Hey, just to let you know the rating has changed to an M for the last bit of this chapter. I am by no means confident in my ability to write such scenarios but I have given it a go and I hope it's not too awful :P

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Season 2 Episode 21

"Enough with the dumbass, Blake! The clothes you were wearing last night are being tested for gunshot residue. You were at the scene! You're wasting our time!" Lindsay exclaimed before standing up and rushing out of the interrogation room.

Danny looked helplessly between the suspect and the door Lindsay had just exited through. "Blake, sit tight for a while, alright? Reconsider your answer!" he glared at the suspect before following Lindsay out the door. He jogged slightly to catch up with her further along the corridor. "Montana! What's up? This guys about to fold, ease up!" he suggested gently as he reached out to touch her arm.

Lindsay looked up at him, pulling her arm away. "You know what, Danny? Maybe you should just handle this case by yourself, okay?"

Danny's expression softened as he saw in her eyes the real reason for her uncharacteristic behaviour. "Mac's handling Stella's situation. All right? If he needs us, he'll let us know. But until then…" he placed his hands on her shoulders.

"I just wish there was something we could do to help!"

"You know what Stella would say!" he smirked. "What we could do to help the most is close this Russo case. Alright?"

"Yes!" Lindsay nodded meekly. "I'm sorry, it just so hard to believe. I mean Stella being attacked. She's just so strong and independent and Frankie always seemed like such a nice guy. I just can't believe it, it doesn't seem real!"

"I know Linds…I know!" Danny soothed as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed the crown of her head. "Now what do you say we go and wrap this up?"

"Sounds like a plan!" she smiled.

"Oh and by the way, you're incredibly sexy when you're all fired up!"

"Danny!"

Season 2 Episode 22

"Montana!" Danny exclaimed as he pointed out to the New York Sky Line. "See a view like this? Hah? Beats the wheat fields, no?"

Lindsay looked at him sceptically, "Have you ever even seen a wheat field?" she asked turning on her heel and returning to the crime scene.

"What's to see? It's just wheat!" he retorted.

Lindsay shook her head and rolled her eyes. "If you'd ever seen one you wouldn't be saying that!" Danny looked at her, thoroughly unconvinced. "Trust me!" she continued. "I will take you one day and you'll wonder how you ever doubted me!"

Danny looked at her, momentarily stunned, unsure if she was saying what he was hearing. "You've thought about taking me to Montana?"

"Yeah…I guess so!" she replied shyly. "I mean I've seen your world, where you grew up, it would be nice if you could see mine, I mean someday!"

"Is it hard not living in Montana anymore? I mean not being close to your parents?"

"Yeah, it is. But I needed to get out of there, I needed to spread my wings, I wanted the thrill and the adventure. I love New York, I don't regret coming here at all. But I guess she just goes to show," she gestured to the victim that lay between them, "that not everyone is so lucky. New York doesn't always provide the happiness and freedom that we dream of."

Later that evening, once Lindsay had gotten home from visiting the victims murderer she was trying to relax by running herself a warm bath when her cell phone rang. She picked it up, smiling when she saw a goofy picture of Danny smiling back at her.

"Hey!" she answered.

"Hey Montana, how are you?"

"I'm fine"

"Honest answer…."

"I'm okay I guess"

"You did well today Montana, you should be proud of yourself."

"Danny…I really don't want to talk about it at the minute, do you mind?"

"No of course not…"

"You know I think even Sid is onto us!"

"What do you mean?"

"Today in autopsy I mentioned something about thinking you called me Montana because I'm a 49ers fan and he suggested you called me it because you have a crush on me…"

"And what did you say?"

"Nothing, I just smiled and walked away."

"Cause he's right you know? Well that's why I called you it at the start. It annoyed you to begin with, pull the piggy tales of the girl you like and all that. But I wouldn't't say I have a crush on you anymore, it's gone far beyond that!"

"Do you think everyone at work knows?"

"Mac does but he's not saying anything."

"I guess it's not in his nature to say anything. Danny…"

"Yes?"

"Are you happy with the way things are? I mean we've been seeing each other or dating or whatever for the past four months and well…."

"Are you trying to ask am I okay with the fact that we've still only really kissed?"

"Yes…I feel like I'm acting like a shy teenager not letting it go any further."

"Lindsay, how many times do I have to tell you?" he laughed. "I don't mind. I understand you have your reservations; you have your boundaries and your personal comfort levels, I am happy to go at whatever pace you want."

"Thank you!"

"Linds…." He began softly. "What happened?"

"I don't want to do this over the phone. I want to tell you face to face. It's just hard…can you come over?"

"Sure…" he answered softly. "I'll be there in twenty minutes."

Right on cue Danny knocked on the door. Lindsay answered it, standing on tiptoe to kiss his lips lightly before turning on her heel and allowing him to follow her into the sitting room.

The pair sat on the couch, Danny and one end and Lindsay at the other, her feet curled up below her as she faced him.

"You okay?" Danny asked softly, reaching out and taking her hand.

She nodded wordlessly. "I'm sorry I didn't't tell you any of this sooner, I really am. I told you before that my last boyfriend I had been dating for four years?" Danny nodded, his eyes locked on hers as he listened intently. "Well, it turned out that he wasn't the nice sweet guy I thought I was dating. I found out that while we'd been dating he had drugged and raped at least four young girls. When I found out I felt sick. I couldn't't believe it. I had been sharing a bed with a rapist and I didn't even know. I felt so guilty, so used I just didn't't know…."

"Hey….it's okay!" Danny soothed.

"I mean I'm not some freaky 27 year old virgin or anything, but my parents brought me up to believe that sex is special. I never was that girl who slept around, that just wasn't me. But I lost my virginity to him and then he betrayed me. It might sound stupid, but that's why I'm reluctant to enter into a physical relationship, last time I did I trusted him with all my heart and I was betrayed and not only that he really wasn't the guy I thought he was."

Danny looked at her, his heart breaking as he saw the hurt in her eyes. He had to mentally stop himself from tearing up. "Did he ever…did he ever try and ra…" he found himself unable to finish, unable to ask the question in fear of the answer he might get"

"No, he never did,"

"Oh thank God!" he exclaimed as he reached forward and pulled her into an embrace. "I understand Linds…I'm not going to push you into anything!" he whispered.

Season 2 Episode 24

"Linds…do you still want a ride home?" Danny asked as they stood in the hall way of the hospital. It had been agreed that Mac and Stella would stay to check on Flack.

"Yes please!" she smiled as she gestured her goodbyes to her colleagues before turning on her heel and leading Danny out through the double doors. As they walked into another corridor she turned to face Danny. "Are you sure this is the way we came in?" she asked. However Danny hadn't seen her stop and turn and as a result he walked straight into her.

"Oooh Sorry…" he began raising his hand to touch the cut on her head. "Did I…"

"No, it's fine…" Lindsay replied with a smile. He smiled back at her in return allowing his hands to slide away from her forehead, his fingers tangling momentarily in her hair.

"You should really put something on that!" he said obviously concerned.

Lindsay smiled up at him, "Back home they say its better just to let it breathe…"

The pair stood for a moment in silence, just looking into one another's eyes, before Lindsay stood on tip toe and pressed her lips against his. Gently at first, before she realized just how much she really wanted this. Her hand moved up to the back of his head, gently pulling him closer to her as she deepened the kiss. As she pulled away Danny looked at her momentarily shocked.

"Wow…" he smiled. She looked up at him, nervously biting her lip. "Kiss a guy like that and you'll give him ideas!" he laughed.

"Maybe I want to give one guy in particular ideas…"

"What? Who?" he smirked.

"Oh just this guy I know, amazing blue eyes, pretty decent biceps, these really sexy glasses…"

"You think my glasses are sexy?"

"Damn straight!" she smirked. "Now come on, we can't continue to make out in a hospital corridor."

"But we're not making out!"

"Yet…come on we can continue this conversation at my place."

"So you were saying!" Danny smirked as he followed her into her apartment.

"Shut up for a minute!" Lindsay responded as she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the sitting room. She pushed him down onto the couch before sitting on his lap and kissing him forcefully. As her hands tangled in his hair her tongue began pressing against his lips, begging for entrance.

"Whoa…" Danny began, placing his hands on her head and pulling her gently away so he could look in her eyes. "Don't get me wrong, I'm loving this, but I want to know, what's brought all this on?"

"I don't know. I mean I guess today, seeing you being all concerned when I'd cut my head. In front of all our friends, you were the Danny Messer that I see; you weren't the Danny Messer that you tend to be to the rest of the world. You were letting your soft side out I liked that. And then everything with Flack, it makes you realize how short life is…"

"Lindsay….I'll always care about you, you know that? And I don't care who sees. You're special to me, I mean that!"

"You're special to me too!" she smiled she he kissed her softly allowing his hands to snake round her back, holding her in position as their tongues began an epic battle for dominance. Her hands raked through his hair, playing with the hairs on the nape of his neck as she moved her body ever closer to his.

"Linds…" Danny began somewhat breathlessly. "Slow down…we're about to enter dangerous territory."

"Sorry…" she responded, pulling back, feeling bad.

"Hey, hey I didn't say to stop!" he smiled.

"I know, I just feel bad, I'm getting you all riled up and I'm not willing to well you know…"

"And that's fine, honestly. All I was saying was to slow it down a bit. I'm perfectly fine with waiting until you're ready it just becomes a lot more difficult when you're pressing your body against mine….but I don't mind going home a little frustrated if it means I get to make out with you!" he smirked.

"You don't have to go home…" she whispered. "You could stay here….I might not be ready for the whole sex thing but I can think of another way to relieve that frustration of yours!"

"Oh, really?" he asked, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"Mmmhmm…" she nodded, standing up and reaching for his hand before leading him into her bedroom. Somewhat uncharacteristically she pushed him onto the bed before climbing on top of him and pressing her lips to his. Danny groaned as he felt her small hands reach beneath the hem of his T-shirt and begin massaging torso. She pushed the material of his shirt up his body, finally breaking the kiss to allow him to fully remove it. She stared for a moment at his toned torso. She knew he worked out, that he was in good shape, but she had never expected him to be so…hot!

She began to kiss along his jaw line, working slowing down his body. Her movements became slower, more deliberate as she got closer to the waistband of his jeans. Danny could feel his jeans becoming uncomfortably tight. It wasn't just her actions, but this whole new, different side of Lindsay that was turning him on.

As her hands reached for the button of his jeans she paused and looked up at him, "Are you sure you're okay with this?" she asked. "I mean I'm basically going to strip you naked and I'm giving nothing up in return."

"You pick your moments Montana!" Danny said, his voice somewhat strained. "If you're comfortable with this so am I!"

She smiled at him, a wicked glint in her eye as she unfastened the offending button and slid his jeans partly down his legs. Her hands fiddled with the waistline of his boxers, his erection now clearly evident. Danny groaned in anticipation his hips thrusting slightly toward her. In one swift movement she slid her hand inside his boxers and allowed her fingers to dance along his hardened member. He moaned at the sensation. "Gawd Lindsay….quit teasing me!"

She giggled, enjoying the power she had over him in that moment. Her hand clasped around his length as she began moving it in slow and deliberate movements. Danny closed his eyes, biting his lip to prevent himself from moaning. His eyes opened suddenly as she stopped. However before he could question her actions he felt his boxers being removed and her small delicate hand being replaced by her mouth. "Lindsay…Oh My Gawd…" he moaned as he felt the warmth of her tongue running along his length. He looked down and saw her head bobbing, he couldn't deny it, and she knew what she was doing. His head fell back to the pillow as he fought with all his might to prevent himself from moaning out loud. He could feel her tongue flicking against his tip, she was doing everything right, and he was moving closer and closer to the edge. As he felt the warmth of her breath against his balls he could no longer contain himself. He cried out in ecstasy. "Linds…babe…stop I'm gonna...Oh Gawd!"

She got the hint as her mouth was once again replaced by her hand. She began pumping him, "Faster Linds!" he moaned. She obeyed his wishes, smiling almost wickedly as she pushed him further and further before he finally hit his release. She watched him as he slowly recovered, and got his breath back. "Oh my Gawd Lindsay that was amazing…you're amazing!" he sighed breathlessly.

Okay, So Pretty Please Let me know what you think...I hope that last senario came accross in the way I intended it, as I said I'm not exactly a pro at writing those kind of scene.

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