A/N: I know I haven't updated any new chapters to my other fics but I had an idea, that I would start another brand new fic to get rid of this horrible writers block that I have had for a couple weeks. I hope it works lol. In the meantime, this is that new fic.

I do not own CSI: NY or any of it's characters nor do I own NCIS and the musical Wicked

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Danny leaned against the side of the door and grinned. The famous Messer grin, which got him into so much trouble.

"Shouldn't you be working Messer?" Lindsay turned away from the evidence that she was working on and raised her eyebrows at him. His grin widened. Walking towards her, he took in all of her outfit. Although her dress was covered with a white lab coat, Danny could still admire how it fit her. The red satin dress hugged her curves perfectly, and as she walked or turned, it would fly gracefully in the air.

"I am working. It's my job to admire you." Danny grinned

Lindsay turned away and couldn't help but chuckle at his grin. Danny knew that sometimes his grin didn't get him into trouble. She boxed up the evidence and placed her gloves in the bin. It was a cold case, she thought she had evidence for it but they turned out to be false. She turned back around and jumped slightly as Danny was closer now, their noses almost touched. She could feel his warm breath on her face. He leaned in, nuzzled her nose, and held her hips. She smiled, bearing her pearly white teeth. He took the coat off her shoulders and smiled at how gorgeous she was in his eyes.

"You look beautiful." He stated, but he left something in his tone intentionally. Something to tell Lindsay that he knew that she was beautiful, no matter what she wore or how she looked. She giggled and blushed, but then looked down at what he was wearing. She raised her eyebrows and folded her arms.

"What?" Danny chuckled out, his arms out in a "defeat" sign.

Lindsay rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Danny, jeans and a tee are you kidding me! We're off to the theatre not some casual place."

She sounded truly upset about how Danny appeared infront of her, even though, his usual green shirt showed his body off perfectly and teased Lindsay everyday he wore it. She turned her head away in disbelief. Sighing, he lowered his head so he was levelled with her eyes, and her made her face turn to meet his by gently placing his hands on her chin.

"In my locker, is a brand new suit. Especially for our anniversary date."

Lindsay laughed and smiled at Danny.

"It's not exactly an anniversary."

She said amongst her laughter. Danny laughed and raised his eyebrows.

"We met at the zoo 5 years ago. I call that an anniversary, because, it was the start of a whole rollercoaster. And I love this rollercoaster. Never wanna get off."

He leaned in and took her lips into his as she laughed against him. She opened her mouth allowing invitation for his tongue, which he immediately took. She pulled away before he got too passionate for work.

"Stop goofing around and get changed Messer. We got a play to see."

Lindsay laughed.

He narrowed his eyes at her.

"That's my line."

He defensively stated like a little boy, and Lindsay again, couldn't contain her laughter.

She walked up to him slowly, her silver heels clicking on the floor. Even though she was wearing heels, she remained small.

"Oh yeh? Well I thought I was the one to narrow my eyes at people." She softly pressed his nose. She heard him growl deep in his throat.

"Do we really have to go to the theatre?"

Danny pouted.

"Yes, we do. Infact Messer, count yourself lucky. Because considering the number of games you drag me to, you should be the one the stage with a green face and singing."

She laughed at the thought of Danny on stage singing to the soundtrack of Wicked. For years, she had wanted to see that play. Now it was going to be extra special.

Danny's eyes widened and he quickly left the room and made his way towards the locker room, without saying another thing.

Lindsay laughed and turned, looking down at her dress swaying. The light hit it and made red sparkles all around her. This was her dress for Danny.

"Pretty dress Lindsay. I take it you and Danny are still going to see Wicked."

Stella smiled as she walked in. Lindsay stopped and turned to greet her best friend. She shone her brightest smile at her and nodded.

"Sure am Stella…What's wrong?"

Lindsay was quick to see a hesitation in Stella's eyes. She heard a sigh escape from her and watched her walk to the window. The blinds were closed.

Lindsay frowned but allowed her friend to explain herself. She walked next to her.

"I have a hinky feeling something's going to go wrong." She stated, seriously.

Lindsay laughed.

"I think you've been watching too much NCIS."

Stella looked at her, her eyes shining, and a small grin formed onto her face.

"I can't help it. Tony is soo dreamy." Stella laughed, Lindsay joined in too, nodding. Then she stopped and bit her lip. Stella looked at her and read her mind. She opened the blinds by pulling the string and looked at Lindsay's expression. Lindsay frowned as she glanced over New York. The clouds were a deep shade of gray and rain was falling on top of the buildings, the streets, and any poor soul who was unfortunate to go out on the "storm night". Lindsay bit her lip again and returned her gaze to Stella, who shared the same concerned look with her.

"what's your hinky feeling?" Lindsay questioned, although she already knew the answer.

Stella swallowed, and looked outside.

"That the rain is going to turn into a storm. Ruin your date. And ruin our day."

Stella could tell from the color of the sky, and from the weather warning Mac had given her, that New York was going to witness a bad storm. And everyone in the labs knew that mean bad news.