MacsGirlMel
Mac's Personal Assistant
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The Criminology Cruise (LV, Miami, NY crossover)
- Thread starter Zan1781
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CHILI_PEPPERS
Pathologist
Briliant story! i love it!
A/N: Thanks to everyone who took the time to read this story. I hope you enjoyed it!
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Disclaimer: I do not own any part of CSI or its characters. That honor goes to the good folks over at CBS. And also, Celebrity is a great cruise line!
Title: Goodbye
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Epilogue, two months later
Dear Lindsay,
So, how are you doing? I hope that you are warmer than you were when we last saw one another, although I’ve heard that New York City can be cold in the middle of Winter; at least you can wear sweatshirts and sweaters this time, right? That should help… at least a little bit, I would think.
The reason that I am writing to you, though, is because I just wanted to check on you. We really didn’t have the chance to say goodbye to one another in Miami, and that is unfortunate. You seem like a cool person, and I would have loved to spend some more time with you… outside of the freezer, of course.
But listen. I don’t know if you’ve heard about this yet or not, but I have some news for you about our case. Catherine, one of my colleagues, is friends with Horatio, who filled her in on all of the details. Long story short, Horatio caught Tony Wise as he was trying to leave the ship. Using fingerprint evidence collected from the freezer door, Calleigh and Horatio got him to confess to the fact that he tried to kill us, by locking us in the freezer. It almost worked, too, you know. The doctor told me that had I stayed in there for one more minute, I wouldn’t have made it out of there alive. That’s a scary thought, you know?
Anyhow, like I said, I just wanted to say hello. If you’re ever in Vegas, look me up. And please, keep in touch... okay…?
Greg
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One hour later
Dear Greg,
I owe you a huge thank-you, you know. The doctor told me that I wouldn’t have survived at all, had you not layed on top of me. Thank you for saving my life… I really appreciate it.
And that’s great about Tony Wise being captured. Mac told me a little bit about what happened to the cruise staff, but I don’t think he really wanted to bother me with the details—even though I would have loved to know what ended up happening with the case. It’s almost funny, you know? He’s trying to protect me even more now. It’s not like we don’t have dangerous job at it iss… he won’t be able to protect me for forever. I’ll have to talk to him about that.
But before I go, I have one more question for you. Don’t you have telephones in Las Vegas? I appreciate the e-mail, but why didn’t you call me? My cell phone number is 555-932-5623.
I believe that I still owe you a kiss for staying awake in the freezer, so…
Lindsay
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Two minutes later
Moments after sending her e-mail to Greg, Lindsay’s phone started to ring. “Hello?” she eagerly asked, picking it up. Frowning, she sighed. “No, I don’t want to increase my credit line.” Grumbling, she slammed her phone back down, setting it aside.
“What’s wrong, Montana?” Danny asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Nothing,” she muttered, glancing across the desk at him. “I was just expecting someone else.”
“Who?” he suspiciously asked, frowning even more when he noticed her blushing.
Lindsay didn’t have the chance to reply to him, though, as her phone once again started ringing.
“Hello?” she said into the receiver.
“Hey,” Greg smiled on his end of the line. “Did you say something about a kiss?”
“I did,” Lindsay chuckled, blushing even harder. “But really, I just wanted to thank you, Greg.”
Greg? Greg Sanders, from Vegas? Danny thought to himself.
“So you’re okay?” Greg asked. “You must be, right?”
“Thanks to you, I am,” she replied. “And how are you feeling?”
“Better,” Greg admitted. “I spent some time in the hospital, but I’m okay now. I am back to my healthy shade of pink.”
Lindsay chuckled, as she stared down at her desk. “I had fun with you, you know that?”
“I did, too,” Greg admitted. “Well, the couple of hours that we spent together, before Tim Dissinger’s headless body showed up.”
“Same here,” Lindsay grinned. “But like I said, my offer still stands.”
What offer? Danny wanted to know.
“And I’m going to take you up on it, don’t you worry,” Greg smiled.
“I want you to keep in touch with me, understood?” Lindsay quietly said into the phone.
“Absolutely; and the same goes for you, too. Good luck, Lindsay, and be careful… I’ll talk to you soon?” Because if you don’t call me, I’ll call you.
“You bet,” Lindsay replied. “Goodbye!”
“Until next time!”
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Finis
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Disclaimer: I do not own any part of CSI or its characters. That honor goes to the good folks over at CBS. And also, Celebrity is a great cruise line!
Title: Goodbye
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Epilogue, two months later
Dear Lindsay,
So, how are you doing? I hope that you are warmer than you were when we last saw one another, although I’ve heard that New York City can be cold in the middle of Winter; at least you can wear sweatshirts and sweaters this time, right? That should help… at least a little bit, I would think.
The reason that I am writing to you, though, is because I just wanted to check on you. We really didn’t have the chance to say goodbye to one another in Miami, and that is unfortunate. You seem like a cool person, and I would have loved to spend some more time with you… outside of the freezer, of course.
But listen. I don’t know if you’ve heard about this yet or not, but I have some news for you about our case. Catherine, one of my colleagues, is friends with Horatio, who filled her in on all of the details. Long story short, Horatio caught Tony Wise as he was trying to leave the ship. Using fingerprint evidence collected from the freezer door, Calleigh and Horatio got him to confess to the fact that he tried to kill us, by locking us in the freezer. It almost worked, too, you know. The doctor told me that had I stayed in there for one more minute, I wouldn’t have made it out of there alive. That’s a scary thought, you know?
Anyhow, like I said, I just wanted to say hello. If you’re ever in Vegas, look me up. And please, keep in touch... okay…?
Greg
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One hour later
Dear Greg,
I owe you a huge thank-you, you know. The doctor told me that I wouldn’t have survived at all, had you not layed on top of me. Thank you for saving my life… I really appreciate it.
And that’s great about Tony Wise being captured. Mac told me a little bit about what happened to the cruise staff, but I don’t think he really wanted to bother me with the details—even though I would have loved to know what ended up happening with the case. It’s almost funny, you know? He’s trying to protect me even more now. It’s not like we don’t have dangerous job at it iss… he won’t be able to protect me for forever. I’ll have to talk to him about that.
But before I go, I have one more question for you. Don’t you have telephones in Las Vegas? I appreciate the e-mail, but why didn’t you call me? My cell phone number is 555-932-5623.
I believe that I still owe you a kiss for staying awake in the freezer, so…
Lindsay
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Two minutes later
Moments after sending her e-mail to Greg, Lindsay’s phone started to ring. “Hello?” she eagerly asked, picking it up. Frowning, she sighed. “No, I don’t want to increase my credit line.” Grumbling, she slammed her phone back down, setting it aside.
“What’s wrong, Montana?” Danny asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Nothing,” she muttered, glancing across the desk at him. “I was just expecting someone else.”
“Who?” he suspiciously asked, frowning even more when he noticed her blushing.
Lindsay didn’t have the chance to reply to him, though, as her phone once again started ringing.
“Hello?” she said into the receiver.
“Hey,” Greg smiled on his end of the line. “Did you say something about a kiss?”
“I did,” Lindsay chuckled, blushing even harder. “But really, I just wanted to thank you, Greg.”
Greg? Greg Sanders, from Vegas? Danny thought to himself.
“So you’re okay?” Greg asked. “You must be, right?”
“Thanks to you, I am,” she replied. “And how are you feeling?”
“Better,” Greg admitted. “I spent some time in the hospital, but I’m okay now. I am back to my healthy shade of pink.”
Lindsay chuckled, as she stared down at her desk. “I had fun with you, you know that?”
“I did, too,” Greg admitted. “Well, the couple of hours that we spent together, before Tim Dissinger’s headless body showed up.”
“Same here,” Lindsay grinned. “But like I said, my offer still stands.”
What offer? Danny wanted to know.
“And I’m going to take you up on it, don’t you worry,” Greg smiled.
“I want you to keep in touch with me, understood?” Lindsay quietly said into the phone.
“Absolutely; and the same goes for you, too. Good luck, Lindsay, and be careful… I’ll talk to you soon?” Because if you don’t call me, I’ll call you.
“You bet,” Lindsay replied. “Goodbye!”
“Until next time!”
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Finis
MacsGirlMel
Mac's Personal Assistant
uhoh poor Danny lol. Sequel, we need a sequel!
ButterFlied92
Lab Technician
I just finished reading this and it's AWESOME! Definitely sequel!!!