AN: I don't own any of the CSI:NY Characters or any of the show's storylines that I may refer to from time to time, but the rest of the plot is mine.
A bit of fluff for other characters at Flack and Laura's Wedding in Master Plans, but no knowledge of the other story is required.
1. After the party
"Well I sorta .. kinda.. damn it!" He cursed. "See what you do to me?" He asked then crashed his lips on hers before she had a chance to respond. Although a little surprised by his action she was soon kissing him back with as much force. Pulling back a moment later both breathless with anticipation Danny handed her a hotel key card. "Room 3-15" He panted and walked away. She looked at the card in her hand then smiled to herself as she stowed it in her handbag.
Danny walked away a sly smile on his face. He hoped she would take the bait, he fought the urge to look back over his shoulder and kept his focus on the bar. Sliding onto one of the stools Tony looked over to him. "Hey cuz, what's up?"
"Ah, nothing" he mumbled as Tony planted a beer on the counter in front of him.
"Looks like you could use something other than grape juice" Danny nodded absently. His mind was still reeling from the kiss he had just shared with the maid of honor. A kiss unlike any other they had shared over the previous few weeks. Tony caught the look he had.
"Looked like you're pretty taken with the maid of honor, this gonna be you next?" Tony asked indicating the wedding decorations around them. Danny blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Give Flack the satisfaction, nah, no way." He answered trying to sound casual and normal.
Tony gave him a knowing grin and moved to serve the next customer. Danny quickly looked up as someone dropped onto the stool next to him. He half heaved a sigh of relief to see Hawkes.
"You're jumpy tonight" commented Hawkes. Danny grunted. "Don't tell me the maid of honor has you all riled up!" Hawkes added with a sly smile. Danny glared at his colleague then turned to look around the room, only to come face to face with the woman in his thoughts.
"Danny have you seen Flack?" she asked.
"Not for a while, why?" He responded.
"No one's seen him or Laura recently" She told him.
"Maybe they're changing" Offered Hawkes.
"He wasn't going to." Answered Danny absently staring over the head of the woman before him while being assaulted by the smell of her shampoo and perfume.
"We'll maybe he's helping Laura." Hawkes tried again with a grin.
"Hawkes, TMI!" Squealed the maid of honor.
Tony leaned across the bar. "If you're looking for the bride and groom they already left." He told them. Danny looked round.
"They ain't due to go for another 30 minutes." Exclaimed Danny.
"Sorry but looked like they were working their own agenda." Laughed Tony. "I guess right about now they're getting some alone time." He wandered away.
"Damn, Laura said they would and I never believed her." Sighed the maid of honor enviously. "Think I'll be able to do that?"
"Wanna try?" asked Hawkes with an evil grin.
"May be I will" she answered. "I just need my knight in shining armor to sweep me away." She answered and drifted away, Hawkes noticed Danny's eyes following her as she moved across the room.
"They didn't even say goodbye." Moaned Danny as he realized his plan for a grand send off had been thwarted.
"Well put it this way looks like you'll be able to get out of here earlier." Hawkes reassured his colleague looking between the two. "Quit skirting and go sweep her off her feet." He added as he clapped Danny on the shoulder and taking his bottle of beer he walked away.
Danny watched the assembled crowd for a few minutes, then thumping his beer onto the bar he nodded and got up. He made his way across the room to the Maid of Honor. "Meet me in 20 minutes." He whispered cryptically then headed towards the rear of the restaurant. She watched him go.
Mac and Stella had been enjoying the time away from work for once. Despite all the issues things had worked out really well. "Penny for them" Mac asked Stella as they sat at the bar watching the assembled crowd. Stella carefully scanning the room looking for something or someone.
"Flack and Laura aren't here" she commented straining her neck to look behind her.
"Nah, they bugged out a while ago." Said Hawkes joining them. "I'm gonna take off too seeing as I'm on call from Midnight. Anyone want a lift?" He asked.
"No, you go ahead, we'll call a cab in a little bit." Answered Mac.
"You promised me a dance." Mumbled Stella pulling on Mac's jacket and almost falling off her stool.
"Stella, I think you're better off sitting down."
"I want to dance! Mac you promised!" Stella pouted at him still pulling on his jacket as she tried to stand up straight in front of them.
"Good luck Mac" Said Hawkes as he wandered away laughing to himself.
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It was almost midnight when Lindsay stepped off the elevator at the Park Avenue hotel. She was pleased she didn't have to go home, but she had received some strange looks as she walked the few blocks from the restaurant, still wearing her bridesmaids dress. Checking the numbers on the doors she made her way to the room number she had been given and extracted the key card from her purse. The door opened, the smell of scented candles and the low light level made her gasp in surprise. She stepped inside, closing the door and wondering if this is how Alice felt as she stepped through the looking glass. A trail of rose petals which had not been used at the wedding led through the room. She looked around and realized it was more than just a hotel room, it was a suite and by the size she figured it was one of the bigger ones. The petals lead across the lounge to steps leading to a door which she followed. Opening the door she found herself in a tastefully decorated bedroom with a large double bed. As she stepped forward the door swung silently closed behind her. Before she could turn a full circle to take everything in a pair of arms had snaked their way around her waist and a pair of lips had begun to kiss their way along her shoulders and back of her neck, making her almost jump out of her skin. However, despite evidence to the contrary, she had been waiting for something to happen since she opened the door to the suite. All conscious thought left her at that moment as she surrendered to the sparks of electricity shooting down her spine.
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