The young detective's morning had not been going the way he planned. It was ten o'clock and det. Don Flack had already made two arrest, then interrogated another suspect. He was on his way back to his desk and all Don wanted to do was relax. The detective sat down, leaned back, and shut his eyes for a moment. When Flack came back to earth, he noticed something on his desk and wondered how long it had been there.

Detective Flack picked up the object and examined it for a moment. It was a box, a very ornately decorated box. Finally he decided to pull on the little white bow wrapped around the green paper. When don had removed the white ribbon he looked at the box for another minute, wander if he should really open it or not?

Don felt it was ok to open and pulled the lid up slowly. His hand stayed in perfect position as the four side walls fell. Bringing his hand back towards his body, he realized that what was in the box, was harmless.

A cupcake, a chocolate cupcake, had been gift wrapped and left on his desk. This little piece of heaven really caught his eye when he noticed what was written in the icing. On top of the cupcake was two d's interlocked back to back, one in green and one in blue. "Danny," Flack started but couldn't finish.

Don reached down to pick up the cupcake when he noticed a note underneath. He brought it closer to his face and read:

"He got those lips like sugar can

Good things come for boys who wait

He's a one stop shop… with a real big "uh"

He's a sweet talking sugar coated candy man"

There's more of that sweet stuff at your favorite place. Go get it.

D

The young man sat there confused for a moment, starring at his note. It wasn't until Flack took a bite of the little cake that he knew what the note meant. Det. Flack had his coat on and was out the door before anyone realized he was missing.

Ten minutes and two blocks late Don was standing outside his favorite place in New York City, Sweet Dreams bakery. "Danno, what's going on in your mind today?" he mumbled to himself as he walked into the bakery.

"Good morning det. Flack, what can I get for you today?" asked the girl behind the counter.

"I'm good Lisa, thanks anyway." Flack paused wiping his face with his hands, "Have you seen Danny today?"

"Yeah he came in earlier and set that up for you." Lisa pointed to a table next to the window. When Don turned around he saw a table with a single flow in a vase. Det. Flack looked back at lisa to make sure that it was his table. She nodded in reassurance than Don made his way over to the table.

The young detective picked up the single white rose and took in the mixed smells it held. Danny's cologne instantly hit him and Don's mind was sent into overdrive. Danny's body was the only thought that crossed his mind, "Danny you're an evil mastermind."

A voice came from behind the tall man startling Don from his dream. "Don," Lisa started. Detective Flack turned around at the sound of his name, barely missing the tray Lisa was carrying. "Don, Danny also told me to bring you a plate of your favorites." Lisa stood there smiling at the detective with a grin as wide as the Hudson River.

"Your in on this," Flack chuckled "What has he got planned?"

"Don't know detective, Danny wouldn't tell me anything, except to give you these." Lisa set down the tray, smiled and walked back to her spot behind the counter. It hit him instantly on why Danny was doing all this for him, it was Don's birthday. The matching d's in the icing on the two cupcakes matched the one Don found on his clue. Looking around the plate at the rest of his plate, Don noticed something in the corner of his tray. Det. Flack looked at it, then back at his friend behind the counter and finally fixed his eyes back on the object.

It was another little box that was exactly like the one Don had found on his desk that morning. With one little difference, the box before him had a blue ribbon around it and not white. Don never thought twice about the color change in ribbon and stuffed one of the cakes in his mouth.

Meanwhile on the other side of town…

Danny scrambled around his and Don's apartment cleaning it from top to bottom. He wanted everything to be perfect for his lover when he got home. Don had agreed to move in with Danny three months ago when his lease was up and he hasn't looked back sense. They both thought it would be hard to keep their relationship a secret with the same address, but being in separate departments it had been fairly easy for three months.

While doing the dishes the shorter detective started running thru his entire to do list. "Already dropped of the box at his office. Went by and picked up the cake, ordered his breakfast, and set his table. Called the florist a few minutes ago and going out to get the flowers when I finish this."

Danny's list went on and on leaving out no detail. Then a thought popped in his head and he instantly dried his hands while dialing the phone. "Taylor," came the voice on the other end.

"Hey Mac, its Danny, listen you did put the box on his desk this morning right?"

"Yes Danny."

"Thanks Mac, I owe you one for that."

"No problem, may I ask what all this is about?"

"It's nothing Mac just a little birthday present for Flack."

"Ok, well don't forget about your early shift tomorrow morning."

"Sure thing Mac," Danny hung up and went back to his dishes.