A/N: Only Stella & Adam left. Adam's voice still isn't speaking up. Guess he's just being shy. Anyway Flack's voice seemed to come easily, but he mostly seemed to want to talk to Lindsey instead of the both of them.

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I almost never thought I'd see the day my man Messer fell for someone. His bad boy swagger didn't usually attract the kind of girl that you take home to mama. I knew he was a cream puff under that exterior street smart crust. I'm among the few who knows. I thought it might have been Aiden who would get to him eventually, but she was a little too crusty NYC as well. Believe it or not it took a country girl.

You know, early on I had considered making a play for her. Something subtle. Work her up to it. But Messer had one advantage I never considered. A desk across from her. He got to see her daily. I'd run into her 2-3 times a week on crime scenes or when I came to the lab to pester someone for results. Slowly, I noticed looks between the two of you. So I backed off.

Linds, when you went undercover I really thought I was going to have to have someone sedate Danny, but he was the first one out of that van charging to your rescue. I never really thought to see Messer as a knight in shining armor, but that day he was trying to be your knight. Then shortly after that you almost broke his heart. I heard all about the "It's not you, it's me" when he got drunk. I tried to convince him to step back a little. Give you some room. Just take the work partner role for a while. Then you broke down on a crime scene and in the morgue. Rumors reach me and any homicide detective worth his salt knows how to listen to gossip.

Danno, I started to tell you about what I was hearing about Lindsey breaking down, but I figured the grapevine would get to you. But apparently it didn't. I did a search in the system. Lindsey's name came up as a victim in a cold case mass murder from Montana. I didn't tell anyone. I was kind of embarrassed that I'd been checking up on her. After she came back from the trial the both of you were looking happier. And to be honest Danno, I saw the ticket stub in the trash one night when were playing pool. I didn't say anything. I knew you'd tell me when you were ready.

Slowly Lindsey became my best friend's girl. We'd be at Sullivan's and she'd join us after she finished her shift. You'd always leave together. I'd never say anything. Okay, so I might harass Danny about it, but what you have is golden. I really hope the two of you stick.

Oh, and BTW I'm never playing pool at Messer's place again. Monroe, what were you thinking?