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"It's nice to meet you Lisa," Rebecca replied curtly. Silently she wondered if her tone was too plastic and fake. No, it wasn't nice to meet her. She was having a perfectly enjoyable dinner with her partner and now this bimbo had to appear? It was all a little much, although a part of her remained un-phased. After all, it wasn't that big of a shock that Detective Don Flack had a girlfriend; he's kind, funny and cute. What's not to like?"

Quietly, Rebecca's mind began to drift away as Lisa and Flack talked. She didn't really care what about, it didn't concern her. He lips began to curl up into a smile as memories of the past few days entered her mind. On her very first day, she had met Don; he had in fact blown her original thoughts on New York men out the window. Contrary to what she'd heard, Don wasn't rude – generally. He was kind, with manners and the smile you just want to wipe off. Of course, that was the same with Danny too. They both had killer smiles, but she already knew that his smile was reserved for the woman he named 'Montana'.

She didn't know why but the image of Danny and Lindsay together always made her smile. It was something in the way they looked at each other; it was as if it was a need to be close, like a craving needing to be continuously satisfied. She had never experienced it herself; it was a fairytale love – one that came true for others, but not her, at least, not yet.

Her thoughts were interrupted as her cell began to vibrate in her pocket. Glancing at the display screen, Rebecca furrowed her brows; it was an unknown number. Flipping the phone open, she answered the call. "Hello?"

"Becky!" came Adam's excited voice, causing an involuntary smile appear on Rebecca's face. She could recognise his voice anywhere.

"Hey Adam," she replied. "I haven't been called Becky in years you know that?"

"Yeah, well that name isn't changing any time soon," Adam replied.

Rebecca laughed. "I haven't heard your laugh in a long time Becky," said Adam, causing her to blush.

"Yeah, well it's been a long time," she replied. "Is this a friendly neighbourhood call or did you want something?" she asked playfully.

"Oh yeah – I was wondering if you were busy or something. I thought you might like to come over for a bout of 20 questions," replied Adam.

Rebecca could already see the grin plastered on his face. Glancing at the couple in front of her, it seemed as if she was the last thing on their minds. Since she didn't have anything else to do anyway, she agreed. "Sure, I'll be there in a bit."

"Alright then, I'll see you in a bit," replied Adam before hanging up.

Closing the phone, she moved to get up but paused as Lisa all but jumped off Flack's lap. "Well I gotta go sweetie pie," she announced, leaving Rebecca willing herself to not roll her eyes.

Turning to Rebecca, Lisa smiled brightly. "It's nice to meet you too Rosanna."

Rebecca corrected her. "It's Rebecca."

"Oh, yes, Rebecca. My mistake," Lisa replied, all the while a fake smile plastered on her face like a mask.

Noticing Rebecca getting up too, Flack spoke up. "Where are you going?"

To that, she allowed her eyes to roll. Glancing back, she saw Lisa disappear off somewhere before replying. "Adam called. I'm going to his place, spend some time with him, you know, catch up and stuff."

Flack frowned. "Oh well, alright then. I'll see you tomorrow morning?" Trying to hide his disappointment, he could only hope that it wasn't too obvious in his voice.

Nodding, she replied before picking up her purse and coat before turning to leave. "Sure thing partner,"

Leaving the restaurant, Rebecca let out a breath. She didn't even realise that she was holding it. It was then that realisation hit her. She wasn't a New Yorker, and even if she was, she didn't know where Adam lived. Silently berating herself, she resisted the urge to smack herself on the head, instead settling on a sheepish grin. Opening up her phone, she dialled Adam's number.

When he picked up, Rebecca merely listened as he laughed himself to brink of suffocation. "Are you done yet?" she asked with mock irritation. Calming down slightly, he asked where she was so he could come pick her up. Looking around, she named her location before hanging up. Glancing across the street, she decided to get some doughnuts and coffee. Besides, it's always nice to have food.

Twenty minutes later, she was walking through the door to Adam's apartment, carrying the bag of doughnuts she'd brought along and leaving Adam to handle the coffee.

"This is a great place," Rebecca commented. In truth it really was. Being a lab tech, Adam wasn't a guy to leave things lying around – too often at least. He was neat yet the place was homey. She liked it. Now if only she could find a place of her own. Having started work the day after she arrived, Rebecca hadn't had that much of an opportunity to look for an apartment. The hotel was all she was managing on at the moment.

"Thanks," Adam replied before gesturing towards the couch in front of the TV. "Have a seat."

Setting the bag down on the coffee table, Rebecca plopped down onto the couch and let out a sigh. 'It's been a long day," she murmured.

"Yeah, well, that's expected from an attractive detective such as yourself," replied Adam with a grin.

With a smirk, Rebecca replied, 'Mr. Ross, if I didn't know you better I'd say you were hitting on me."

"So nothing's changed then huh?" said Adam with a laugh.

Chuckling herself, Rebecca shook her head, "Nope."

Laughing harder, Adam waved at her to stop. "So how've you been Becky, it's been what, over 4 years now?" he asked with a smile.

Shrugging nonchalantly, Rebecca replied. "I've been good. Finally got myself transferred out of Atlanta, you remember how it was, crazy."

Nodding Adam moved to grab a doughnut. "Well New York isn't any better you know."

"It's a fresh start, better than nothing," Rebecca replied.

"Do you still keep in touch with anyone from the orphanage?" asked Adam.

Rebecca shook her head. "Not really. I mean I get emails from Sam once in a while, but that's it," she replied. It wasn't something she publicly advertised, but Rebecca was an orphan; her parents had died when she was young. Although her supervisors knew it from her file, only Adam knew the entire story, and so far, he had remained the only one. She was happy with it being that way.

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Silently playing with her hair, Danny lazily ran his fingers through her soft curls, an equally lazy smile playing on his lips. "Montana?"

"Yeah?" replied Lindsay, her head resting lightly on his shoulder.

"I like this," said Danny,

"Like what?" asked Lindsay, a little confused.

"This," he stated, gesturing between them. "You and me, here, like this."

Smiling, Lindsay moved to place a kiss on his bare chest. "Me too baby."

"I love you,"

"I love you too."

"Hey Linds," Danny started. "Are you gonna, you know, go back to your place when you go back to work?

After a short silence, Lindsay replied softly. "I guess so, why?"

Stuttering slightly, Danny didn't really know what to say. "No…nothing. Just asking," he replied hastily. "Think we can go out sometime, before you go back?" Danny asked.

"You asking me out on a date cowboy?" asked Lindsay with a grin, turning to lean on her front. "Hmm?"

"I guess I am," replied Danny, bending down to capture her lips with his. "Whatdya say?" he murmured.

"I think you've got yourself a date cowboy," Lindsay replied before pulling him closer.

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Noticing the time, Rebecca realised that it was nearly 2am. "I think I should head off soon, it's late."

With a smile, Adam nodded. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Come on, I'll go with you."

"You don't have to do that," Rebecca protested.

"Becky"

"Fine, fine," Rebecca relented, tossing her hands up in the air dramatically. "Nobody trusts me, such a sad world."

"Get used to it," said Adam, grinning from ear to ear. He had really missed Rebecca's theatrics. It never failed to amuse him. "So where are you staying anyways?"

"Sheraton," Rebecca replied.

Adam looked a little shocked. "Wow, how'd you manage that?"

"A little swaying of the hips never hurt anyone Adam, and I stand by that saying till this day," said Rebecca mock-seriously before bursting out with laughter. "I still haven't managed to find a place yet."

It suddenly hit him.

"Why don't you move in here?" Adam asked. "I've got a spare room, all I ask is that you and Flack don't make too much noise when he comes over."

Rebecca glared at him. "Do you want to drink the rest of your coffee or wear it?" she asked, watching Adam grinning widely. "Do you really mean it, I mean me moving in here."

Adam nodded. "Of course I am, it'll just be like old times."

"Except we don't have your parents to cook for us," Rebecca pointed out.

"Well that's what a take-out menu and a phone is for," replied Adam. "So you want to?"

"If you're sure you don't mind, I mean… I don't want to…," started Rebecca before she was cut off.

"Right, so it's settled in then. You're moving in here," said Adam before getting up, dragging Rebecca along with him. "Now let's get you back to your hotel before you fall asleep on my couch. I may be nice, but I'm not giving up my bed for you."

"How kind," Rebecca replied whilst putting on her coat.

"Yeah, yeah," said Adam. Holding out her purse, he turned to her. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah, you know you don't have to-"

"Move it!" Adam cut in, pushing her out the door before turning off all the lights and locking the door closed.

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