A/N: RE-EDITED: This is my first story in a while! I've been out of the loop recently and I'm now so glad to be getting my inspiration back! This is a different genre than I'm used to, I always used to write Glee or Vampire Diaries but I have become OBSESSED with CSI: New York recently, especially the paring of Danny and Lindsay, so here is my first attempt at a CSI focused, multi-chaptered story! All the slashes dotted throughout each chapter (/) indicate a change of scene just to inform you all! Also, I'm from the UK so any knowledge of New York or the American policing and prosecuting systems I have got from TV shows and research so feel free to correct me or even give me new information, I'd love to hear it! So yes, as this is my first multi-chaptered story I would love any feedback of reviews any of you may have to please write your thoughts! I'm currently applying for a creative and script writing course at university so any creative criticism and feedback is much appreciated! Anyway, I hope you enjoy, here is the first chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI: New York or any of the characters from the show. This is purely for entertainment.

Chapter 1

Danny Messer sat in the corner booth, a beer clutched in his hand, his eyes scanning the room. The heat that filled the atmosphere around him made it harder for him to focus on who he was looking for, a thin layer of perspiration covering his forehead. Taking another bitter gulp of his cold beer he pulled out his cell phone, for the fifth time in the past ten minutes, checking for any messages or missed calls or just any sign of life. He looked up from his cell, a disappointed look forming among his features and then he caught sight of her. He could just about make out her silhouette through the crowd, her quiet demeanour standing out in the lively bar scene. He raised his bottle, hoping to catch her gaze as a few more figures began to pour in behind her, raising her mood instantly as they all clambered around her, ushering her in Danny's direction. He grinned as they all stood around his corner booth, his friend's faces finally clearing.

"Montana!" The only word uttered between the clusters of friends as they all took their seats in the booth. Danny moved around to the middle, indicating a space for Lindsay Monroe to take beside him, a smile etched on both their faces as they settled in around everyone. "So what's everyone having tonight?" An eruption of answers clouded his mind as he turned and smiled at the young woman sitting beside him, obviously more interested in her answer. Lindsay smiled, meeting Danny's eyes before quickly averting her gaze to the floor, biting her lip in the process. Danny stood up, manoeuvring his way out of the booth, taking note of all the drink orders mentally and he made his way over to the bar, half of his brain trying to keep track of all the orders, the other half on the small brunette who's eyes were burning a hole in the back of his head.

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Alice Turner ran for her life. Her lungs burnt from the screams that ripped out of her mouth, her heart frantically pounding in her chest as she willed herself to carry on running down the alleys, not even daring to turn around and see if her pursuer was still hot on her tail. Her eyes stung from the tears that rushed down her face, forcing sobs out in between each scream, her chapped lips wearing away as she prayed for someone to save her from this monster who wanted to tear away her life. She looked around desperately, searching for any signs of life, anything that would let her know someone was here ready to save her. Her mind was hysteric with questions, why was no one around stopping this monster? Why her, why now? Turning a corner she set her sights on the end of the street, headlights illuminating the exit then quickly disappearing, letting Alice know she was nearly safe, she was nearly out. Her tears blurred her vision and her panicky strides soon became stumbles and she found herself slowing down, tripping over into the kerb and then being shoved into the wall, her shoulder connecting with a sickening crack, pain surging through her body. She screamed once more, finally understanding that her nightmare was never going to be over, it was only just beginning.

The shot rang out, shattering the ice cold wind that surrounded the chilling scene. Alice's piercing scream penetrated the thick freeze that followed her slowly sinking life form, engulfing the last remnants of what she used to be. Her hands fumbling around the torn material that protruded around her deep wound, she gasped for air as her body hit the ground with a sickening crunch, her head rolling back and her eyes finding her killer's stone close gaze, tears falling from the evil glare that over took her killer's face. She muttered a few words and she eyes rolled shut, exhaling her last breath before she was thrown into the darkness.

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"Three beers and water, let me guess Montana, that's for you huh?" Danny walked back over to the booth, his hands occupied by drinks and Lindsay met his comment with a grin, raising herself off her seat to help him with the drinks before settling back down, pulling her water closer to her and taking a sip, letting the cool liquid slide down her throat, easing her nervous feeling she continued to have ever since she set foot in the overcrowded room.

"Well one of us has to be the responsible adult Danny," She grinned widely at him as he took his seat next to her, moving a little closer than he was the previous time, "Besides I'm on call tonight, unlike the rest of you." She groaned inwardly at the luck of the rest of her colleagues. They all had either finished their shifts or had the day off, whereas Lindsay was the unlucky one who had to wait on a crime to occur before she could even think about going into work.

"At least you'll have company tonight; Mac never leaves the office so you'll have someone to occupy your shift unlike me, who will be going home alone!" Stella Bonasera took a swig of her bitter ale and looked at her younger colleague before turning to her left and pointing her bottle in the direction of the bar "However, the way Flack's going tonight, he might not be so alone either!" Laughter erupted from the table which pulled Don Flack from his gaze at the young slender blonde who had been giving him the eye for the past five minutes.

"Why you gotta pick on me Stel?" He looked over at her, a speck of annoyance grazing his features before he turned his attention to his chuckling friend, "What about Danny boy over there? You'd think the way he's been staring at Monroe ever since she arrived he'd..." Don was cut short as he received a quick boot to his shin, causing him to gasp in pain and everyone else to howl with laughter, apart from Danny who was scowling in Don's direction.

"I'd be careful if I were you Don, remember that incident down at Blue Fish that you made me promise to never repeat?" He raised his eyebrows at his colleague before smirking and taking a swig from his beer, a small chuckle falling from his lips as he placed the bottle back down on the dingy table.

"Alright Messer, calm it, I was only jokin' anyway, you know that." Don replied.

Lindsay and Stella both looked at each other before simultaneously rolling their eyes and muttering the word, "Boys!" The four friends all laughed together before their enjoyment was cut short by a shrill ringing that caused Lindsay to groan. She glanced down at her jeans and pulled her cell phone out her pocket and looking at the caller ID. "It's Mac, great," She stood up, excusing herself from the table and made her way towards the restroom, the only spot in the whole bar which would be quiet enough to for Lindsay to hear herself think.

Emerging several minutes later with a grimacing look on her face, she walked back over to the table, buttoning up her coat as she made her way over, "There's been a murder downtown, Mac needs me on the scene right away," She sighed, looking at her friends, "Stella, he said for you to come too." Apologetically looking towards her friend, she signalled the door "He said we need to be quick." Stella stood to join Lindsay, pushing her half empty bottle towards Flack, giving him permission to finish enjoying her drink for her, Lindsay turned back to Danny and Flack as Stella weaved her way through the crowd, "He said enjoy your night boys, you're going to be on the scene tomorrow." She winked at Danny, a smirking gracing her lips as she pushed through the crowd into the cold night, joining Stella and making their way to the crime scene.