A/N: I apologize for the ridiculous wait for this chapter. This will be the final chapter, I hope it is acceptable. LOL. If my translations are wrong I apologize, I used Google Translate and the translate section of . The English translation are noted and at the very end of the chapter. I'm sorry for any mistakes I've missed, I proofed it three times but you know when you read something you've written you read it how it is in your head. LOL.

Anyway... I hope you like it!


They had effectively been trapped in Danny's apartment for a week. Lindsay could only stand so much daytime television. She grabbed her bag and headed into the bathroom, while Danny was on the phone. She changed into a pair of jogging shorts, her sports bra with underwire, and a t-shirt. Then she deftly plaited her hair into a single french braid since it's easier to control when running. She walked back in the living room as Danny hung up.

"Where ya headed Montana?" He asked. "For a run. I'm going insane. You wanna come or do I need to see if Flack is free?" She replied teasingly. "Give me a minute to change." He groused as he walked towards his room. Lindsay stretched while she waited. Danny came out in a pair of track pants and a t-shirt. "Ready?" He asked. "Almost." She supplied as she dug around in her bag for her running armband and headphones. "AHA!" She exclaimed victoriously when she had fished them out. She slid the band up her arm then put her I.D., her debit card, and what cash she had into it. Then Lindsay quickly fired off texts to Mac and Don, telling them if she didn't go for this run she was going to kill Danny and their route. When she slid her phone in it's place she turned to Danny. "Okay, Let's go."

They both put on their running shoes and headed out. She waited patiently for him to lock up, then headed for the stairs. "You were serious about that run?" Danny groaned. She turned and looked at him innocently. "Why else would I braid my hair, Cowboy?" She teased and took off down the stairs. He grumbled and sped after her. He lagged slightly behind her so he could keep watch and so he could slyly watch her hips sway as she ran. They stopped at a crosswalk waiting on the light to change, he smiled at the decibel of her music.

They wound up at a small park after several miles of jogging. Danny sat on a bench while Lindsay went to the dome jungle gym and climbed up it. She finagled her way into one of the holes and the top and tucked her feet under a bar. Danny watched her curiously as she started doing crunches while hanging upside down. Her shirt had fallen heedlessly around her shoulders and Danny got a good look at her physique. He noticed a car drive up a small distance away in his peripheral.

Then his phone chimed with a new text. He pulled it out and saw it was from Flack. 'Hey Danno. It's just me LOL! Don't freak and rush her.' He laughed aloud when he read it and responded 'You know me too well.' He sat there thinking about his mother's phone call this morning and came to a decision. 'Hey my ma called me this morning, she wants me to come over for dinner. I think I'm gonna take Montana.' He texted Don and watched Lindsay while he waited for a response. She had climbed down from the jungle gym and moved on to the pull up bars, barely winded.

His phone chirped with an incoming message. It was Don. 'LOL! You know it!' It chirped again. 'Wait, you wanna take Monroe to meet your parents?!' It chirped once more. 'Damn, Looks like I found a new workout partner. LOL!' Danny smiled at the first message. His smile turned thoughtful at the second. He nodded to himself, certain of his decision. Then he read the third and laughed out loud. He sent a response to it. 'I think Angell would kick your ass. I've seen them run together.'

Danny looked back over at Lindsay, who had finished her pull ups and was currently holding the plank position easily. She seemed oblivious to the fact that Danny and Don were watching her, though they both knew better. When she finished her plank she moved to sit on the concrete. They both watched her curiously, as she began to move through a series of stretches, singing softly. After she finished her set she walked over to Danny. "You have a good break, Cowboy?" She smirked then continued "You ready to head back?" He laughed as he stood and stretched his back. "Yeah, let's go."

Lindsay waved at Don's car and started to jog back. She knew that they regularly chase down perps and decided to see if Danny could keep up. She took off at a full sprint and made it back to Danny's apartment building in half the time it took them to get to the park. It had taken Danny almost a full minute to realize that she had taken off, he was sidetracked thinking about what his ma was going to say. When he noticed she wasn't in front of him anymore he panicked for a moment then sped off in the direction of his place. When he got there he was panting hard and red. He bent over and placed his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. He looks up as Lindsay's phone rang.

"Monroe." "What the hell was that?! I lost you completely for awhile! You scared the hell outta me Linds!" Lindsay looked down at her shoes, her hand not holding her phone nervously playing with her braid, looking every bit a scolded child. "I'm sorry Don. I should've warned you." "Ya think?!" He snarked then asked "You run track or something? Geez." She laughed "I ran track in high school and college. When Jess and I run we do five minute miles on good days." "Jesus! Are you for real?" Don asked. "Yup" She replied popping the 'P' before hanging up.

She turned to Danny. "You okay?" She asked. He just nodded and waved a hand at her. After he stopped panting they headed upstairs. When they entered the apartment Lindsay said she was going to take a shower. While she showered Danny called his mother and told her he was bringing a guest. Then he called Mac and told him they were going out to The Island for dinner with his parents. He heard the shower turn off and he knocked on the door. "Hey Montana, We're gonna go to my folks for dinner." He told her. "Okay, Should I dress up?" She asked. "Naw" He replied. "Casual is fine."

A while later they were both ready to go. Danny wearing his favorite army green shirt, form fitting jeans,and his motorcycle boots and jacket. Lindsay was wearing a black tank top and cardigan (for propriety), dark wash form fitting hip huggers, and black low heeled boots, with her hair in loose curls. They took a taxi to the docks and rode the ferry across the bay. When they reached the island they hailed another taxi to his childhood home. As they arrived at his parents house Danny paid the cabbie. He barely had his wallet back in his pocket before his mother had descended upon them.

"Chi è? Non avete portato casa una ragazza dai tempi del liceo. Quanto grave è vero?! Hai portato a casa sua per approvazione? Non hai fatto niente di stupido tu? Lei è molto carina ma un po' magro, Beh abbiamo ' ll fix che."* She fired seemingly in one breath. Danny flushed brightly when his ma insinuated that Lindsay was pregnant, even if he didn't think she could understand. He looked shyly at her to see she was trying to hide her laughter behind her hand. "Ciao signora Messer, è un piacere conoscerti. No, signora, si comporta. Tuttavia è bello sapere che Danny non portare a casa un sacco di donne."** Lindsay greeted her in fluent Italian.

Danny stood there flabbergasted and even more embarrassed, he hadn't known she knew Italian. His mother smiled and wrapped her arm around Lindsay's shoulder, guiding her into the house. Danny followed behind them in a slight daze. "Dan, your pop is in the den." His ma called over her shoulder as she led Lindsay into the kitchen. His mother made them both a glass of iced tea and they sat at the kitchen table. "So, Montana? Is it?" She asked. Lindsay laughed and held out her hand. "Lindsay Monroe, ma'am." His mother smiled and shook her hand. "I've heard a lot about you. I wondered when he was gonna bring you by. And don't ma'am me" She laughed. "Rosalia, but you can call me Rose, or Ma." She winked and they both laughed. "So I take it Dan didn't know you spoke Italian?" Rose asked. "Lindsay laughed thinking about the look of mortification on his face. "No, but there is still a lot Danny doesn't know about me."

"Is your family Italian?" Rose wondered. "No, in my freshman year of college my roommate was a transfer student from Sicily." Lindsay laughed. "You know it's funny, all of my roommates were transfer students, although why they would want to study in Bozeman, Montana I have no idea." She paused. "The first was Rosabella, from Sicily. Then Aoife from Ireland, Marcelline from France, and Petra from Serbia." Rose laughed. "So you could give Donny a run for his money too, huh?" She asked. Lindsay just smirked.

Rose got up from the table. "Well there is still a little bit that I need to finish for dinner to be ready. So-" She started. "Can I help?" Lindsay asked. Rose smiled and they set to work. Neither noticed when Danny peeked in the doorway about twenty minutes later, watching them work seamlessly like they had been doing so forever. He smiled and went back to his dad.

Dinner passed with only a small amount of embarrassment on Danny's part. By the end of the night both of his parents were enamored with Lindsay. As the ladies cleared the table, his dad pulled him aside. "Let me give you some advice." His dad started. "Don't mess this up, you won't find another one like her." He supplied. Danny just nodded and swallowed. "If you ever need any advice, you know where me and your ma are." His dad comforted, squeezing his shoulder affectionately. When they finally left Danny and his dad shared a worried glance at each other when they saw the looks on his ma and Lindsay's faces.

They arrived back at his apartment fairly early. He walked into the kitchen and got a glass down, along with a bottle of whiskey. She walked into the kitchen. "Is your mother's smile that disconcerting?" She asked laughing. He nodded as he pour himself about three fingers then took a drink. "Alright then, make me one too." She said as she walked into the living room. She walked over to the pool table and gently brushed her fingers against the felt. "Can we play?" She asked him. "Sure, and I'll even go easy on ya." He smirked as he handed her her drink. He walked over and racked the balls while she took a drink and picked a cue. "Ya wanna break Montana?" He asked with a smirk. She shrugged and set up her shot. "If you insist." She replied as she broke the triangle apart.

They played and drank for a few hours, as they played Lindsay got progressively better. At least that's what Danny thought, she really just stopped trying to hide how well she played. They were on the last game since they had finished the full liter of whiskey. Lindsay had worked herself into a corner. "There's no way you're gonna make this shot too, Montana." Danny crowed. She smirked up at him from her positioned spot over the table. "A Benjamin says I do." She challenged, then effortlessly sank the shot. She saunters over to him. "You owe me a hundred bucks." He flushed, slightly from the alcohol and slightly due to her proximity. "uh, ya know what, I - uh- you're gonna have to wait til payday." He stuttered out, not quite meeting her eyes. "No." She said sharply and his eyes snapped to hers. "You either pay me now or come up with something better." She enticed.

Danny's mind went blank for about half a second then half a dozen thoughts ran through his head at once. Instead of thinking about it too much he impulsively leaned forward and captured her mouth in a heated kiss. She responded feverishly, sliding her cardigan off then wrapping her arms around his neck, her hands gripping his hair. He pulled her closer as she tugged softly on his hair causing him to moan into the kiss. He swiftly picked her up, surprising her and causing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Turning he sat her down on the pool table and he slid his hands slowly down her sides.

He ghosted his fingertips across the skin of her lower back and stomach that had become exposed. Lindsay giggled and nipped his lower lip. His grip on her tightened reflexively and brought her closer. She darted her fingers under his shirt and ran her fingernails up his chest slowly, pulling his shirt up as she went. When his shirt was up to his neck Lindsay carefully removed his glasses and set them aside. She pulled his shirt from his body and dropped it unceremoniously on the floor. He looked at her with a feral grin, taking in her slightly swollen lips and flushed skin. Danny slid his hands from her hips to the hem of her tank, tracing it with feather light caresses. She shivered and squirmed against him.

He easily slipped his hands under the material and pushed it roughly up, exposing her trim stomach then up over her breasts. He smirked as her silky black bra came into view as he removed the tank and wrapped her arms back around his neck. He leaned back in to kiss her voraciously. She responded in kind giving into the heat building in her stomach, mewling softly as he shifted closer and their chests connected. Danny slowly started trailing hot open-mouthed kisses down the column of her throat. He nipped his way back up the other side biting softly on the crook of her neck. Lindsay moaned and lightly ran her nails across his shoulders. When his teeth grazed her carotid she dug her nails in as she hissed in pleasure. He smiled softly against her skin and bit down a little harder, though not fully prepared for her reaction. She arched into him, causing her hips to grind into his. They both moaned at the pressure.

He then made his way down her chest, nipping and kissing the entire time. When he reached her the cups of her bra, he licked a trail along the edge of the cups looking up at her as he gently blew against the saliva cooling it down. She shivered and bit her lip. His fingers ghosted around her rib cage as he unhooked her bra. She irrationally covered herself as he removed it. He tossed it over his shoulder and gently asked. "Okay?" She nodded as her cheeks blazed with embarrassment. He smiled softly and slowly pried her arms away from her chest. "You don't have to hide, it's just me and you. And you don't have to worry about feeling weird okay? I'm nervous too." He told her quietly, then kissed her gently. She deepened the kiss and he let her take the lead , setting the pace.

She started trailing kisses from his ear, sucking softly on the lobe before nipping it smartly, then trailed her way down his neck. When she reached his collar bone she gave one hard pull against it then continued on her way. He groaned and drug his nails lightly across her ribs making her shudder against him. In retaliation she nips sharply on his nipple before licking it soothingly. He growled under his breath and shivered at the pulse of heat that speared straight to his groin. He slid one hand up her back and into her hair, pulling softly making her lean back. She mewled and stared up at him, nibbling her lip nervously. Danny swallowed hard at how innocent she looked, then swooped in kissing her hard causing her to gasp. He plundered her mouth, leaving no crevice untouched. She groaned and pushed her hips against him. He slid his hand that was resting on her rib cage around her chest and caressed the underside of her breast.

She shifted against him, her back curving as she tried to remain in the lip lock but trying to shift more of her breast into his reach. She mewled lightly in disapproval as he pulled away. He grinned and knelt down so he was eye level with her chest. He barely grazed his fingertips across her nipples before tweaking them lightly. She moaned and tried to move closer. He stilled her movement by grasping her hip tightly and pulling the tip of her pert breast into his mouth, teasing the nipple until she started squirming. He squeezed her hip in reprimand and moved to the other breast, repeating the process. "Dan…" She moaned out. He wasn't sure his name had ever sounded better than it did as her breathless plea. He pulled back panting softly and his hands made their way to her belt.

He looked up at her from his position knelt between her thighs and grinned at her flushed countenance, plumped lips and ragged breathing. He paused momentarily stunned by just how beautiful she really is and how incredibly lucky he is to be here with her. She mistook his pause as hesitance. She looked down at him from under her lashes as he looked up at her. He smiled toothily as she wiggled her hips. He sprung into action undoing her belt and pushing the sides away so he could unbutton her jeans. When he was done he stood up so he could help her remove them. He patted her butt and she laughed as she put her hands on the edge of the table for balance, lifting her hips as he pulled her jeans down her hips.

Danny groaned loudly when he saw the black lace panties she wore came into view. As he struggled a little when he was trying to pull her jeans from her thighs she laughed down at him. He was looking at her legs as she laughed, when he managed to get them down, he pulled roughly on them pulling them completely off and causing her to lose her precarious balance. He chuckled when she tipped backwards onto her back on the felt.

Before she had a chance to sit back up he had planted himself back between her thighs. He kissed his way up the left and blew softly on her damp panties as he made his way down the right. She whined softly when he moved away. He surprised her and pressed his nose against her pubic mound and took a deep breath, taking in her alluring scent. Danny moaned softly and ran his tongue against her through the lace. She jerked slightly in shock. She wasn't as experienced as she acted, she wasn't a virgin but no one had ever done that for her before. She shifted her hips, allowing them to open more so he could have better access.

He smiled when he felt her jerk, then pressed his tongue firmly against her and drug it up. He quickly pulled her panties off and stuffed them in his pocket. He was mildly surprised that she was clean shaven, only because he assumed she wouldn't be. His amazement didn't last long though as he couldn't wait to taste her. He dipped his head at the same time as she lifted herself up on her elbows. Only to drop back against the table when he looked up at her from his nestled spot, taking a long slow lick up her outer lips. Her head thunked on the felt as she groaned softly. He parted her outer lips and lavished her with strokes, varying in length and pressure, from her perineum to her clit. Dipping his tongue briefly into her vaginal canal as he teased.

She mewled softly under his ministrations, but soon began to squirm trying to create more friction or penetration. He obliged her sliding his middle finger teasingly around her clit and entrance before pressing into her. On instinct she tensed momentarily then allowed him passage. He stroked her in slow pattern until she began to move against his hand. He added a second finger hoping to help stretch her muscles. He's not conceited or anything, well maybe a little, but he knew she was too tight to take him easily unless he helped her first. When she groaned and ground against his hand, while reaching for him he felt her muscles begin to tighten. He shifted his angle slightly as she leaned up to kiss him, making her gasp loudly.

Lindsay didn't know that just someone else's fingers could feel better than hers ever had. She pulled him to her and kissed him roughly, gripping his shoulders. She could feel her orgasm approaching and trailed her hand down Danny's chest and over the very prominent bulge in his jeans. He leaned into her touch as she slid her hand into his waistband, momentarily distracting him from what he was doing. He growled as she nipped his lower lip and tried to wriggle her hand further into his jeans. He pulled her hand away and grabbed her wrist moving it to touch her other, grabbing them both and leaning her back over the table he pinned her hands to the felt. He resumed the thrusts of his fingers in her, adding a third easily, and sped up his movement. He watched her panting against his pool table with a sense of awe, until she whined as she ground roughly against his hand.

He increased the pressure he was applying and was rewarded by a long moan and the clench of her vaginal walls. He let go of her hands and saw she was too far gone to move them. He crouched down mouth level with her clit and sucked lightly. She moaned loudly and arched her hips, knowing she was close he used his other hand to quickly but firmly rub tight circles against her. He felt her walls clamp down on his hand a moment before she bucked hard against his hand, crying out in bliss.

He didn't try to remove his hand from her until her orgasm had completely passed, afraid he would hurt her because she had clenched down on him like a vice. She lay there panting in the afterglow for what felt like an eternity to both of them. She lifted herself up to look at him. He grinned down at her and she realized he was still in his jeans. 'He has to be uncomfortable' She thought hazily. When she made to sit up he stopped her. "Where ya think you're going Montana?" He asked. When she reached for his belt he quirked an eyebrow. "You have to be uncomfortable." She said. He shrugged. "A little but it's so worth it." He quipped. She flushed and he laughed. She leaned forward and kissed him, he smirked when she pulled away and asked. "Is that really what I taste like?" He grinned from ear to ear. "You mean fan-fucking-tastic? Then hell yeah." He replied then he kissed her again slowly. She moaned softly and slid her hands across his chest.

She shifted so he was trapped in her thighs. He growled against her lips as he felt her heat through his jeans. He pulled back from the kiss when her hands snuck down and unfastened his belt and the button on his jeans. "Hold on." He said as he made a beeline for his room, where he hastily reached into his nightstand, grabbing a handful of condoms in his haste. When he came back into the room she was lounging lazily back on the table, lightly caressing her breasts. He groaned at the sight alerting her of his return. He sidled up to the table, unceremoniously dropping the condoms on the felt, and his hands took the place of hers. She mewled softly and leaned into him.

Her hands began to wander as he reignited the fire in her belly, one hand still focused on her breast while the other moved south. He latched his mouth to the crook of her neck sucking deeply, not caring if he left a mark. She bucked against him and her hands moved back to his pants. She tried to focus so she could get his zipper down. It took her several tries before accomplishing her goal, but she finally got it down. She crowed triumphantly and he chuckled. She slid her hands into the waistband and grabbed his ass, pulling her closer to him. They both groaned at the friction of his jeans against them. She began pushing them over his hips and he stepped back so he could remove them all the way.

He stood there in just his boxer briefs as she took him in. Unusually self-conscious Danny moved back between her thighs. She wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him in. 'Gawd' He thought. 'I haven't felt like this since high school.' He ground against her warm heat, the head of cock lined up perfectly against her clit and they both groaned loudly. "Danny…" She panted. "...Please…" He buried his face in her neck trying to stave off his coming to soon. He actually felt like a teenager all over again, especially when her dainty, damp. hand slid into his underwear and started stroking him firmly. It took him a second to realize that she had gathered a handful of her wetness on her hand before touching him. He allowed her to please him with her hand for only a moment then leaned away from her touch.

"Montana, if you keep that up I won't last." He rasped. As he slid his boxers off her eyes widened adorably, even with her hand around him albeit slightly awkwardly, she hadn't been able to tell his full size. He wasn't overly large, her best estimate was roughly seven inches. She knew from Cosmo and listening to other women talk that average was about five and a half to six inches. She licked her lips and swallowed, causing his penis to twitch in response. She scooted toward the edge of the table intent on getting down. He smirked knowing what she wanted, so he pinned her against the lip with his hips. "Later Montana, we have plenty of time for that. Right now I wanna feel you." He rasped into her ear and ground his hips to reiterate his point. They both moaned at the naked contact.

He helped her back up onto the table. "Hopefully." He joked. "This pool table can withstand a beating." She bit her lip at the thought of him taking her hard against it. He looked at her for a moment before asking. "Are you sure you want this? It's not too late to stop." He had to be sure. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him flush against her. She tilted his head to the side slightly and nipped the hollow behind his ear. "I am very certain that if you don't get up on this table and fuck me, I will take care of it myself." She whispered throatily in said ear. He gulped and closed his eyes trying to hold onto his dignity. She laid back against the table and her hands wandered idly over her body.

Danny opened his eyes at the same time as she slid two fingers into herself. He let out a strangled moan and grabbed a condom. He ripped it open and quickly rolled it on, before lightly hopping up onto the table. He positioned himself over her and pulled her hand away. He brought it up to his mouth and looked her in the eyes as he sucked and licked her fingers clean. "Mmm...Gawd Montana...You taste amazing." He rumbled out. She flushed and moaned. He leaned forward and kissed her thoroughly and his hand danced over her body. She slid her hand between them, getting a little impatient, and wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave a light squeeze. He groaned and instinctively thrust into her hand. Then he grabbed her hand. "Alright, Alright." He shifted so he was lined up with her entrance and slowly guided himself into her.

When he was fully sheathed in her warmth they both let out deep rooted moans of appreciation. He stayed still for a minute letting them both savor the feeling of being connected. She finally grew impatient and pushed her hips against his. They both moaned. Danny took the hint and started a pace of slow deep thrusts, pulling almost all the way out before sliding home again and nestling his head against her cervix. After a moment Lindsay matched him thrust for thrust. Neither of them knew how long they could hold out, they had both dreamt of this moment, of course real life is infinitely better. He switched to a shallower and faster pattern. Lindsay dug her heels into his lower back, not painfully so but enough to spur him on, as she got closer to completion. Danny felt her body tensing and muscles tightening. He shifted them a little and drove into her with hard long thrusts hoping to have her finish first.

They were both panting hard, and covered in a sheen of sweat. She could tell she was close and upon their meeting she ground her hip against his pelvis, the extra friction causing her to cry out. He leaned his head against her neck. "Gawd Montana, I knew you were gonna feel good but fuck." He ground out. She drug her nails down his back in response, unable to verbalize her thoughts. He understood though and after a few particularly hard thrusts he felt the beginnings of her orgasm rip through her. She nuzzled his neck briefly and as he struck hard just right in her, she sank her teeth into shoulder as her body seemed to convulse with the strength of her orgasm. Danny growled loudly when she sank her teeth into his shoulder right before her orgasm tore through her. He can't think of anyone who had ever come so hard for him, then his mind goes blank as his orgasm comes, like a freight train. He groans and buries his face into her neck as he rides it out.

Some time later he realizes he's still buried snugly in her, and she's softly running her fingers through his hair. "MMM…" He nuzzles her neck. "How ya doin'?" He jokes. She laughs. He shifts to pull out. She whines. "Cowboy…" Not wanting to lose the contact. He smiles down at her. "I know hun, but I gotta get rid of this. We don't want it to fall off." She groans and pouts while he gets up to dispose of the used prophylactic. She starts to doze by the time he comes back to the pool table. When he reaches to table with arms laden with pillows and a blanket he sees that she has started to fall asleep. He gently lifts her head and positions a pillow under it. Then he spreads the blanket over her before crawling up himself. He scoots close and smiles when she turns and buries herself into his side. He lightly kisses her forehead and lays back on his pillow and slowly drifts off into post-coital sleep.

Danny wakes up first, and checks his phone and sees a text from Mac. 'Annalyssa is no longer a threat.' He grins and snuggles back into Lindsay, going back to sleep.

*Who is this? You have not brought home a girl since high school. How serious is it?! You brought her home for approval? You did not do anything stupid you? She is very pretty but a bit skinny, Well we'll fix that.

**Hello Ms. Messer, it is a pleasure to meet you. No, Ma'am, he behaves. However it is nice to know that Danny does not bring home a lot of women.