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Technical Foul: II

Danny waited patiently while two men in orange vests directed him to the proper parking lot that corresponded to the letter "G" on his permit. He was in a fairly good mood all things considered.

He hadn't seen much of Flack or Lindsay yesterday so his initial urges to interrogate them had subsided. They had been replaced by a belief that he had either misunderstood Flack or that Flack had misunderstood Lindsay. At least he hoped so.

Entering the stadium he followed the signs to section 59 and walked up to seat rows A through F. There were lots of people already there. Stella and Mac sat talking to a couple guys who worked Special Victims Unit, Hawkes was arguing with Adam about the Ravens defenses' ability to hold off the Giants offense, and in row C sat Flack and Lindsay.

"Hey," he said as he slid into the seat next to Lindsay. He leaned over and shook hands with Flack, giving Lindsay a smile in the process. She offered him a shy one in return and then quickly ducked her head.

"Man, you're cutting it pretty close to kick-off," Flack chided him. Flashing his signature grin Danny replied, "You know me, always living on the edge!"

As the two teams filed onto the field and the Ravens held first possession of the ball they all rose to cheer the Giants defense. Danny kept surreptitiously glancing at Flack and Lindsay.

There was nothing about their body language that suggested anything other than two people hanging out at a football game together. Lindsay wasn't sneaking quick looks at Flack, and he was so engrossed in the game almost nothing could distract him. Finally feeling completely relieved Danny relaxed and got into the game. Until…

With only one minute and thirteen seconds left on the clock in the first quarter and the Ravens up by 7, the Giants defense made a huge play; they intercepted the ball and returned it 63 yards for a game-tying touchdown. The stadium erupted with noise as everyone rose and screamed.

Danny turned towards his two friends ready for a round of high-fives and instead watched Flack grab Lindsay in a giant bear hug. "Did you see that," Flack gushed. Put… her… down… Danny thought eyeing the arms Flack had wrapped around Lindsay.

"That was incredible! Sixty-three yard return," he continued finally setting Lindsay back on her feet. "Wow! Danny did you see that!" Danny gave a half smile that looked more like a grimace, "Sure did, I saw everything." Lindsay gave him a concerned look but Danny turned away.

A couple minutes later Flack leaned across Lindsay, "Hey Danny, you alright? You seem out of it. What's on your mind?" Murder. Mayhem. The fact that if you were any closer you'd be on her lap right now. "Nothing much. Just enjoying the game," he said easily, trying not to let his Italian temper get the better of him.

A guy Danny recognized as one of Flack's friends from another precinct approached. "Hey Don! Crazy game isn't it? Think they can keep the Ravens from winning it?"

Flack laughed, "They better. This may be the only game I get to attend this year." He leaned in towards Lindsay, "Jack, this is Lindsay Monroe."

Jack raised his eyebrows and whistled, "You sure do have good taste my friend. Pleased to meet you." Lindsay blushed a little, "You too." Jack chuckled, "I was gonna go grab a couple beers you guys want any?" When all three of them declined Jack said goodbye and moved away from the seats.

This is just great, I'm stuck sitting next to the girl I want and the guy who apparently wants the girl I want Danny thought. He tried to appear more interested in the game than the two people next to him, but was pretty sure he wasn't doing a very good job.

When the next big Giants play occurred Danny watched Flack move to place an arm around Lindsay's shoulders. Not knowing quite what possessed him to do so he reached out and pulled Lindsay back against him. "Danny what are you doing," she asked softly. "I have no idea," he replied as he bent his head and captured her lips with his…

TBC