For the rest of the week, Danny continued to work overtime -- Mac had cut him a deal: Finish the rest of the week like he planned, go back to working regular times, then... I can't tell you that or it will ruin the story.

Anywho, as Danny worked his long hours, he tried his best to at least have lunch with Don, but as the days progressed, Don grew more and more reluctant to even have lunch with Danny.

By the end of the week, all lunch with Don was a trip to the vending machine and a quick kiss on the cheek.

How romantic.

It was Saturday now and Danny had both today and Sunday off... Don didn't. He was supposed to, Danny knew this, but it was 10 in the morning and Danny was freezing in bed because there was no warm body to wake up next to.

There was something wrong with this picture.

'Two wrongs don't make a right, Donnie-boy,' Danny thought as he pulled himself out of bed and to his closet. "But three lefts do."

With that, he dressed himself and called Mac: he was coming in today.

If Don wanted to get away from him, he wasn't going to make it this easy.

When he arrived at the lab, he noticed Don in the breakroom, laughing it up like all was right in the world... and with who else but Adam.

Why did Adam always cause these rifts in their relationship?

Sure, it was okay when Danny and Adam hung out, because, yeah, they were friends, and ex-boyfriends... but still, the friend part mattered.

But for Don to hang out with Adam and to laugh like that... oh, Danny was jealous.

His ex-boyfriend/current best friend was making his current boyfriend/other best friend laugh like he was having the time of his life... right in their own workplace! (How's that for Jerry Springer?)

However, Danny knew better than to cause a scene, so he just held his head high indignantly and went to his desk.

Don had finally noticed that Danny had come into work a couple of hours later... only because it just so happened that Danny was the CSI on his case... by himself... and no one else... what a hoot.

"So, ya ready to go the scene?" Don asked, awkwardly standing next to Danny, who was just peering up at him from his seat.

Without a word, Danny stood up and put his coat on. "Two can play this game, Flack," Danny muttered and started walking away.

"What game? If we're playing a game, I sure as hell didn't start it, you did," Don walked after him, trying to keep his voice down.

"Hey, I said sorry, didn't I? Then you started avoiding me. And what is this, working on Saturday? You never work on Saturday." They were in the elevator now, luckily, by themselves.

"I wasn't avoiding you; I had work to do, y'know, the stuff I get paid to do?" Flack retorted, clearly avoiding the working on Saturday issue.

"Then what about today, huh?" Danny asked, stepping out of the elevator when it stopped.

Flack followed him and tried to think of an excuse. "I.. Well, I..."

"Yeah, you're avoiding me, moron. And what's this flirting with Adam, huh?" Danny asked, stopping so Flack could lead the way to his car.

"What?" Flack was taken back by that; as if Adam was his type, pfffft.

Danny stayed quiet, his arms crossed and his eyebrows furrowed as he followed Don to his car.

"Danny, ya gotta believe me. Adam was just being dumb. He was tryin' ta make me feel better," Don explained, looking at Danny out of the corner of his eyes.

"Right," Danny muttered, completely missing the part about how Flack apparently wasn't feeling too good.

"Besides, y'know that Adam's shackin' up with Doc," Flack smirked, knowing Danny didn't know.

"So the only reason you're not in some closet with Ad-- did you say Adam's sleepin' with Hawkes?" Danny stopped walking, a look of amusement gracing his features.

"Yeah," Don grinned and slipped his fingers through Danny's belt loops, "Besides, ya know you're the only one for me," He smiled cheesily and leaned down to kiss him. Danny's hands found their way to Don's hair (a girly aspect of him Don would never let him live down) and he started to move backwards, his back making contact with Don's car...

...and then the car alarm went off and scared Danny out of his wits, which caused him to jump and bump heads with Don.

They pulled apart and Danny glared at Don for not turning the alarm off while Don just gave him a sheepish look.

The funny part? They both had busted lips from when Danny jumped.

That should be fun to explain...