, so he gets to come along as well."

Danny wrinkled his nose "He? So, you think they're, like, banging each other? Wouldn't that just kind of mess with our heads with that drama?"

"You and Lindsay." that was all Stella said, but it was enough of a comeback. Danny sighed in defeat.

Mas took it as a green light. "Let's give her and her partner a call."

A/N: Hey, whaddya think? I like it, since im so enthusiastic about these shows! I think I'll write another chapter tonight so yippee skippee, you get two chapters! ENJOY! -SB