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Sighing he knocked on the door, knowing with what he was just about to tell him would earn him the biggest ass kicking of his life.

He listened for some movement, but heard none, so, he raised his knuckles and decided to beat the hell out of the door to knock him up. Listening again, he heard footsteps and giggles. He took a deep breath and braced himself, he knew Flack and Angell had something going on, but really, he could have done without seeing Angell in her underwear.

He heard the chain go and the bolt being unlocked, and braced himself to see Angell, half dressed, hanging all over his best friend.

The door opened and his eyes began to shift up from the ground, but he hesitated a moment, to take a deep breath

"Hi, can I- Danny?" she gasped

Now, his eyes darted up. He knew that voice, and that voice wasn't Angell.

He looked up to make sure he had heard right.

"Danny – I"

"No, you know what, it doesn't matter. Carry on"

He turned and walked away, trying to rid the image burning his mind right now. He pressed the elevator button over and over again willing for it to hurry up, to get him out of the apartment building. Finally, after bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet, the elevator reached his floor, he punched the button down to the ground floor, and he let himself fall to the floor, tears overcoming him.

He couldn't rid himself of the image. It had hurt him when he had seen Rikki in one of his shirts that Lindsay had worn after she had stayed over one night, but seeing Lindsay in one of Don's shirts, hair tousled with a glow on her face, he couldn't handle it. Neither his stomach nor his heart could handle it.

He had already been racked with guilt over Ruben, and now, sleeping with Rikki, not once, but twice pushed him to breaking point. But telling Lindsay he'd cheated on her, and having to watch as she fell into the arms of his best friend was just about enough to push him over the edge.

Before, he couldn't understand why she had kept asking him why. But now, he understood. He himself couldn't understand why. Why had she done it to him?

She had told him she had fallen in love with him, and now, what was this? Her way of letting go, was it? He took a deep breath, stood up, and braced himself for the cruel streets of New York.

Things had been pretty much steady since he had made his way into work. With the suspect X case closed and the kidnapping and arson cases in the paperwork stage, he had nothing to do really. All he could do was think. All he could think about was how it had been work keeping him sane, well work and talking to Rikki on a night in the hallway, about Ruben, and how they both missed him. But now, all he could hear was her words saying that he would wake up and regret seeking comfort from her. Turns out, she was right. His head was all over the place.

He looked up and glanced over to trace and saw Flack and Lindsay. He sat back and dropped everything, just to watch them.

She had a smile on her face. That was the smile that she had once smiled at him. He watched Flack nudge her chin up and stroke her cheek. He knew he had no right to be jealous or angry for that matter, but well quite frankly, what the hell did they think they were doing?

He watched them obviously engage in something. Plans for that night, probably, seen as now they were clearly dating. Danny breathed in heavily watching Flack with her, trying to keep his composure and professionalism. But it wasn't working. He knew that he should be stood there with Lindsay, reassuring her, making it up to her for forgetting her birthday, not Flack. He knew he shouldn't be sat in his office because he daren't go out into the lab because he knew the lab knew full well what he had done, and he was ashamed of himself for doing it to her. He looked over at Flack and Lindsay and he realized exactly what he had lost.

She had just told him she loved him, and they weren't speaking, hell they weren't together anymore. He had thought about the "L" word handfuls of times. He'd even considered taking her to her favourite restaurant just to let her know that he did in fact love her, but, it seemed highly unlikely he'd get that chance now.

It was his fault though. He couldn't blame her. One stupid, emotional night, was all it took for him to ruin everything that he had been fighting for, for nearly 3 years.

Danny watched Flack ruffle her hair and she gave him a slight smile. The smile again, the one she used to flash at him when he ruffled her hair like that, just to piss her off.

He watched Don walk straight past the office, wrapped up in his own thoughts, not even noticing him, his best friend, in his most desperate time; Flack had simply walked on by.

Danny threw his chair back and stormed towards trace, guns blazing.

As he got nearer to her, the angrier he became. She knew he had been sat in the office, and she had let Don touch her lovingly like he had done. He flung himself round the corner and was ready to let everything rip.

She glanced up and held out the results she had just gotten back.

"Danny, I was just coming to find you – I got-"

"So this is your way of letting go" he spat,

"Danny, what?"

"No, listen I get it, you're mad alright. I get that. But what I don't get is why you gotta go and rub it in my face. Why'd you gotta start something in front of me Lindsay?"

"Danny,"

"No, listen to me; was it your aim to rip me to shreds this morning, answering the door in his shirt and your underwear? You two get a kick out o' it?"

"Danny, just listen a second-"

"No, look Lindsay he was my friend long before you started here Lindsay"

He closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Lindsay –I'm sorry – I didn't mean"

She blinked slowly, and looked around the lab, frantically searching to see if anyone heard what he had just said to her. She set down the results and pushed past him, tears running down her face

He turned to chase after her to apologise about overstepping the mark, but something drew him back to the evidence table.

She had left the evidence out, unattended.

He looked towards the direction she had headed off in and looked back towards the table.

He walked towards the table, and ran his finger across a tear stain on the set of results she had set down. The feeling of guilt hit him strong. He had done this, and he knew that the only person that she would want to make this better for her, was him. And he was the only one that could do nothing, because it was him inflicting this pain on her.

He set to work re-bagging and signing the evidence bags, and tided the work surface away. He had one last glance round to make sure that he had gotten everything, and made a beeline to the locker room in search of Lindsay

He turned the corner out of trace and didn't see the woman stood in the hallway and ran straight into her.

He regained his balance and bent down to help her pick up her paperwork

"Sorry, I ugh, didn't see you there" he lamely explained

"Would you like to explain to me why you were running in a crime lab?"

"I would, but there's something I gotta deal with. Excuse me," he said almost calmly as he turned the corner, and picked up speed after she was out of sight.

He checked into the ladies bathroom first, figuring it was the first stop, and well, if he knew Lindsay, which he did, she'd go for the easiest place to get to.

He pushed through the doors and called out her name, but all he got was silence.

He glanced into all the free offices, and layout rooms. He couldn't see her at all, so he turned and headed for the locker room.

"Montana?"

"Don't Danny," she sighed, leaning against their side-by-side lockers "Just don't"

"Lindsay, I'm sorry I didn't –"

"I didn't sleep with him Danny"

"Well then why the hell was you in his shirt then? You must have gotten a little somethin' somethin' or else you wouldn't have been dressed, like, well. How you were dressed" he tried explaining it rationally, knowing that if he yelled at her again, he would only push her away further.

"Look, I'm not Rikki Danny; I don't walk around in guys shirts unless I have to." She snorted sarcastically "So that you know, Don wasn't there last night. He was out with Angell. They crashed at hers. He offered his place so that Stella didn't have to book herself into a hotel, and she'd have the apartment to herself, so she wouldn't worry about her "snoring". She called me, and I headed over, so that I wasn't alone. Alright?"

"Lindsay, are you sleeping with Flack?"

"I hope you're not being serious. Please tell me you're joking. That this is that stupid sense of humour you two have that you guys find funny, and you're not being serious Danny" she said, voice breaking at the accusation

"I'm just trying to make sense of it all. Why wouldn't you go with an overnight bag Linds? You're the most organised person I know Lindsay"

"You want to know why? I was too distraught after I found out you had decided to go and have some wild comfort sex with Rikki, to pack some pyjamas, there, was that it? Was that what you wanted to hear Danny?"

"Lindsay I'm-"

"You're what, sorry? For what exactly, judging me by your standards? You know what,I'm sorry Danny, but I don't have to answer to you anymore." She snapped and reached into her locker to grab her coat

"Lindsay. What?"

"You heard me. This, thing, whatever we have... It's too hard Danny. I can't do it. Not right now." she said while slamming the locker shut

"Lindsay, I thought that-"

"Yeah, so did I, I thought we could work through this, but I am not dealing with your trust issues Messer. I need to be by myself right now Danny. I need to deal with this" she said pointing between the two of them

"Lindsay-"

"No Danny, no, not right now. I don't trust you right now. Hell, I can't even look at you right now. It's gonna take more than a lame apology and a few gestures. What you just accused me of Danny, if my heart wasn't already shattered; I'd have broken in two. You need to start thinking about how much I actually mean to you and buck your ideas up." She said, rather calmly to his surprise as she walked out of the locker room with her coat.

He sat down on the bench and took his head in his hands, and he knew he had once again well and truly screwed his life up, and began contemplating ways to get his life back on track.

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