AN: Sorry for the delay! I had computer issues and then sprained my wrist/thumb (City of Boston, ice your fucking sidewalks!) but both me and my computer are better! I will be updating all three of my current stories more frequently I hope! I have a new CSI:Miami story, you should all check it out!
Not much in the way of plot here, mostly just some lovin', 'cause i've been mean to Flack lately and he needed some good stuff. Read and review!
Flack was standing over the sink brushing his teeth when he felt a towel snap him in the butt.
He tried to look stern but instead just cracked up. Lucy had just stepped out of the shower and she was standing there dripping wet and laughing.
"Get dressed, you little brat," he told her, still laughing. She smiled and dried off.
"Going into work?" she asked him, hip checking him away from the mirror so she could brush her hair.
Flack nodded. "Yeah, I have a lot to do with this case, and everything." His voice got quiet again. Lucy wrapped her arms around him.
"You'll get through it, Don," she said.
He nodded again, trying to focus. "The funeral is Saturday," he said.
"Want company for it?" she asked.
"I'd appreciate that," Flack replied, kissing her softy.
The death of an officer meant a large, official funeral. Flack stood with fellow officers, including Mac and Stella and Danny right up front. Lucy was towards the back. Lindsay stayed with her to keep her company. The funeral was long and somber.
Flack kept his professional face on the whole time, standing with his friends and coworkers. He felt comforted by the presence of Lucy.
When the service was over, he stood with Lucy and everyone else. Noticing that his coworkers (with the exception of Danny and Lindsay) were eying her, he decided to introduce her.
"Guys, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Lucy," he said.
Lucy shook hands with the others, but Flack could see the surprise in her face about the way he had introduced her.
Flack suddenly saw Tom's widow and knew he needed to (and wanted to) go over and say something. He excused himself from the group and walked over to her.
"Susan," he said lightly, touching her arm. She turned to him.
"Don," she replied.
Don felt the emotion bubbling over again.
"Susan, I'm so sorry," he started, his voice cracking.
"No, Don, don't think for a second it was your fault, there was nothing anyone can do…"
Tom's widow couldn't stop the tears from coming down, and Don reached out and took her in her arms. After a minute, she straightened up.
"I'm sorry Don, it's been a rough few days."
"I understand, call if you need anything." Don was fighting the tears back now too.
Susan nodded and walked over to the rest of her family. Don felt Lucy's hand slip into his again, gently pulling him away from the crowd. He didn't really notice until they were away from the group, standing by themselves.
Flack looked at her, wondering her intentions.
"I just thought you might want a moment to collect yourself before we all go out to eat," she said.
Flack responded by kissing Lucy.
"What was that for?" she asked.
"For always understanding me," he replied. "You are amazing, and I mean it when I say that I want this to work."
Lucy smiled.
"Let's go, your coworkers all want to go out to eat. I say we challenge Lindsay and Danny to an eating competition."
Several hours later, Flack and Lucy headed back to his apartment. The night had been fun, just what Flack needed. Lucy got along well with his friends, and he felt really comfortable having her there.
They walked into the apartment, taking off their shoes and jackets.
"You want to watch a movie?" Flack asked.
"Actually, I was thinking about maybe taking a bath. Do you mind?"
Flack assured her he didn't and went to make some popcorn and change clothes while Lucy ran a hot bath.
After a few minutes he went in to say hi.
"Mmm, I like this view…" he said, blatantly staring at her naked body.
Lucy laughed. "you could join me, you know," she said.
"I don't think I'll fit, it's a small tub…"
"We'll make it work, now start stripping, officer!"
Flack chuckled. "Yes, master," he said, taking off his clothes and enjoying the way Lucy's eyes watching him intently.
When he was completely naked, he stepped into the tub, settling between Lucy's legs with his back against her chest. He rested his body against hers.
"Well, hello, stranger," she whispered in his ear.
"I can't for the life of me remember the last time I took a bath," Flack said.
"It's relaxing…here, sit up for a minute," she said, and beginning giving him a shoulder massage.
"God that feels good," he moaned, enjoying her touch. She worked his shoulders and upper back, slowly working her way lower and around to his stomach. She let her hands dip lower across his abs, enjoying the gentle moans he was making.
He could feel himself getting hard as her hands dipped lower.
"You should probably stop that…" he started to say.
"Or you'll what?" Lucy questioned seductively.
"Or I may just throw you on the bathroom floor…"
"Bring it on," she whispered. That was all it took for Flack. He stood up and left the room leaving Lucy confused. He returned just seconds later though, wearing a condom. Before she could say anything, he picked her out of the tub, placed her gently on the bathroom floor. She pulled him to the floor as well, pushing his back against the wall and straddling him.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are…?" he asked her, staring deep into her eyes as she lowered herself on to him.
"Right back at you," she said, kissing him as they started to move as one.