A/N: I might have one more chapter in me. Let me know if you want to read about anything in particular.

Where you lead

I will follow

Anywhere

-- Carole King

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Chapter 10 – Honey, I'm Home

When the door opened, Danny and Lindsay looked at each other. Danny looked at Lindsay's red eyes and knew how she had spent her night. She had been as miserable as he was and had felt just as guilty.

Still standing in the doorway holding onto the knob, Danny noticed that she had a bag packed and his heart began to race. With a furrowed brow, he asked, "Where are you going?" His eyes darted between her face and her duffel bag.

"I…I was going to your, I mean our apartment. We might have to put some of my things in storage or sell it…" She was on the verge of crying again.

Danny shook his head. "No. We're going to stay here. I was wrong, Lindsay. If you don't feel comfortable living there, we'll live here. I made a big deal out of nothing." Danny closed the door behind him.

"Danny, I'll get over it. I guess I'm just being insecure."

"You shouldn't have to get over anything. You have a concern and I should not have dismissed it. You're not asking for much here. I didn't even consider your feelings."

"I didn't consider yours either. Danny, my home is wherever you are. Getting my way is certainly not worth spending my nights alone. You have no idea what was running through my mind while I waited for you to get here this morning. I thought you had changed your mind about coming back. I thought you had changed your mind about us." She put her hand up to his cheek. "We should talk about this some more before we decide what to do."

"Lindsay, we're staying here. And as far as why I'm so late, I went to the apartment this morning to wash the clothes since I didn't have time to last night, then I called around to see if I could find someone to sublet my apartment for the last few months of my lease. My cousin needed a place to stay, so he'll move in. I'm leaving my furniture for him, so we don't have to worry about putting anything in storage."

"Danny?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, Lindsay."

They kissed each other, expressing all the love they had for each other. This led to them making love, minus the lust they had surrendered to for the past two weeks. They looked deeply in each other's eyes and were attentive to the other's needs. After the previous night, they had to reassure each other, and they did so for hours, making up for the hours they had spent apart. They finally drifted off to sleep, wrapped around each other, with their hands intertwined.

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The next day, the team was in Mac's office getting their assignments. Jennifer Angell, who was just back from a one-month out of town training program, skidded into the office out of breath. Everyone turned to greet her, laughing at her very ungraceful entrance.

She chuckled before speaking. "Hey, everybody. Sorry I'm late. I missed my connecting flight yesterday and had to fly in this morning. I just got here. Did I miss anything?"

Everyone grinned and looked at each other as if they were in on a joke. A very confused look shrouded her face, but Mac proceeded with the assignments, not explaining anything to her.

"Sheldon and Danny, there's a DB in Central Park. Flack will go with you." The three guys left the office, all the while arguing about who was going to drive. Danny winked at Lindsay before he made it through the doorway.

Mac continued, "Angell, you're with Bonasera and Messer. You're going to 75th and Park. Three DBs – gun shot wounds."

Angell looked confused. "Wait. Mac? Didn't take your Ginko Biloba today? You just sent Messer out." She was really confused when Lindsay's eyes met hers and she began to walk toward the door in her direction. Everyone started laughing – except Angell.

She turned to the woman who was approaching her. "Lindsay, what's going on?"

Lindsay and Stella moved toward the door, both holding back their laughter. Angell looked at them for a while, until suddenly her eyes flew wide open and a grin worked its way across her face.

"No way!" Her eyes volleyed between Stella's and Lindsay's eyes. "Get outta here! When did this happen? I go away for a month and… Get outta here!"

She moved swiftly to Lindsay, engulfing her in a hug. "Congratulations, Lindsay! When did this happen?"

"Two weeks ago."

"What? How? Where?"

Stella interceded, "We'll catch you up on the way to the scene."