Season 2 Episode 7
Danny couldn't help but smile to himself as he saw Lindsay working on a piece of evidence through the glass walls. He knocked gently on the door to alert her to his presence before he walked in. "What have you got Montana?" he enquired.
Lindsay spun round, annoyance written all over her face. "Danny, stop calling me that. It's Lindsay. Lindsay Monroe"
Danny was a little taken aback. "Alright, alright. I'm just joking!"
"Well, it's not funny!" he annoyance was still evident. "Am I supposed to be the new girl and the butt of all your jokes?"
Danny thought back to earlier in the day, suddenly realising what it might be that has her so riled up. "You upset that Mac dismissed you?" he asked, his voice soft.
"I can handle it!" she replied simply.
"Its not about that. He was…he was looking out for you!" Danny explained. "You saw that place, it was a slaughter house in there!"
Lindsay's eyes widened. "You think I haven't seen blood like that before?" she questioned.
"I don't know, to tell you the truth. Have you?"
"Yes…" she replied. "and a lot worse than that!"
The look in her eyes told Danny that she was deadly serious. She knew what she was talking about and she had experienced something that had deeply affected her. "What do you mean?" Danny pressed, now genuinely curious about her past.
She shook her head before turning back to the evidence she was working on. "Nothing…forget it, it doesn't matter"
Danny sighed, sensing that she was closing up again. He silently cursed his feelings for her. Normally he would be okay with letting it drop. If it had been Stella or anyone else he would have let it drop and let them tell him in their own time, but with Lindsay it was different. He was genuinely concerned, but more concerned than he would be with anyone else. He could see the hurt in her eyes and he wanted to do something about it. These feelings were something that were totally alien to him. He had never felt like that about any other girl. Even the other girl he had dated he never had these kind of feelings for, they were just hook ups but he wanted something more with Lindsay, but he didn't believe it would ever happen.
Season 2 Episode 8
As Danny arrived home that evening he flopped down onto his couch, pointing the remote at the television and switching it on. The sound of the evening news filled the room as the newsreader reported the death of the weather girl who's case Danny had spent the day working on. He was surprised to hear that there was no mention of the sex tape that she had made, it obviously hadn't reached the press yet.
He smirked as he remembered said sex tape. Well more specifically as he remembered a certain petite brunette. He couldn't deny, that Lindsay Monroe never failed to amaze him. He had not expected her reaction to the sex tape. Her asking him if it was footage from his 30th birthday had left him somewhat gob smacked. She always seemed like an innocent country girl, obviously he thought, looks can be deceiving. He had also been surprised that she had stayed in the room and watched the gar bled video with them. Each and every day he was learning something new about his new colleague and he cursed himself as each and every day he was finding himself more and more attracted to her.
Meanwhile back at her own apartment Lindsay Monroe was thinking the same thing. She had surpassed herself by joining the guys in watching the tape, surprised herself by her cocky question regarding Danny's birthday, but what surprised her most was just how much she liked Danny Messer.
Season 2 Episode 9
"Maybe this wasn't about the doll at all." Lindsay suggested. "Maybe he just used it to defend himself."
Danny shook his head. "Grip was way too tight" he explained. "You ever been to the scene of a shooting where the vic's hand is actually frozen in place?" You can actually take the gun, slide it right into the palm" he continued taking Lindsay's hand as a way of offering an explanation. She silently willed herself not to blush as a kind of warmth radiated through her body from the point where their hands were connected. "See, perfect fit. He was struggling with his attacker for the gun. Same thing happened here!"
Lindsay mulled over the idea for a second, their hands still connected. When she realised that they were yet to let go of hands she immediately pulled hers out of Danny's grasp. They both stood in silence for a few seconds both thinking about the definite spark they had just felt, neither very sure what to say or do.
Eventually Danny broke the silence. "You hungry?" he asked.
"Nah! I gotta get back to the lab!" she replied, eager to have an excuse to get away from him. She didn't know if he had felt it too or not and to be honest she was a little embarrassed.
"Yeah, yeah…me too!" Danny replied doing his very best to cover up his disappointment. As he walked away he realised something for the first time. Up until now he had been trying to explain away his attraction to her, trying to forget about how much he liked her, but now he knew he could deny it no longer.
"Hey Mac!" Stella Boneserra said as she stood at the glass wall of his office. "Come here a second."
"Yes?" he questioned as he come over and joined her.
Stella cocked her head towards where Danny and Lindsay where standing in the corridor having a conversation. She smirked as she watched Danny take Lindsay's hand in his. "I think you're going to have to keep an eye on them. Danny has no idea what's going on but he is head over heels for her!"
"Danny? Are you serious?" Mac laughed. As much a she loved Danny Messer, in fact he loved him like a son, but he couldn't deny that Danny loved his fun and at that moment in time it was hard to imagine him becoming a one woman man. He wanted it to happen, he wanted Danny to find happiness but he honestly didn't believe that was what Danny wanted just now.
"Yes, he might not know it yet but, trust me, they'll end up dating soon enough!" Stella replied.
"Okay…I'll take your word for it!" Mac laughed, his voice sceptical.
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