This is a Flack/OC fic that won't necessarily follow CSI:NY storylines to a tee but will involve the characters and some of the events that happen in the show. I don't own CSI unfortunately but I love to write about it so here we go. H. xx
There are many things I love about New York; the Statue of Liberty, Central Park, the Manhattan Skyline, hell even the fact I can get pizza at 4am no problem. All these wonderful places are right on my doorstep that I could spend all day exploring, instead I drag bodies from back allies and scavenge bullets from their corpses.
Today was the same as every other day my alarm started going off at 5am, I pressed snooze, it went off again at 5:10am, I snoozed again then as planned it went off at 5:20am. This time I got up and headed to the shower, letting my mind wonder I didn't realise it was coming up to 5:40 until I glanced at the clock. Shit I was going to be late. I ran out the shower as fast as I could, quickly draping the towel around my waist and heading back to my bedroom.
Whilst rushing out the door I face planted a bare chest, this isn't usually what happens after my shower. As I looked up from my position on the floor I could see my friend in his trousers and vest, smirking in his typical snobbish manner.
"Well good morning", he said still smirking. He looked me up and down and it was then that I realised my towel was underneath me instead of protecting my modesty. I grab it quick and pulled it around me as my friend kindly offered his hand. "Wow you are wet!"
"Wow Flack that's probably one of the stupidest things you've said, I'm walking out from the shower of course I'm going to be wet." He rolled his eyes continuing to smirk as I rose from the floor.
"Now I know why you are late a lot, snooze should only be pressed once McCarthy", he said looking down on me with that cocky look in his eyes.
"Well Detective Flack I had a late one last night so I wasn't ready to get up so early this morning. Not my fault you kept me up", I said winking as I placed myself on the edge of my bed.
"Yeah that seems to happen a lot huh .. me and you have one too many, well its usually me that has the extra three, then we go home together. Two best friends who love …"
"Sex? Ripping clothes off?"
"… each other"
Flack really knew how to spoil the moment, "Don seriously!" I huffed and stood up heading to my closet. "You know how things are Don, I like things the way they are and I think we should keep them that way".
I felt two arms circling my waist as Flack nuzzled my neck, "but aren't you the least bit curious what things would be like? Everyone knowing about us, we could walk through central park hand in hand, we could have dinner together and be like a real couple". I turned around and placed my hands on either side of his face, "Donald Flack Junior you are with Jessica and you are going to stay with her. As for me I'm going to remain single and get a lot of cats!" He laughed and leant down kissing me briefly on the lips, "now Detective I need to get to work so you are going to have to love and leave me".
I turned back to my closet to choose my outfit for the day as I heard Don go into the living room, mess around a bit then head out the front door. Don Flack was my best friend, the one person I could trust more than anyone. But heis with Jess and she is beautiful, typical girl he goes for. Im not one of them girls; I have hips, no abs, some stretch marks, pink hair and piercings down each ear. He always said I was one in a million, but I'm not his … I never can be.
