This is a sequel to The Night After. It is currently all written, so I will update once or twice a day. Reviews may speed up the process!
Disclaimers: Own nothing. Asterisked line taken from Jamalot.
Danny woke up, confused. Where am I, he wondered. Why is Lindsay in my arms? Oh, yeah, remembering what happened the night before. He looked at his watch. 10:47 in the morning. Uh oh, we're already two hours late for work. Looking down at Lindsay, I hate to wake her up, she looks so peaceful. But I have to, Mac's already going to have our butts for being late.
"Montana, wake up,"he said,nudging her. She didn't respond. He shook her a little less gently and said louder, "Montana, come on we've gotta get to work."
"Where am I?" she said groggily. "What happened?"
"We're on the floor of your apartment. You looked like you were having a panic attack over the bombing, Linds. I was worried about you."
"Oh, you could go on home," she said looking downward.
"Actually, we've both got to get to work. It's almost eleven, we're nearly two hours late."
"Shit, Mac's going to kill us," she replied, getting up. "Go on home, so you can change."
"No, I'll just change at the lab, I've got a spare pair of clothes. I'll wait for you." Lindsay disappeared into her bedroom, and emerged twenty minutes later, showered and dressed.
"Wow, my sister couldn't do that in an hour."
"Remember, I work in a lab," she retorted, grabbing her keys. "Let's go."
Danny followed her out of her apartment as Lindsay locked it. They walked down to Danny's car, and they headed off to the lab.
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At the lab, Stella walked into Mac's office. "Have you seen either Danny or Lindsay this morning?"
"Actually, no. I take you haven't either?"
She nodded. "I'm kind of worried, especially about Lindsay. After that call from Danny last night… I want to talk with her, make sure she's ok."
"I'll call Danny."
Ring. "Damn, it's Mac." Opening the phone, "Messer."
"Danny, where the hell are you? Do you know you're almost three hours late? Do you know where Lindsay is?"
"Lindsay's with me, we're on our way in. Yes, I know we're late. Mac, I'm driving right now, and traffic's hectic. Can we talk when we get to the lab?"
"All right. Tell Lindsay that Stella wants to talk to her when she gets here."
"Ok. Bye Mac."
"See you."
"Where are they?"
"They're on the way in. Danny said traffic was bad, I guess he didn't feel like he could talk and drive. I don't know what's up. I'm not terribly happy with Danny right now."
"And not Lindsay? They're both late. And Danny was there for Lindsay last night, whatever happened."
"It's just Danny's past.."
"Come on Mac, Danny's been trying really hard lately. He really cares about what you think of him. Just listen to him before do anything. You're the one who's always saying not to jump to conclusions."
Mac smiled sheepishly. "True. So do you want to talk to Lindsay first.."
Stella interrupted, "Sure. I'll send her to you after I'm done."