Okies readers...this chapter goes to chilli-peppers...who was the last reviewer...thank you very much. enjoy your chapter Lindsey...

On...with...the...DL...Goodness...


Lindsay was stood in the elevator. Her bag was by her feet. There were still twenty floors left to go before she reached the lobby, and she wasn't allowed to have the key which took her straight down due to the fact she was a 'minor'. There was no way a minor would have run away from home, gone all the way to another state, and booked herself into an expensive hotel all without being caught. She really deserved to be treated like an adult, although she was 16, she acted like an adult. During her little mind rant about not being allowed the pass key, the elevator dinged and the doors opened. A guy walked into the car, he wasn't paying attention, and tripped over Lindsay's bag; spewing notes onto the floor. They both looked down at the money and their jaws dropped in unison. Lindsay quickly bent down and began to put the notes bag into the bag.

"You need some help?" The guy offered, bending down to pick up some money.

Lindsay nodded

"Thanks"

In a few minutes, and ten floors, they were done putting the money away. Lindsay zipped up the bag and fastened the lock on the zips. Lindsay turned her head to look at the person standing behind her, he was checking her out. Lindsay shook her head and blushed, determined not to embarrass herself in front of the first person she had met in her new life.

"Like what you see?" She joked.

"Oh, erm...You saw that?"

"Yeah, I'd give you a 7 for subtly, a little shaky on the landing though" She smiled and he chuckled a little.

"Danny Messer" He extended his hand.

She took his hand and shook it twice

"Lindsay Monroe"

"Not from round here, are you?"

"No, Montana. How did you know?"

"Accent mainly"

"Oh, well that's cheating Messer" She traced a finger down his chest.

Lindsay had never been this comfortable flirting with guys she had never met before. A smile, a laugh, the occasional touch didn't come naturally to Lindsay before. She didn't flirt with guys. Until now.

"So, how comes you're in New York? Rob a bank back in Montana?" He gestured towards the bag.

"Ha ha, you're funny too" She said sarcastically "No, I got chucked out of my house and took my dad's credit card. That" She pointed to the bag "is...was...his account"

"So...why is it not still in his account and you keep the card?"

"You've obviously never done anything like this before"

"No, I cant say I have, are you going to answer my question?"

"You take all the money from the account so the transactions cant be traced. I am going to find a bank and put this into a new account, in my name. Only trouble is, I don't know where to find a bank"

"I can help you to the bank... if you want"

Lindsay smiled

"Thanks Danny"

The doors opened and revealed the lobby of the hotel. Danny picked up the bag.

"I wont run off, don't worry" he assured her.

"I never thought you would" She whispered back, her breathe tickling his neck.

They walked out the lift together, in a slight slow motion. Danny re-arranged the strap of Lindsay's duffel bag on his shoulder and glanced at her, she looked back at him. Their eyes locked for a few seconds. To anyone watching them , they looked incredibly clichéd, but they didn't care. Danny held his hand out slightly to Lindsay and she entwined her fingers in his. They walked out the building together, hand in hand.

Lindsay and Danny were sat in the bank. She had just gone through a round of questions with the manager of the bank. Apparently, places were too suspicious when young women came in with 200 million dollars.

"Miss Monroe, you understand this is a lot of money to be carrying don't you?"

"Yes, that's why I want to put it in the bank. This bank"

"Ok, we can't deny you a card. We will need clarification of identity and your parents authorization of the account. Can you do that?" A burly man asked her, sounding very patronising.

Lindsay's hand was in her pocket, her fist curled into a ball when she needed parents clarification, she didn't respond.

"Miss Monroe, you still want the account, don't you?"

Lindsay pinched herself from inside her pocket, a tear came to her eye

"Sorry, its just my parents died in a car crash last week. This is how I got this money" A few more tears fell "Is there no way to override the need for my parent's clarification?"

"Do you have a legal guardian?"

"No, the state said 'since I am over the age of 16 I don't require a legal guardian'. Is that a problem?"

"No, we will just need to fill out some more forms in order to have an clarification override"

Lindsay squeezed Danny's hand

"Thank you" she told the man, who had gone to retrieve the forms.

Danny and Lindsay walked out the bank, his arm around her waist. Lindsay was still holding her newly acquired plastic.

"You know, Danny, I could make a lot of friends with this tiny piece of plastic. It's the weirdest thing ever. This little thing here, is going to make me the most popular girl in New York"

"I know. I'm still dizzy from the fact I have my arm around a multi millionaire" He whispered the last part to reduce the chances of Lindsay getting mugged. Danny's phone began to ring.

"Damn, do you mind if I take this?"

"No, go ahead"

Danny pulled his phone out and answered it.

"Hey Stell...No, sorry I don't know where he is...I don't know, have you tried the academy? They're recruiting today and he said he would sign up...No problem...Yeah sure, I'll be there. Mind if I bring someone...Nah, she's cool...Ok, see ya later Stell...Love you too" He hung up his phone.

"Girlfriend?" Lindsay inquired.

"Best girl friend" he said slowly "You up for going out tonight?"

"With you?"

"

Yeah, along with Stell and her boyfriend"

"Oh, so you're asking me on a date"

"Yeah, Ok. I'm asking you on a date"

"well, ask me properly and you may get me this evening after all" Lindsay stood in front of him, holding his hands.

"Lindsay, will you let me take you out on a dinner date tonight?"

"Yes, I will"

"Good. I have somewhere to be right now. Here's my cell number"

He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and scribbled his number on it

"Now, I will pick you up at 6:30 tonight. What room are you in?"

"Penthouse"

"Holy..." He whispered.

"Danny?" Lindsay tried to get his attention back "What shall I wear?"

"Erm, something smart, but not too formal. I'm gonna be in a shirt, jeans and shoes. You decide what would look good against that"

"Ok, looks like I have some shopping to do" Lindsay beamed.

She kissed Danny's cheek softly

"See ya later Messer" Lindsay turned to walk off.

"Bye Montana"


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