Sun light burst throw the window, he lift his left hand to cover his eyes, why did he had forgotten to shut the curtains? Suddenly, he felt someone beside him, and someone's finger made circles on his chest. What the hell, he hadn't slept beside a woman half a year then it all came to him, yesterday and last night, Lindsay.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked keeping his eyes closed.

"I was just thinking." Don smirked, Lindsay was always thinking.

"About what?"

"I finally thought out, what the two extra smells were on you last night."

"Mh?" Flack was confused, two extra smells, what was she talking about?

"You know, every time you come near me I can smell your scent. It is a combination of gunpowder, leather jacket, even when you are wearing a coat, and your aftershave. But last night I smelt two other. First was freshly mowed grass. And it's so stranger, because I haven't smelled it before on you." He grinned leave it to Lindsay and she puts everything together.

"You have a good nose, you know. I went last evening to my parents, I didn't want to be alone, and I didn't want to disturb you guys again," Lindsay frowned, "I took my over night bag and extra cloths and there I was. But even my parent's presents didn't help. Suddenly I remembered what my father always did when he had a bad day, he mowed the lawn. So I took my dads lawnmower and tired it, but it didn't help, neither did my parents. So I took my stuff and droved of, next thing I remember, I was two block down from your apartment." They fell into the silence, out side the cars were driving past. Finally Flack broke the silence. "And what was the other smell?"

"You smoke." That wasn't a question that was a statement.

"Occasionally, when Alcohol and lawn mowing doesn't to the trick. Yesterday was one of those days."

"I never though you as a smoker."

"Why not?"

"I can see you drinking, but never smoking. Maybe it is so because it doesn't suit you." Flack took his hand from Lindsay's shoulder and rose to sitting position, back against head of the bed. Lindsay rose also, but she sat so she could face Don. "It seems like I have some explaining to do. Well it's like that. I started smoking when I was 15 years old. Yeah I know so young and already there. Also I was a cop son; everybody knew that if I get caught, my life would have been over. But to my pubertynic brain it was worth the risk. We all smoked; I, Patrick and Colin, but we never let the girls to smoke. Hell if I had ever let Camille smoke my life would have been surely over and my death would have been very painful. When I got nineteen I was a chain smoker. One day it hit me, what the hell I was doing with my life, I quitted with a day. But I keep always one pack inside my glove compartment. And when world comes down to me to hard I smoke, thank god it happens only once or twice a year." Lindsay didn't say anything; she placed her head to Flacks chest again and listened his strong heart beat.

She had learned more about Flack in two week then any other her co-workers in four months. Don looked the clock on bedside table, "It's already 8.30 my sift starts in hour and half."

"So does mine. Now get up and go and grab your things from your car, in that time I make something to eat. You're making the coffee when you get back." Flack frowned but got up from the bed, "And why must I make the coffee." He crabbed his cloths and put them on with a speed what could have come only with a lot of practice.

"Because, now go get your things."

"Yes, mom!"

"You know Don I'm going to kill you for that and hide all the evidence." But her treat pointless because Don was already out of the room and Lindsay could hear his laugh when he closed the front door.

In an hour they were walking towards Flacks car, "I thought you said you going to kill me?"

"You never know what I put into your breakfast."

"You are a witch."

"Say's who."

"Say's me."

"And you are a childe." Lindsay declared when she sat Don car's passenger seat.

"A childe?" Flack frowned when he started the car.

"Yes, you and Danny sometimes act like my two little brothers."

"You have two brothers?"

"Three actually. Carl is three years older than me, then comes Amy who is two years older, then my, then comes Sam who is three years younger than me and then baby of the family Peter who is year younger than Sam."

"Wow, you're right in the middle."

"Yeah, and I tell you that's not the greatest place to be." After that there was silence. Flack droved smoothly in New York's traffic, what was horrible as usual. Lindsay just looked the street, seemed like everybody had awakened already.

"Tell me what are we?" Lindsay interrupted the silence.

"What to you mean?"

"Well we have eaten breakfast twice together, technically we have spend two nights together one when I woke up in your place and tonight. Are we friends, co-workers or something else?" Flack lifted his right eyebrow.

"I don't know exactly. But if we are something else, believe me April will to double Sault in the air. Since she met you, she hasn't stopped bugging my, always telling how cool girlfriend you would make." Lindsay smirked then she got an idea, they were almost at the police station.

"My favorite band is Queens, favorite book is Pride and Prejudice, Favorite day is Wednesday, because every second Wednesday of the month I drink heavenly coffee at work, least favorite day is Monday, I think you know why, favorite word is solved, least favorite is not enough evidence. Favorite sound is computer printing answers, sound I don't like is when my siblings fight, favorite curse word is crap and when I'm at the pearly gates I hope god says to me, "I know you, are you sure you want to be here.""

Flack parked the car the moment she said that, "You know you watch too much "Inside actor's studio". And by the way why are you telling me all of this?"

"Because when you decide what we are, you would know." she was out off the car before Don could say anything.

Flack had frown on his face when he walked to his desk, his day had started pretty strangely, and he didn't want to know what came next. He couldn't even sat down when Nixon came to him, "Hey Flack, I have a surprise for you, I think its going to make your day!"

"You're sure; I think morning made my day already."

"Yeah I think so, come and see." Flacks frown deepened when he fallowed Nixon.

A/N: Hello everyone, the 10 chapter of my story. I hope everybody who reads it, like it. I haven't had a time to answer reviews personaly, because I don't have much time, I hope no body feels offended because of that, now I thank you who have reviewed me, its good to that you like my story. So I also thank all who have put me to their alert list, thank you that you have had such belief in me. And I thank TigerTaylor who has put me into her favorit list. So now I stop babbling and hope you enjoy my story to the end.

Maradon