A/N: First off...SQUEE!!!!! We have received wonderful news regarding DL and the upcoming season :) and I am one happy camper. Anyways, this is just something I cooked up while sitting here at my work computer. I have no idea how many chapters it will be; it all probably depends on how many DL moments there were in season two and three. Which is a lot. Anyhoo...enjoy! Reviews are welcome and very much appreciated.
Rivers of orange and yellow swam through the evening sky, entwining as they flowed into the distance. The scene created a magnificent glow that bounced off the New York skyscrapers, illuminating the glass and encasing everything in a golden aura. Dusk had once again fallen over the city.
Lindsay drank this all in as she shuffled through some loose papers on her desk. She was almost finished her shift and planned to run some errands before settling in for the night. Danny wouldn't be home until early morning, and she was unhappy at the thought of the bed being empty for another night, as he had caught the late shift for the entire week.
A full year had passed since the hostage situation, and Danny's injuries had healed nicely, though a slight throb plagued his hand every so often. The two had officially announced their relationship to the team several days after moving into the new lab. Not a one was surprised that they had decided to take the next step in their friendship, and they were all very supportive of the pair.
Lindsay leaned back in her chair, smiling as the last of the rays warmed her pretty features. She was in no hurry, and her mind strayed back to the last three years of her life in New York. Sometimes she wondered what she had done to deserve such a wonderful man as Danny. True she disliked him at first – actually she couldn't stand him – but as time passed by she grew closer to the rugged-looking detective with that luscious Staten Island accent. Whenever he drew out the nickname he had given her, "Montana", it drove shivers up her spine and made her neck hair stand as straight as a flagpole. As much as he irked her in the beginning, his gentle smile and warm heart never ceased to amaze her. He was incredibly thoughtful and had this air of protection around him, making her feel secure in both his presence and embrace. Sometimes he would leave her a small note on her desk, and though they were always simple messages like "I love you" or "Have a great day", she knew he meant every word. Never did she imagine she would find someone as amazing as Danny. He was her fallen star, her pillar of strength and courage – he was her life, and she was his.
Sighing deeply, Lindsay smiled as she gathered up her belongings, taking a swift glance at Danny's adjourning desk as she headed out of the office and to her awaiting vehicle.
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About two hours later, Danny sauntered into the office, holding some files that he had to type up for Mac. Throwing his lean body into the chair, he took a moment to reflect on things. It had been the best year of his life: he was finally with the woman of his dreams, Lindsay Monroe. He had never felt more at peace with himself. Somehow he felt that she had been sent to him from above, and the fact that both had troubled pasts made their relationship even stronger. They had a special connection that neither could deny.
Signing on to his computer, Danny stifled a chuckle as the desktop background popped up: a picture of him and Lindsay at Sullivan's with the team, only a week after the explosion. He vividly remembered the night; that was their first dance together, and neither cared that it was in front of their co-workers. Lindsay was concerned about his injuries, but Danny had waved it off without a second notion. He knew she had enjoyed their gentle swaying. The way Lindsay fit so perfectly in his arms, her unique scent washing over him like a great wave…he was content to stay like that forever, dancing until there was no more music to dance to.
Smiling at the memory, Danny started on his work, wishing he were at home with Lindsay.
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Darkness had long enveloped the city before Lindsay was able to leave the apartment. She thought about holding off the errands until the next day, but she did them now in hopes of spending some time with Danny. They hadn't seen each other much in the past week, and she longed to be with him.
Driving along a street, Lindsay tapped her thumb against the steering wheel as she listened to the local radio station. Normally she wouldn't have music on, as the city noise provided her with enough tunes, but the streets were quiet tonight and she allowed herself to indulge in some beautiful melodies.
Two bright lights appeared in her vision, blinding her for a split second. Before she could even think, her body slammed forward with wicked force as the air bag simultaneously deployed. Blackness immediately engulfed her every sense as she sank into unconsciousness, the soft drip-drip of her own blood on the dashboard passing unnoticed in her mind.