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So… the next chapter….

BANG!

The shots rang through the building as everyone inside and out dived for cover. Three shots in total were heard by all, accompanied by the sound of breaking glass and then the screech of tires spinning against the road as a car sped off down the street.

For a split second there was silence; a rare quality to be found in any NY PD building, but there it was nonetheless.

But the noise quickly returned to the echoing corridors. Dozens of police officers either ran outside to find the shooter or called into control over the radio to get back up and EMTs on the scene.

Once it was clear the danger had passed, everybody else was soon back on their feet as they looked around in bewilderment. Outside on the street were new tire tracks burnt into the road directly outside the building. Uniforms tried to protect this fresh evidence as the gathered press started taking pictures.

Two of the glass entrance doors were shattered with glass showered over the people around, some with minor cuts but nothing too serious.

Inside, near to where two CSIs and a detective had stood moments before, three bullet holes marked the wall.


"Can somebody please tell me what is going on?" a worried Lindsay shouted through the door. "I'm not stupid you know, I heard those shots too, what the hell's going on? Was anybody hurt? That's all I wanna know!"

A uniform popped her head around the door to the interrogation room. Lindsay had been brought back from the precinct cells to the crime lab interrogation rooms so she could identify some of the jewelery found on the murdered Vic.

"Sorry, Monroe, we're just a bit busy at the moment, there's a bit of a situation here, I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Thank goodness, someone's here at last! Christine, can you just tell me is anyone hurt? Is Danny hurt?"

"I don't know at the moment, I'm gonna have to go", and she attempted to close the door but-

"No you don't," came a voice form behind the officer.

"Oh hey, you're here…hang on, what are you doing? Have you got authorisation to…?"

"I won't be a minute!" said Danny as he grinned back at the officer, and then swerved around the semi open door and into the interrogation room.

Lindsay was at the table leaning her hands in her palms. "Well, can you at least tell Messer that if he doesn't get his ass down here soon I'll…"

"Yes?" Danny grinned. "What exactly will you do?"

Lindsay smiled like a little school girl when she heard his voice but didn't remove her hands form her eyes. "I'll kick him into the middle of next week!"

"I'd pay to see that!"

Lindsay at last uncovered and opened her eyes.

"Oh my, Danny, you're hurt." She ran over to him as her playful smile faded, placing her hands gently on his cheeks and tenderly kissing his slowly blackening eye.

"Oh that…that's nothing, just some damn stupid journalist knocked me over is all. Nothing to do with the shooting."

"The shooting? You were there? I heard some noises but I couldn't be sure…"

"Yeah, looks like some crazy idiot fired some shots at random into the Lobby. Nobody got hit, thank God, it could have been bad Linds. But anyway, how's you doing in here, they looking after you right?"

"Can't complain…well I could, but would it get me anywhere?" She asked chuckling, causing a smile to appear on Danny's face also.

"Probably not honey, I'm sorry….were working on it though," he said drawing her into a hug and kissing her lightly on her forehead

"I know you are Dan, I just wish you were working through it a bit quicker." There was a pause as each just enjoyed being so close to the other, and Lindsay decided to go for it. She remained in his embrace as she leant back so she could look into his eyes. "Hey Danny…I need to tell you something, something important."

He kissed the top of her head again, just savouring her presence. He needed to be gone really. The shooting added another high profile case to their workload, and Mac had just announced they were going to be working 'round the clock'. Danny had only been able to slip away for a few minutes.

"Lindsay, honey, can it wait? We can talk later its just I really need to be heading back to the lab."

"Oh, ok yeah sure," Lindsay recoiled from him, "if that's what you want."

Danny didn't want to go though this again, hurt her again. "Hey, no Linds, I wanna talk…"

"Oh really, like we've been communicating so well these last couple of weeks," annoyance clear in her voice.

"Come on, I thought we were over that."

"Easy for you to say. You're not cooped up in some little cell 24/7. You're not waiting constantly for your boyfriend to come and visit, and when he does eventually come, he stays for all of five minutes and can't leave fast enough."

"Hey, this is not my fault okay honey, I'm trying to get you out of here."

"And you couldn't spare five minutes for me?"

"And you don't think I've tried! This isn't the first time I've come down here, you've been asleep the other times is all. I didn't want to wake you. Come on Linds, let's not argue, not now." Danny said this all in a soothing voice, gently stroking her hair, trying to control the situation before it got out of hand.

"Fine just go," said Lindsay, closing her eyes and sitting down, leaning her head against the wall.

"We alright?"

"Yeah, of course."

"I don't believe you."

"Well why did you bother asking then?" Lindsay was trying to control her emotions but they were all coming out onto Danny, good and bad. She was getting frustrated all pent up in this cell, with the only other people to talk to being the odd uniform who brought her stuff to eat or drink. "You go, continue to run away, hide stuff, its fine!" she said whilst waving her hand in the air sarcastically.

Danny had turned round to leave but turned back to face Lindsay at this comment.

"What the hell am I supposed to be hiding from you Linds?"

"Oh nothing nothing, just anything related to the case, getting shot at, getting in a fight. Have I missed anything?"

"I'm not hiding anything. You wanna know bout the case? Fine ask away! It's just that we still know nothing to help you, and I thought I'd just spare you the worry! Secondly, I was not shot at personally, they don't know what the hell that was yet! And I did not get into a fight, some idiot knocked me over, and it all happened about half an hour ago. So, considering you're stuck in here, I'd say I managed to come tell you pretty damn quickly, don't you?"

"Oh yeah right, and you didn't hit this idiot back I suppose?"

"No, I didn't as a matter of fact." He felt like adding 'so there', but thought this might be a bit too childish.

Lindsay made a 'pfshh' noise, clearly not believing him.

"Oh, that's great. Fine don't believe me Linds, but there ain't anything I can do to make ya, not if you don't want to."

"What's that meant to mean?"

"Well it's up to you Linds, up to you if you trust me."

"Oh 'cause you're so trustworthy, oh yeah I forgot I was dating Saint Messer."

"Oh come off it, I'm not saying that, it's just if we, if…"

"What, if we can't move on? Well, I'm sorry but you cheating with that fucking woman is quite a big thing to just move on from, don't you think?"

"Come on Linds, I said I'm sorry, I thought you were okay with it now?"

"Well, so did I, but turns out we can't all just get what we want. I want to be over this, it just still hurts sometimes, especially when you don't come and see me…" Lindsay cut short. She was not going to break down and cry. She hated arguing with Danny, especially when she knew she didn't mean half of it.

Danny didn't know what to say. What could he say? She had every right to feel this way. "Please Linds, don't do this, don't do this to us."

"What! What the hell am I doing exactly? I thought you were the one doing someone else!"

"Oh for fuck sake, I can't do this now…" and he turned to the door. He wasn't in the mood to examine his stupid mistakes right now.

"Oh yeah, fine run away."

"I'm not running Linds," he said with a tone of anger mixed with desperation, one hand resting on the door handle, one rubbing his face.

"Oh no that's fine, that's exactly what you would do, run out on your pregnant girlfriend." Shit, it was not meant to come out like that, she thought. She looked up, eager to gauge his reaction anyway.

"Lindsay," said a now exasperated Danny, "for the love of… w-w-wait a second." He had now turned round, "…what the hell did you just say?"

"I'm pregnant," she repeated sheepishly.

The quickest of grins crossed his face, but now Danny was pissed off. "And I'm the fucking one hiding stuff am I, good one Linds."

"Hey, this isn't my fault okay, I've been trying to tell you for weeks, but you just weren't there. I came round to tell you, that night after our phone call, and heard you talking to Rikki. And I tried to tell you a minute ago, but you blew me off! Don't make this out as my fault."

"What and it's my fault? How as I supposed to fucking know you were pregnant. I'd of tried just that little bit harder to tell someone news like that."

Tears began to roll down Lindsay face. "I tried Danny, I tried".

She stood back up and tried to put a hand on Danny's, but he moved back and out of her reach.

"Why didn't you tell me Linds?" tears near to his own eyes, "I'd of forced Mac to get you outta here."

"Well maybe I didn't want your help."

"What the…? What else am I supposed to do, let you rot in here? Having my baby in a prison wing, would that of been better than having to talk to me?"

"Oh yeah Danny, that's exactly what I meant," said Lindsay sarcastically.

"Then why Linds, why the hell couldn't you tell me? Am I that awful? Am I that scary you can't talk to me, don't you trust me at all?"

"It's just…" she paused, not sure really what the answer was.

"No come on Linds, don't hold back, you obviously have a problem with me and I think it's kinda important I know want it is!"

"Okay, you wanna know why I didn't tell you at first?" All sadness left her voice, replaced by anger.

"Yeah, come on Linds, this I gotta hear."

"I wanted our relationship to work, I wanted you to come back to me for me, for us, and not because you felt tied down and honour bound to marry me just because you impregnated me!!"

"Is that all you thought of our relationship? "

"No, not until YOU moved on to somebody else, and that's when YOU showed that that was all that YOU thought of the relationship. "

"That's crap and you know it Lindsay. I, I…you know what you mean to me."

"And there, you still can't say it…if you ever wanted to?"

"What, what can't I say?" said Danny, stepping forward.

"L-O-V-E…it's a four letter word, it ain't gonna hurt you if you use it." Lindsay moved so they were mere inches apart.

"Shows what the hell you know then don't it."

"What…what am I missing here, 'cause this just isn't making sense anymore."

"Look," Danny held eye contact with Lindsay. "I made a mistake I will regret for the rest of my life, but that is what it was - a mistake. And we have to move on from it." He looked away as his heart broke at even saying it. "Together or apart."

"Fine you want us to break up, go ahead go, leave, and never come back," she spat. She felt physically sick, she couldn't believe this was actually happening.

"No, Lindsay, that's not what I meant."

"Oh I know exactly what you mean…you wanna get out before the going gets tough, before you actually have to act like a man for once in your life and take some fucking responsibility for something."

"Is that all you think of me? That I would drop you, just like that, like some cheap date. Well, if that's really what you think of, then I guess your, right."

He turned to leave.

"Well fine, fucking leave."

"I will! Goodbye!" and he slammed the door, making Lindsay jump at the harsh noise, followed by silence.

Shit, he thought

Shit, she thought.

AN: Not quite fluffy DL but some DL nonetheless! R&R? I love them!

I don't know how long the chapters will take to come…I've got to make sure it's all going to fit together, and I'm still torn between a happy and sad ending! I know what would happen either way but just can't decide! If you have any preferences, you know what to do!