Lindsay had been working through something for a while now. She was hoping she hadn't read the signs wrong and was working up the courage to ask Cindy out. She was thinking about it when she told Cindy that they didn't know anything about the victim. When Jill asked her why they just lied to Cindy, Lindsay came up with a bullshit excuse about the officer being undercover. When Cindy found out and confronted the rest of the club about it about it, all Lindsay could think about was how hot Cindy is when she's angry. Once Cindy had stormed off, Lindsay realized that all this thinking was just causing complications.

As soon as Lindsay discovered that she was going to have to go in and save two hostages, she speed-dialed Cindy and told her to come down to the station. When Cindy graced her sights, Lindsay immediately apologized for not telling her the identity of the victim and invited Cindy along to the hostage recovery situation. Her instincts were telling her bad idea, but she felt so bad about lying to Cindy that guilt took over.

When Cindy volunteered to be the decoy, of course, Lindsay immediately vetoed the idea. Lindsay could almost see Cindy thinking, "That's Lindsay. Overprotective and controlling." When Cindy had finally convinced everyone to let her go, Lindsay took the opportunity for some excessive arm touching and reassuring.

"You scared?" Lindsay asked.

"Terrified," Cindy immediately replied.

Lindsay squeezed her on the arm before letting her go. She fought to urge to pull Cindy into a tight hug. The next few minutes happened so quickly. Lindsay couldn't really see Cindy, but Lindsay knew that Cindy would get the job done. She always did.

When Lindsay saw Cindy again, she was lying facedown on the floor muttering, "I'm a pancake" over and over again.

"Nice job, pancake. You alright?"

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"If you hang out for one sec, I wanna talk to you after we put these two idiots into squad cars."

"Sure thing."

Lindsay walked back over to Tom, who was busy leading one of the guys to the car. She took the other and shoved him into the backseat. As soon as the door was shut, she walked back over to Cindy.

"You need a ride anywhere?" Lindsay asked.

"Actually, I was gonna head to the Hall, so that'd be great. Thanks," Cindy said.

As they walked to Lindsay's car, Lindsay began to mull over what she was going to say to Cindy. She was so distracted that she didn't even realize that they'd passed her car.

"Lindsay?"

"Wha…oh right. Car's back there," Lindsay muttered.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just thinking."

"Uh, oh. Call the cops!"

"Hey! I am the cops!" Lindsay playfully nudged Cindy. Cindy nudged back.

"Climb in, you big goof." Lindsay loved the playful side of Cindy. She didn't really see it when the club was together, but when it was just the two of them, it came out much more often.

Once they were on their way, Lindsay went about finding a way to broach the subject. Cindy made that a little easier on her when she asked what Lindsay wanted to talk to her about. Lindsay decided to pull over. When Cindy looked at her questioningly, Lindsay responded, "Contrary to popular belief, I don't actually multitask well. I need to be able to focus to get this out."

Cindy nodded and Lindsay attempted to forge ahead. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, contemplated taking Cindy's hand, but decided against it.

"Ok, so I've been thinking for a while now and working on a way to figure out how to say this. 'Cause this isn't easy for me. I don't do this very often."

When Cindy looked slightly confused, Lindsay decided to just go for it. She took a deep breath and said, "I like you. A lot. I've liked you for a while now and have been spending a majority of my time trying to work out what to do about it. When you offered to be the diversion, all I could think about was what I'd do if I lost you. I dunno if I could handle it. Ok I'm getting off topic here. What I'm trying to say is….will you go out with me? Like on a date?"

Cindy looked stunned for a minute and then launched herself into Lindsay's arms with an excited, "YES!"

Lindsay was so surprised to find a redheaded, shrieking projectile coming at her that she hit the car horn by accident. Cindy fell into Lindsay's lap in a heap and Lindsay was so amused that she kissed Cindy on the forehead and started laughing. Not chuckle-like laughing, but full on belly laughing. Cindy thought Lindsay looked so adorable that there was only one thing for Cindy to do.

She kissed Lindsay full on the lips, cutting her off mid-laugh. Lindsay's eyes went wide, but eventually she returned the kiss full force. When they finally broke apart, they were both short on breath and they looked at each other only to find these huge goofy grins on one another's faces. Lindsay placed a chaste kiss on the side of Cindy's mouth and started up the car again. On their continued journey to the Hall, Lindsay took Cindy's hand and said, "I'll call you later and we'll talk more. I have to book our idiots first." Then she winked and Cindy headed towards the morgue to see Claire.