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A/N: Sorry I;m so flakey with my post dates, i'll try to be better, thank you to all my readers and reviews, here is wasted for your viewing/reading pleasure. =)
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Oh this was going to be good. Danny thought as he made his way under the crime scene tape toward the fallen model. Models wearing nothing but a privacy patch and paint. Okay the dead one was gross, but the others walking around, well, it wasn't a bad looking crime scene. Too bad Flack wasn't on tonight, (heh heh) Hawkes and Mac worked though.
About half an hour into the model interviews Danny's phone sounded with a text message bleep. Checking it out he let out a nice chuckle. It was Aiden, "Messer, you don't belong on that cat walk."
"Yea but the view is nice Burn." He sent back quick. He knew he'd gotten onto some of that news footage, "I'll wiggle my ass for ya next time I'm up there."
"Oh please don't" Danny clapped his phone shut with another light laugh and got back to work, Mac was glancing in his general direction. And well, they had a job to do.
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Lindsay placed the phone down with force just short of slamming. What the hell was wrong with not wanting to do anything after work, just sitting around and doing nothing. Why did they always have to do something? And cultural stuff at that. Danny walked in to see Lindsay rubbing her temples. He may not have known her longer than four months, but he knew that was not a good sign.
"You okay there Montana?" He asked as he took his seat at the desk next to hers. Okay, so tread lightly, but he was still going to use her nickname.
"Men." She sighed, finding the strength to pick up her pen and go back to her paper work.
"That boyfriend of yours giving you problems?" Danny asked with a smirk. He'd met the guy and a few occasions, and really Monroe could do so much better.
"Not at all Messer." Lindsay said with a smile. Yea she wasn't fooling anyone. That was a plastered on fake smile.
"Uh huh."
"Yea, so how are your models Messer?"
"Too damn skinny, and annoying as hell." He said flipping through a case file to the paperwork he had not finished yet. Paperwork that should have been done a few days ago.
"Is that so." Lindsay asked. Her eyebrows rose at the comment. He did not look up at her when he spoke; it was just truth. Surprising.
"Linds we got a case!" Stella called poking her head into the bullpen. "Some guy just dropped a gun on Flack's desk."
"Yup." Lindsay said jumping up ecstatic at having a case and getting away from paperwork. "Did he confess?" she asked grabbing her field forensics kit.
"Yea, and also a little shaky."
"And how high did Flack jump?" Danny asked with a smirk before they left
"Out of his seat Danno." Stella laughed turning to leave for the scene with a flick of her curly hair.
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"Ah we get out at a decent hour." Danny sighed packing up the rest of his things for the night. "Always a plus, can get some real sleep for once."
"Yea about that, Danny check your messages." Lindsay said looking up from her paper work. She was actually supposed to be on her way out about now too.
"Why, what am I missing?"
"Your mother called the office-line; told me to tell you dinner tonight, no ifs ands or buts, they're waiting on you." She said with a smile as he sighed.
"Damn, I almost forgot about that. Thanks Monroe."
"No problem, go eat some real food, and get some real sleep." She winked and left. She was meeting Kevin at a sushi place for dinner before heading over to the movies. She wasn't the greatest fan of sushi, but then again she never really had any to compare it too. She quickly ran downstairs and threw on a pair of tight fitting dark jeans and straightened out the blue knit shirt she had been wearing all day, fixed her make-up to a more night out sort, and slipped into a pair if pumps she would never be able to wear all day at work. She grabbed her bag and headed for the door. At the elevator she bumped into Flack, he too looked to be on his way out for the night, in jeans and a t-shirt. Dressed down Flack looked good, almost too good. He purposely screws up his shirt and tie combination every day, just to downplay his sexiness. She thought. "Hey Flack." Lindsay said punching the down button on the elevator.
"Ey Linds." He said glancing in her direction. "Whoa. Hot date tonight or something?" He said with a whistle at the end. She gave out a slight chuckle
"Yea you could say something like that."
"Lucky boy."
"Aw, now Flack if I knew you felt like that I'd dress up more often." She joked stepping onto the elevator that had come.
"Not funny Monroe, no work would get done around here, and I don't know about you but I can only take so many Messer remarks in one day." He winked as they got off the elevator.
"So Messer's gonna ruin all my fun, aw shucks," she teased, "guess that low cut number I was gonna wear tomorrow is out."
"'Nah, just hold it for a day he's not working, you know just for me."
"Ah, Det. Flack wants his own private show." She nodded in sarcastic understanding
"Eh. Why not…how low we talking Monroe?"
"Mid drift why?" she laughed the elevator doors pinged open and she was greeted to the sight of Kevin. She tried to sober up from her laughing fit, but there was none of it.
"Kev, I thought we were meeting there." She asked surprised and still laughing.
"Yea thought I'd surprise you."
"Aw, that's sweet." She said going up and giving him a light peck on the lips, "Oh, sorry Don" she said turning around and motioning to him. "Don, this is my boyfriend Kevin, Kevin this is Flack" she made introductions
"Nice to meet ya man." Flack responded with a handshake.
"My pleasure." Kevin said eyeing Flack up and down. He was tall, strong, and apparently, funny. He had Lindsay laughing harder then Kevin was ever able to manage. A little green-eyed monster rose up in him. "Uh, Linds, we should probably get going."
"Huh." She asked as she and Don went into another round of giggles. "Oh, right, Don, I'll see you tomorrow. You'll have to tell me if Messer's on the clock." She winked falling into another fit of giggles. Kevin had to escort her out of the lobby and away from her coworkers who were obviously corrupting her.
"What's with all the giggles today?" Kevin asked after they had been walking for 5 minutes and Lindsay had yet to sober up.
"Oh, nothing, Flack has a thing with sarcasm, you should see the guy with suspects."
"Ok, so how was your day?"
"Good, Stel and I had a pretty open and shut case."
"Care to elaborate?"
"You know I can't." she said now sobered up and ready to be civil. As Kevin would say. "How was yours?"
"Same old same old. Lots of kids crying about the grades on their papers. I'm sorry, a D is a D."
"Tough."
"What?"
"No, nothing, just saying that's tough. No special circumstances."
"What like dead grandparents, always seems that the number goes up around due dates and finals."
"Ok, so where is this Sushi place?" she asked looking around for where it may be. It was cold even for January and a shiver went up her spine, it went unnoticed by Kevin.
Danny headed out to his parents place on Staten Island, He let himself into the yellow two story house and called for his mother. She was of course in the kitchen slaving over her marinara sauce, which is to die for. "We're in the kitchen Dan." She shouted back as he hung his coat and scarf up in the closet. Danny walked into the kitchen to find his father's nose buried in the newspaper, his mother stirring a sauce, and Louie actually making garlic bread.
"Now that's a sight I have seen in awhile." Danny announced when he walked into the kitchen. "Ey Ma. Dad. What can I do to help?"
"Set the table please Dan."
"Yea sure no problem." He nodded and he moved to grab the dishes. His father folded the paper and began to help Danny set the table.
"Saw ya on the news today Dan." His brother said kicking the oven door closed. Louie took a seat at the counter, a habit Maria Messer hated, and that both her son's possessed.
"Did ya, I figured as much, paparazzi were crazier than usual on this case."
"Why was that Danny, did someone famous die?" Maria Messer asked.
"Yea, a super model dropped dead on the runway, in front of an audience, and a lot of cameras."
"Did ya solve it, or are you gonna get called in son?"
"Nah, we finished it and then some, started the take down of a big ecstasy smuggling ring. We passed it onto narcotics, they'll take care of the rest."
"That's good, maybe you'll get less work in that department now." His mother said. "But I'm glad you got my messages." She said a little bitter.
"Whoa, Ma where is this coming from?" Danny asked. She sounded like he never got her messages, which is just odd, but then again he wasn't the greatest at calling her back.
"Didn't know if you were gonna show tonight Dan. That girl kept taking my messages and told me you were out."
"Which girl, Montana, or the receptionist?"
"Monroe, whoever the that is."
"Ah, Montana. No she's actually too good at getting messages to people. Actually chucked a copy of them at my head the other day because I hadn't seen the originals she left on my desk." He laughed
"Montana? We haven't heard of her yet?" Maria asked. She never asked that much, just wanted to know about any and all women in her sons lives. She could hope for a wedding and grandkids somedays.
"I have, think Danny here has a little crush on her." Louie teased.
"Lou, where the hell did that come from."
"Dude, you gave her a nickname, you make her life a living hell, and you get this goofy smile on your face when you talk about her."
"Please. We spoke for a minute about work and her, and everyone else."
"So Danny, who is she?" his father asked, wanting the bickering between the boys to stop, granted he knew his wife enjoyed having the whole family together again and she had missed the bickering, if just for the background noise. Danny slumped, he was beat, and did not want to piss off his mother, which would happen if he didn't answer his father.
"She's a new CSI, took over for Aiden."
"Aiden isn't working there anymore."
"Nah, burnout, she left, so Mac brought in Lindsay from Bozeman."
"Montana?" his mother asked, she too had rarely left the state of New York, occasionally New Jersey, and a vacation to Vermont or Connecticut, but nowhere else.
"Hence the nickname." Louie piped in, a shit eating grin on his face, he loved to put the heat on Danny.
"That's sweet." His mother said. "She seemed like a nice girl on the phone. Is she pretty?"
"Yea, Dan, I never got a straight answer about that last time." Louie asked. Danny rubbed his head, he didn't want to admit it, but there was little he could do with his mother's questioning.
"Yea, she's cute, I guess."
"Cute? That's very descriptive," his mother pushed.
"I don't know she's a coworker, she's a classic country girl." Danny sort of lied, he wasn't going to let his family know about her potty mouth.
"As in daisy dukes?" Louie winked
"Wouldn't know Lou."
"But you want to, admit it."
"Alright Lou, since my love life is so interesting, how's yours going?" Danny turned the conversation around.
"It's good enough.: He shrugged
"Any lady friends?" Danny asked
"Not particularly."
"Back to the old ways I see." Danny winked at his brother, knowing it would piss off his mother with dating the same slutty women.
"Seriously you two, when will you grow up and meet a nice girl to settle down with. I'm never gonna have grandchildren you know Sal." Maria shouted throwing her hands in the air, which made everyone, including Sal Messer, start laughing. He knew his boys were just trying to ruffle their mother's feathers.
"Alright boys, stop irritating your mother. Besides Maria, I'm sure with these two we could accidently get a grandchild.: Maria shot him a dirty look, Louie chuckled, and Danny just shook his head.
"To far there Dad," he laughed, "and god I hope not."
"See, Danny's my good boy." She said kissing her youngest's forehead.
"Sure side with the cop." Louie joked.
"Louis, you know I love you too, but if either of you come home saying you knocked up some whore, you better get full custody." She said going back to her sauce.
"Aw, Mommy, you know we were joking.: Danny said slipping into his spot at the table.
"I still don't like it." She huffed as she put the food on the table
"Alright ma, if Monroe ever dumps the guy she's with now ill snag up the country girl for ya." He winked and he crossed his fingers so only his brother saw.
"Danny, that's sweet, but I don't know if you'd be good enough for her, she seemed too sweet on the phone. Definitely out of your league." His mother teased.
"Ouch Ma, that hurt." The rest of the night was full of bickering and teasing like most nights were when they were growing up. Danny got up to go home around 10:30, it was getting late and he had the 8 till 10 run tomorrow. To was going to be a long day. His mother filled his hands with Tupperware containers full of food. It was cold out but not bitter, so Danny figured he'd save some money and take the subway home. Heading down the street he spotted Lindsay walking down the street in his direction with a sophisticated looking guy he recognized as her boyfriend. Slightly stunned to see her around this side of town, (she did live in Queens) he threw on a smile and greeted her.
"Well, Montana, what brings you to this side of town?" he asked with a smirk at her.
"Danny, wow," She was very surprised, to be honest Danny Messer was the last person she thought she'd see tonight. "Um Kevin and I just saw a movie over at the theater."
"The foreign place?" he nodded down the street at the theater Lindsay and Kevin had just left. He noticed the guy to her left getting antsy he remembered his mothers manners. "Sorry, I'm Danny Messer," he said extending his hand, they had never been formally introduced. Kevin took it.
"Kevin Olsen"
"Nice to meet ya, been wondering who Monroe's squeeze is." He joked "So how was the movie?"
"Pretty good." Kevin said, still feeling slightly uncomfortable. "I think Oscar worthy." Danny glanced a look at Lindsay who had a disgusted look on her face, and shook her head. Stifling a chuckle, he said "we'll see at the end of the month then won't we."
"Guess so. What are you doing around here Dan?" Lindsay asked
"Uh, my parents live just a few blocks over, figured I'd take the subway home."
"So you went."
"Well, having messages chucked at my head I figured I had too, my mother can be a little…."
"Relentless."
"Nice Montana. Yea sorry if she gave you any problems today."
"Nah, she was nice to me. Better than Cindy anyway."
"Yea, well she says you're too nice to be working with me, thinks I'm gonna corrupt you."
"You talking about me Messer." She joked
"Only in the fact that you keep answering phone, maybe I should just hire ya as a secretary."
"Haha, you couldn't afford me Messer." Just then a gust of wind blew and Danny saw Lindsay shiver although Mr. Sophisticated didn't notice at all.
"Guess not Monroe, well I'm gonna go grab the train. Nice to meet ya Kevin"' Danny said bringing Kevin out of his funk and to the world of the living. "See ya tomorrow Monroe, and Linds, keep warm." He said as he put a hand on her shoulder and rubbed to warm her up, maybe give the jerk the hint that she was cold. He didn't he just glared, before pulling her closer, not really warming her, just claiming her. Lindsay smiled
"Will do Messer. See ya." Danny started walking toward the subway station and pulled is coat tighter. It was a good thing he left when he did, he got to the station right as his train pulled in. He just slipped through the doors, and headed back into the city for a full night's sleep.
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Kevin and Lindsay started walking in the direction Danny had just come. Kevin had loosened his grasp on her again and Lindsay felt the cold, but Kevin had this thing about being in public. "So that was Messer? Seem to be meeting all your coworkers today" Kevin observed.
"It would seem so." Lindsay yawned out. They made it to the parking garage were Kevin's car was and sped off to get Lindsay home as she seemed tired, having had a long day. She was actually surprised she made it through the film without falling asleep. They got back to her place and he walked her up to her door. Although he wasn't fond of her neighbor, Lindsay had a nice place. They made it to her door, and it being late he leaned in and kissed her goodnight in the hallway. The kiss lingered at first before Lindsay felt the need to deepen it. She needed the contact tonight for some reason. Kevin was hesitant to keep it going. He pulled away with the need to breathe,
"Linds, what are you doing next Friday?"
"I think I'm on call why?"
"Feel like accompanying me to the opera?" he asked.
"Sounds amazing, pray all week for a stop in murders for the night." She said before kissing him again, her tongue was barely in his mouth when Connie walked by.
"Well that looks like some goodnight." Connie said when she walked by noticing Lindsay had a man pinned to the wall. Lindsay pulled away, and looked at Connie. "I try Connie, I try." She turned and pecked Kevin one more time. "Night Kevin. Night Connie." She said as she let herself in for the night and left the two of them alone.
"Good evening Mrs. Johnson." Kevin nodded to Connie. Connie cringed, she hated the Mrs. Johnson. title, Ms. Or Miss. Mrs. Made her feel old, and she was not old, her husband was dead, she was nobodies mrs. Anymore.
"Olsen, you should be the one pinning her to the door. You want to keep her you better stop being such a prude."
"Excuse me." He said anger evident in his tone. This woman had no sense of decency. "Now her friends, they know how to treat a lady. Those coppers, yum, I mean I'd have them pinned against the wall, but looking at them it would be a fight for dominance your kind of a pussy boy."
"Excuse me, her coworkers come over here?" He asked anger and jealousy bubbling up inside of him.
"They tend to pick her up or drop her off. Personally, I'm partial to that Donnie. The Irish swagger, and those eyes, make my aging heart melt, but Daniel, is an Italian stallion, and that Sheldon is such a teddy bear, you just want to cuddle with him.' "
"Yea, well Linds is with me."
"For now."
"And what's that mean?" Kevin asked his fists clenching and unclenching.
"Just that she has options, and if you don't treat her right you could lose her."
"Johnson, just back out of our lives. We are happy, and I don't care if you don't like me Lindsay seems to, so bite it."
"Learn to be a man Olsen, and not a little boy." Connie said and she too went into her apartment. Why that girl continues to date him she will never know. But that girl was a sweetheart and deserved soooooooooo much better.