When Mac had told Lindsay that Danny was stuck in a panic room she had acted like nothing was wrong. She didn't push for details and refrained from calling him that very moment just to hear his voice, to make sure he was okay. She was worried about him but more than she should have been. She wasn't even sure why. Sure she and Danny were friends but that was it. She had had dreams about him and always woke up saying his name. When she had first seen him her breath had caught in her throat. He would tease her so she kept her feelings to herself. But when she heard he was trapped in a panic room with a decomposing body she really began to worry.

She had sat in the break room debating weather or not to call him. She decided to call just to see how he was doing. She dialed his number and after a few rings he answered. She felt her stomach twist into knots when he answered. She loved his accent

"I just wanted to know if you were okay," she told him and he chuckled.

"How well could I be doing?" he asked her. Lindsay thought about it.

"I guess not to well," she said and she knew he was nodding his head.

"I'm okay, you don't have to worry," he told her and she almost giggled.

"Maybe I do have to worry," she replied. He laughed and she did too. The door opened and Lindsay looked behind her. Mac was standing in the doorway looking at her with his plain expression. "I got to go Danny," she told him. They said their good-byes and Lindsay hung up the phone. She stood up and followed Mac out of the break room.
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Lindsay had gone home and sat on her bed in silence. She knew that Danny was okay but she needed to see for herself. The phone rang and she hurried to get it.

"Hey," Danny's sexy voice greeted her.

"Hey," she replied.

"I was thinking of coming over in about ten minutes," he told her. She smiled.

"Sounds good," she said. They said good-bye and Lindsay got off the bed. She went to her dresser and found what she was looking for. She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror. Damn she looked good. The doorbell rang and she ran to answer it. She looked through the peephole and saw Danny looking as sexy as ever. She opened the door and looked up at him. He looked at her and grinned.

"You look, stunning," she smiled at the complement. She had put on a black satin nightgown with a vee neck. It was short so it just barely covered her legs. Danny was looking at her hungrily. She let him inside then took off his shirt and his pants.

"Mm, so do you," Lindsay said running her hands up his chest. Danny pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

Many kisses start as a soft kiss and become more desperate the longer it is held this was definitely one of those kisses. Lindsay wrapped her arms around Danny's neck and pulled him as close as she could. He groaned and pulled away.

"What are you doing to me?" he asked her almost like he was begging for more. She smiled at him and stopped when he didn't return it. Her expression changed and she was sure that she looked like she was going to cry.

"No I didn't mean it like that. Lindsay," he sighed her name and pulled her into his arms.

"We shouldn't do this," she said her voice shaky. He looked at her with a quizzical look. She looked at him and felt tears leaking from her eyes. He hugged her and she kept crying. "I can't take anymore of this, anymore heartbreaks," she choked out.

"I want to be with you," he told her and she stopped crying. She looked up into his blue eyes and felt a wave of relief wash over her. He walked over to the sofa and motioned for her to sit down. She sat down next to him and he pulled her into his lap. He kissed the back of her neck then trailed kisses down her spine. He put an arm under her knees and lifted her up he then took her to her bedroom. Danny dropped her onto the bed and she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down on top of her. He laughed but didn't protest.

"Ever had a hickey?" Danny asked her. She shook her head. "You want one?" he asked her. She laughed but nodded her head. Danny kissed her neck then started sucking on it. Lindsay tangled her hands in his hair and pulled his head down hard. When he came up there was a small red spot where his lips had been.

"My turn," she said. He rolled onto his back and she lay on top of him. Lindsay's phone went off and she sighed. She got up and answered it.

"Yeah," she said impatiently.

"I'm sorry to bother you but I need you to come in A.S.A.P.," Mac told her. She sighed with frustration but said she'd be there in half an hour then she hung up the phone.

She walked back into the bedroom and found Danny sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. She sat down next to him and willed him to look up at her. He did and she saw that he looked extremely disappointed.

"We'll finish this later," she told him and he smiled. "I still owe you," he looked at her confused. She put her lips on his neck and Danny almost laughed.
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They both left together, Danny said that he might as well go in and help out. Lindsay had managed to hide her newest hickey but Danny hadn't, probably so he could show it off. When they walked into the building Mac was waiting for them, he looked at Danny's neck and chuckled. Danny grinned and Lindsay elbowed him when Mac wasn't watching.

"I need you both to run some evidence for me. It's for a rape case," Mac told them and they nodded. They followed him into the trace lab. Mac motioned to a couple of paper bags. He left the lab and they started to process.

Every once in a while Lindsay would catch Danny's eye and smile at him. Danny brushed past her a few times, the second time he did he grabbed her butt. She squealed and turned around to face him. He kissed her and went back to processing the sheets. Lindsay had just lifted a hair off of the victim's shirt when Danny walked behind her and grabbed her butt again. She jumped but didn't turn around. The lab door opened and they looked up to see Mac standing in the doorway with a scowl on his face.

"Danny get your hand off her ass," he ordered. Danny quickly obeyed and Mac left them alone.

Lindsay started laughing and Danny glared at her.

"It's your fault," he told her. She laughed and Danny (still pouting) continued his work.