Help a Sista Out
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Synopsis: DL Lindsay goes out with a lab tech then uses Danny to get rid of him when things don't work out. DL
CHAPTER 2 – STUCK ON YOU
On Monday morning, Stella pounced on Lindsay as soon as she stepped off of the elevator.
"So who's the lucky guy?"
Lindsay smiled. "Good morning to you too, Stella."
"So?"
"So what?"
"So who's the lucky guy? Think: Saturday, opera…"
"Ohhhh. I went out with Perry."
Stella scrunched up her face and asked, "The lab tech Perry?"
"One and the same."
Stella looked at her counterpart to try to ascertain whether the date was a success or a dud, but Lindsay wasn't giving up the goods. At least not yet.
"Are you going to make me play 20 questions or are you going to tell me how it went?"
Lindsay stopped walking and turned to look at Stella. "Why are you so interested in who I went to the opera with? Who told you I went?"
"I'm not talking unless you do."
"There are only two possibilities – Mac or Danny."
"And a host of NYPD officers…"
"Don't even try it, Stella. Was it Mac?"
Stella's eyes bored into Lindsay's.
"Was it Danny?"
Stella's lips quivered a bit.
Lindsay got a determined look on her face and stalked away from Stella. "Danny's a dead man."
CSI:NY
Lindsay entered her office like a woman on a mission.
"Daniel Messer!"
Danny swung around in his chair with an innocent look on his face. "What did I do?"
Lindsay walked over to Danny's desk. "First thing this morning Stella's grilling me about who I went to the opera with. Any idea how she found out that I went to the opera Saturday?"
Danny's innocent look persisted and he raised his hands as if to surrender. "I might have said something about you going to the opera."
Lindsay smirked. "You are such a woman, Messer. Do you have to tell everyone my business?"
"I lead a very boring life, Montana, so I have to live vicariously through you." He leaned back in his chair and grinned smugly, almost daring her to continue her interrogation.
"So what about the jail bait I heard you're going out with?"
Danny became quite defensive. "She's over 18 – she is not jail bait. Besides, I never followed up on that."
Lindsay rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right."
"I didn't. I had worked 24 hours. It was…temporary insanity. We never even went out."
Lindsay laughed.
Just then, Perry appeared at the doorway and knocked on the door jamb. Danny noticed how Lindsay closed her eyes with annoyance.
"Lindsay, can I speak with you?" He noticed Danny in the room. "Hi, Danny." Danny nodded to acknowledge Perry's greeting.
"Yes, Perry. What's up?" She was very conflicted. She didn't want to have this conversation in front of Danny, but she also wanted him to be there in case she needed an excuse to not go out with Perry again. Perry didn't ask her to step outside, so Danny was going to have a front row seat as she tried to wiggle out of another date, and he couldn't have been more amused.
"Lindsay, I was wondering if you'd like to go to dinner with me tomorrow night."
Lindsay was flustered. "Perry, I…I…I would like to, but…I alreadymadeplanswithDanny." She gestured toward Danny and briefly saw his eyes momentarily widen.
"Oh." Perry let her words sink in. "Ohhhh. Well, some other time, then?" He sounded quite defeated.
Lindsay nodded smiled as Perry walked out. As Lindsay turned toward Danny, she saw that his once shocked expression had been replaced by a huge grin.
"So, Montana, where are we going tomorrow night?"
"What?"
"You made plans with me, so where are we going? Unless of course you would like to go out with Perry again, the same Perry with whom I assume you went to the opera."
"Goodness, Danny, you know that I was just trying to get out of going on a date with him," she whispered.
She sat down at her desk and put her head in her hands.
"Your choice, Montana. You never know – you might have a good time. Or you can go out with Perry again. I hear he has a lovely voice and a slammin' 8-track…"
"Alright! Danny, you're impossible!"
Danny spread his arms and shrugged his shoulders as if to say what did I do?
Lindsay groaned and looked at Danny who was still beaming from ear to ear.
"Alright, Danny. Tomorrow, 8:00, Cozy's. And don't be late." The sooner we get started the sooner the night ends. Besides, I have a little something up my sleeve. He thinks he knows Mac…
CSI:NY
The next night at Cozy's
Will this day ever end? I had Perry following behind me all day – 'Lindsay, here are your results'; 'Lindsay, do you want some coffee?'; 'Lindsay, do you need help with that experiment?' I thought he got the point yesterday, but it doesn't seem so. I might have to use Danny for a while until Perry latches on to another unsuspecting soul.
It's 8:03. Where is Danny? I don't want him to miss Mac's set. That's the only thing that would make this worthwhile. Goodness knows that working with Messer is enough. Is that him? Yes, there he is. Late as usual. Let me get his attention.
"Sorry I'm late," Danny said as he sat down. My dad always said that being a little late keeps women on their toes.
"It's okay. I ordered you a beer."
"Thanks. So what's up?" I got to work a case with her today and now I get to have drinks with her tonight. It didn't hurt that I finally got to wipe that smug grin off of that Gus guy's face when he was handcuffed. I have to say that as far as days go, this one's not so bad.
"It's just something I thought you might be interested in." Prepare for the smackdown, Messer.
"Jazz music? That's me." Just then, Danny heard a very familiar voice. Lindsay looked at the stage where the band was playing and Danny's eyes followed Lindsay's and widened in amazement.
"Get outta here! Are you kidding me? How'd you know he played?" Danny's eyes volleyed from Lindsay to the stage where their boss was playing bass.
"Figured it out. I could tell by the way he held the bass in the lab that he knew guitars, and I knew he had a standing appointment on Wednesdays. It could have been a shrink or yoga, but I took the music option.
"I'm impressed." In more ways than one.
"Maybe you didn't know him as well as you thought." Point: Monroe.
"Killed two birds with one stone, Monroe? Ditch Perry and show me up all in one night?"
"Something like that." They laughed. Lindsay was finally relaxing and thinking that this wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Good, because I might need him to run interference for me a while longer.
"So, what's the problem with Perry anyway? Seems like a nice guy."
Lindsay rolled her eyes. "Why don't you go out with him? Besides, I never said he wasn't a nice guy, just not my type."
I wonder if I'm her type.
I'm beginning to think Danny's my type.
A/N: Please R & R. Thanks!
6/7/07
