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A/N - This chapter's purpose is to set up Danny and Lindsay's relationship. It starts with them already in an established relationship which they have been in for awhile now.

Chapter One.

Lindsay groaned as she heard her phone beeping from the bedside table to their left. She heard him groan too and his arms tightened around her waist, his deep voice nuzzling against her throat.

"Mhmmm ignore it."

She smiled at his reaction and leant down to kiss him softly, his mouth opened to welcome her and the kiss was soft and loving just as always. "I can't, it's probably work."

She rolled away from him and sat on the edge of the bed to flip her phone open. "Monroe." She turned back to look at him and mouthed. "Stella!"

He sighed throwing his head back on the pillow, his hands above his head. He watched her nod and climb out of the bed, slipping out of his long t-shirt that she wore to bed and begin to search the chest of drawers for an outfit. "Ok, Stell, I'll be in as soon as I can."

He groaned dramatically and Lindsay turned to smile at him as he said. "Tell Stella I hate her and I'm never forgiving her."

Lindsay giggled. "You hear that Stella?" She waited a moment and then turned back to the man on the bed. "She says she was prepared for that, and she wants you to know she's saved you a chocolate muffin."

He rolled off the bed, also, and grumbled finding clean underwear in his wardrobe and pulling out some pants. "Oh yeah a muffin is going to make up the lack of sex!" He heard the clip of a phone shut behind him and turned to find Lindsay standing directly behind him in smart black pants and her purple lace bra.

"I know it won't, but Stella says Mac needs to see me asap, don't be angry." She put on the tiniest of pouts and wound her arms around his neck.

He narrowed his eyes and made a grunting noise from the back of his throat indicating he was still angry. She smirked a little and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him on the mouth before letting her lips fall to his neck and just beneath his ear. "I promise I'll make it up to you."

He sighed a little and grabbed her hands from his neck before planting a kiss firmly on her lips. "You best do!"

"I will" She smiled and grabbed a blouse from behind his head and slipped it on. Turning and running across the room she looked under the bed while running a hand through her hair. "Have you seen my heels?"

"Which ones?" He pulled out a shirt and began to button it up.

"The black ones with the strap on the front, they only have a small heel, only 'bout an inch." She furrowed her brow as she searched for the offending objects.

He sat on the bed to pull on his own socks and shoes and nodded toward the doorway. "I think you kicked them off in the hallway last night, if you remember?" He didn't have to turn around to know she was blushing as she ran past him and out into the hallway to find the shoes. He looked up, tying a knot into his laces as she leant on the doorframe to the bedroom pulling the shoes onto her feet. She stared at him and then walked to the mirror to fix her hair and make up.

Pulling her hair back she fixed it into a messy but smart bun with a bauble, he watched her, amazed, as she sprayed the expensive perfume, that drove him wild, onto her skin and put some mascara on her eyes. She turned to face him and smoothed down her shirt as she ran her tongue across her lips. "Breakfast?"

He thought for a moment before nodding. "Starbucks?"

She smiled and nodded. "That's what I was thinking. Come on." She grabbed her jacket from its hanger and slipped it on as he made his way to the living room and the door of their home.

He checked he had his wallet and keys and watched as she strode into the kitchen and grabbed two apples, he couldn't help but smile at her little characteristics that she probably didn't even realise she had. He didn't know if she noticed that although they joked about always having a liquid breakfast, usually from starbucks, she never let them leave the apartment without eating something first.

He thanked her for the apple she shoved into his hand and then they both left the apartment in silence. He rested his hand on her back as they chomped on their fruit making their way onto the busy streets of New York, their home.

I know its short but like I said it's just to set up the story kinda. I do know where Im going with this. Lol...I have a few more chapters to put up...but I wanna see what you guys think of it.

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