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As Lindsay ended the call and continued to walk in the pouring rain her mind wandered back to the day in their office when she had reamed him out for not talking to her. He had been distant and evasive since the death of his young neighbour. Deep down she felt like he should have been able to trust her with this, if anyone could understand the grief and guilt he was feeling, it was her.

She was glad he had finally called and asked to see her but she was still hurting. She had wanted to be there for him but she needed him to be there for her too. They were partners, lovers and with the news she had recently received from home, she wished they could have worked through this together.

Was that what he was trying to do now? She was questioning whether hanging up was the right thing to do. Should she go and see him?

As she turned to walk in the direction of his apartment she was suddenly feeling like a weight had been lifted. They would get through this together.

As Danny heard the knock at his door he felt hope fill his chest. Had Lindsay changed her mind and come to talk?

There was a battle going on in his mind. He wanted more than anything to be with Lindsay but before he could do that he knew he had to tell her the truth. Rikki was only part of that truth, he would need Lindsay to understand why he had not come to her, why he had turned to another woman when he was hurting.

It was going to be one of the hardest conversations of his life. Even if Lindsay didn't run as soon as she found out about Rikki, he knew the rest of the conversation was going to hurt her just as much. It wasn't his intention but if they were to have any chance of a future, of being able to cope with a future crisis together, then complete honesty was the only option.

When he opened the door to a smiling Rikki, his heart sank a little. It was good to see her smiling but he knew that telling Rikki that he was still with Lindsay wasn't going to be easy.

As Lindsay climbed the stairs to Danny's apartment she started to shiver. Perhaps the rain walk hadn't been the best idea, it had just seemed like a good way to clear her head.

As she rounded the corner she hesitated when she saw Rikki standing talking with Danny. She and Danny had passed Rikki in the hall a couple of times and exchanged greetings before Ruben had been killed. She didn't want to interrupt their conversation so she hung back for a couple of minutes. She could just barely make out what he was saying.

'Rikki, I've been thinking, this thing between us...you were right. We made each other feel good... but I'm starting to think that it's bad. It's a bad thing for us'

Lindsay felt the sting of tears behind her eyes and her legs become unsteady, and suddenly everything from the past few weeks was coming in to focus. She willed her legs to move but as they did she stumbled lightly against the wall.

Suddenly her eyes met his and then she was running.

When Danny heard the noise interrupt his conversation he looked up and felt his heart stop when he saw his devastated girlfriend, and as quickly as she started to run, he followed.

'Lindsay...baby, please wait.'

Lindsay could hear him yelling her name but all she could think about was getting out of there, erasing his words to Rikki from her mind. She ran out on to the street and turned in the direction of her apartment.

Danny reached the street and started following but soon realised that he was barefoot. He weighed up his options but realised that he would never catch up with her without his shoes. He'd be better getting his shoes and then driving to her place.

As he reached his floor he realised that Rikki was still there, with a shocked expression and a broken sugar bowl at her feet.

'Please tell me that you and Lindsay aren't still together?'

Danny looked at the floor, the shame he felt at that moment was overwhelming.

'I'm so sorry Rikki, everything was just so screwed up.'

'Danny, I assumed when you came on to me that meant you and Lindsay were done. I hadn't seen her in a while and you never spoke about her.'

'I was a mess Rikki, I didn't want her to see me like that, she's been through so much. I am so sorry...'

'I'm obviously not the person you should be apologising to...I was coming over to tell you that I'm moving. There's nothing left for me here Danny, I can't move on when everything I see, everywhere I go reminds me of Ruben. I hope you have a good life. And if it's what you want, and Lindsay is willing to take you back, I sincerely hope you don't ever repeat our mistake.'

Danny felt the tears roll down his cheek. He had gotten Ruben killed, broken his girlfriends heart and now Rikki was leaving. He felt the enormous weight of guilt crushing him.

Rikki could read the look on his face and she took his hand in hers.

'One day you will wake up and realise that Ruben's death wasn't your fault. I just hope that day comes soon. You are a good man Danny. Good Bye.'

Lindsay stumbled through her front door. Her mind was buzzing with thoughts of them together?

Was she to blame? She had tried to be there for him but should she have tried harder? He had flown halfway across the country when she needed him, what if she hadn't done a good enough job of letting him know he could trust her.

She shook her head as if trying to rid herself of these thoughts. She headed to the bathroom for a towel and then through to her bedroom to get changed.

As she slipped on her track pants and tank top her eyes settled on the photo on the nightstand. It was taken at the department Christmas party. It was the night the team had found out about their relationship. To say they weren't surprised was an understatement. She lost count of how many people said 'About damn time.' Flack was the exception, preferring to ask 'what you doing with this guy Linds, you can do way better?' Danny had playfully punched him on the arm.

The photo showed them dancing closely together, her head resting on his shoulder. Stella had taken it from a few feet away without them knowing. Lindsay's dress had had a huge impression on Danny that night. It was low cut with an empire waist and showed some leg, which she knew he liked. The black on white design wasn't exactly festive but she had been eager to please Danny. And please him it had, that night had been one of the most passionate she had ever had.

Looking at it now just angered her. He had fooled her for too long. How many people had warned her about his womanising past? She felt so stupid. Because they had been friends first, she had really thought that their relationship would be special, that he wouldn't treat her like just another casual girlfriend. She felt the rage in every part of her body as she threw the photo as hard as she could against the wall. As the glass shattered, so did Lindsay.

As her sobs finally died down she picked herself up from the floor and unsteadily walked through to the kitchen. She uncorked the bottle of Merlot sitting on the counter, a half assed, belated birthday gift from Danny. She poured the wine into a glass and took it with her to the couch. She sipped on the liquid and stared at the front door, waiting. She knew he would come to her tonight.

After Danny had said goodbye to Rikki he walked back in to his apartment, cutting his foot on the sugar bowl in the process.

'God damn it...stupid piece of shit!'

Danny felt the need to hit something, or at least drink himself to sleep but he knew that wasn't an option tonight. Instead he resorted to cursing at the damn sugar bowl.

After bandaging his foot he decided he'd better clean up the glass in the hallway.

'Don't want to be responsible for hurting anyone else tonight' he muttered to himself.

He gathered his keys, wallet and phone and put on his shoes before heading out. He was not looking forward to the rest of the night.

Ok, so this is my first story, please review and be honest. I will update as soon as I learn how!