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(December 23rd, Lindsay’s POV) Lindsay was so exhausted, she seriously thought about crawling under her desk and napping for several hours before going into Tom’s office. She and Jacobi had been going non-stop for the last thirty-six hours, but it resulted in a capture and a confession, so she was good with it. She entered…

TITLE: Extreme Sensitivity… as a sign of things to come. (19/?) PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Women’s Murder Club does not belong to me. The characters do not belong to me. They are the property of James Patterson, 20th Century Fox Television and ABC. (Well, not anymore. Jackasses.) I have no problems with that as long as…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. It had been some time since Lindsay had been to the morgue knowing that Claire was down there. These days, she sent someone to get the information she needed, or, if she had to go herself, checked the schedule to make sure Claire was off-duty. Same with…

(December 24th, Cindy’s POV) Cindy didn’t know quite what to do with herself. From day one, she’d been busy with the chores and then the article, both courtesy of Lindsay. Now, she was done with those things, and there was nothing to preoccupy her enough to keep her from getting up every ten minutes, tiptoeing…