AN: alright boys and girls, I'm back again….after finishing my homework today I had an urge to write and suddenly the ideas were pouring out. So here you have the next portion of The Day I Met Him.

Warnings: OOC, but hey it's fanficiton, **THEDAYIMETHIM** is my page break. Minor Language. And if my motorcycle facts or anything else for that matter is off…I apologize.

Disclaimer: This is not now nor will it ever be mine. Any songs, recognizable characters, places, or any combination of the 3, I can not lay claim too. Other than that, please sit back and enjoy.

**THEDAYIMETHIM**

Montana

"Can someone please fill me in here?"

I opened my mouth but closed it again as Maggie once again took the floor.

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I watched Danny's reactions as Maggie went over her thought process; the most prominent of his emotions being confusion. She ended her speech after explaining my Freudian slip.

"I still don't understand what's going on here." Danny had his arms out and shoulders shrugged, clearly frustrated that he had no idea what was happening.

Maggie laughed, "Sexual tension Mr. Messer," she began, "can make for the most awkward situations."

I swear she winked at him there, but she'll deny it.

"And Miss Monroe," she addressed me; I raised my eyebrows in response, "think before you speak. See you tomorrow." And with that she was gone, not as much as a backwards glance.

There was a minor awkward silence before Danny cracked a grin and joked; "So, Freudian slip, eh Montana?"

I had the perfect comment in mind but as soon as my brain processed his last word I paused, raised an eyebrow and questioned; "Montana?"

He chuckled, "Yeah," a pause and I gestured for him to continue. "You don't act like a New Yorker and I needed a way to store your number inconspicuously."

He ducked his head as I stared, mouth gaping. "B…but Montana?" I managed after doing my impression of a fish.
I could swear there was a blush creeping up his neck, "yeah, I found that interesting, never met a true country girl before."

I laughed, this conversation was unreal, and yet, I loved it. I was tired of a seemingly mundane life.

"So how does that keep people from knowing it's me in your phone?" I asked, not noticing that we were slowly moving closer.

He had me pinned under his gaze, a hand on each hip and he kissed me softly.

"How Danny?" I pushed, nervous at our proximity and his avoiding of my question.

He sighed, stepping back slightly, hands still on my hips. "When Flack asked, I told him it was Becca."

Boom! Oh boy did that stop the moment right in its tracks. I backed out of his grasp quickly; Danny looked shocked and confused, as if no one had pulled away from his charm before.

"I…I Just remembered I'm late for a meeting." With that I skittered from the room, bumping my desk on the way out.

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I heard one strangled "Lindsay." From the classroom as I dashed away, and now I sat in my living room once more, contemplating what the hell I was thinking. This was Donnie's best friend; this was the man supposedly seeing my best friend. Could I really tear that apart?

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Considering that was less than a week ago and I'm currently on the back of a motorcycle headed for some secluded place in upstate New York, I guess I can tear it apart. Granted Becca's back in Bozeman for a few days and Donnie's off playing hero on some huge case. I know I covered all the bases, but I still felt I'd forgotten something. And then it hit me, like the constant rush of air on my body.

"Danny!" I hollered into his ear from my position of holding-on-for-dear-life.

He nodded his head slightly to show that he heard me. "Where did you tell Don you'd be this weekend?" I caught a glimpse of his grin in the mirror but got distracted as he veered off to the right.

Moments later we were parked at a scenic over look detaching our helmets from our heads.

"Montana." He called out to me.

"I asked where you told Don you were going." I repeated assuming he hadn't heard me.

I was facing the view at this point and he wrapped his arms around me, head on my shoulder.

"And I told you," He replied, "Montana."

I whipped around in his grasp, knocking myself slightly off balance.

"With Becca!" I exclaimed.

His eyes widened, "Becca's in Montana?" His expression hopeful that I was just kidding.

"Becca's in Bozeman." I replied slightly hysterical.

He released a muffled "shit" and met my eyes, wondering what the next move was.

My how the plot does twist.

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AN: and there you have it. So what will happen, will they get found out, will they pull it off? Find out next time on The Day I Met Him (yes that was cheesy, I'm aware.) I enjoyed saying Becca and Bozeman together all the time, one of the simple things in life that amuses me. And the Boom! Was a tribute to Danny seeing as he says it all the time.

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