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It was 6 pm and Danny was still processing evidence. The other CSI's had finished their cases, and Mac was out of town.

Feeling a pair of arms snake around his waist, the smell of her perfume wafting into his senses, her head laying on his back, "C'mon Angell, ya know we can't do this kinda thing at work."

Suddenly the arms moved, the hands reaching up until, "Fuckin'a Montana!" he yelped in pain her small fingers finding his nipples and twisting.

"Good, I hope it hurt," she said, backing away as he turned around.

"Jus' kiddin', baby," his arms crossed over his chest, his hands trying to dull the tenderness on either side.

"Yo Messer, I got a location on the hubby we been waitin' on," Angell interrupted.

Lindsay cocked her eyebrow at him, holding up one of her hands in pinching mode, "A'ight I'm comin'," he said over her shoulder, "You're my girl," he said softly to her, kissing her cheek, "Love ya."

"Let's blow this popsicle stand, Angell," he said, well walking past Lindsay, "OW!" he yelped again, when he felt Lindsay's already ready to pinch fingers, pinching his ass as he walked past her.

"Behave Daniel," she winked at him, when he spun around to look at her.

"Ya better be ready for payback for all this pinchin' when I get home Montana," he warned playfully.

"Get this case solved and get home before I start without you," she giggled when he growled and ran to the elevator.