"So how soon should I be expecting men with shotguns turning up to find out what my intentions are?" Danny asked when he caught up with Lindsay later.
"What?" She was a little confused.
"Your sister I'm presuming knows about us, so the rest of your family will soon." Danny explained.
"You're safe for now, she won't be telling them."
"How did you get her to agree to that?" Danny asked.
"We came to a mutually beneficial agreement."
"What?"
"She won't tell our parents or brothers about you and I won't tell them she's sleeping with her Professor."
"She's sleeping with her Professor?" Danny questioned.
Lindsay looked around fortunately there wasn't anyone else in the room.
"Yes. I didn't actually know she was, but she told me she thought you were cute and wanted to know how you were in bed."
"What?" Danny said. "What did you tell her?"
"I tried changing the subject to her and the Professor thinking her denying would be a good distraction but she slipped up. So neither of us is going to say anything to our family." She paused. "She's not going back to Boston until tomorrow so we're going to have dinner tonight; she told me to invite you too if you didn't have anything planned."
"Your sister wants to have dinner with me?" Danny questioned.
"Look at this way if she likes you, my Mom will like you and she will stop my Dad and my brothers coming after you with a shotgun or a defensive line." Lindsay winked at him.
"What time is dinner?"
"8.30." Lindsay replied. "I'll let you know where."
"Did you get an ID on your vic?"
"Yes. He's a mathematician from Brown who was on sabbatical." Lindsay replied.
CSI NY CSI NY
"So I heard your sister was in town." Stella commented to Lindsay later that day.
"Yes. She came with her Professor to identify my John Doe from yesterday."
"It must have been nice to see her."
"I forgot how much I missed seeing her." Lindsay agreed. "They aren't heading back to Boston until tomorrow since he has to arrange to have the body shipped, actually I'm not sure where, so we're having dinner tonight."
"Did she meet Danny?" Stella inquired.
"Yes."
"And?" Stella prompted.
"She thinks he's cute, but she's not sure about the accent."
"He's from Staten Island he didn't stand much of a chance. Besides take her to parts of Brooklyn and she wouldn't have a clue what they're saying."
"I still have a problem there sometimes. But you get used to it."
"It would be the same if you dumped someone in the middle of a country where they didn't speak the language they'd pick it up soon enough. You just had a head start that most of it is in English." Stella smiled.
"Danny's coming to dinner with us."
"That should be interesting." Stella stated.
"Hopefully he can find something to talk to Matt about. I mean Matt consults on FBI cases."
"Is he cute?" Stella inquired.
"Who?"
"The Professor. Or is he one of those stuffy stereotype Harvard guys?"
"He's in his thirties I would guess and my sister seems to think so."
"Oh really?" Stella nodded knowingly.
"We came to a compromise neither of us is mentioning what we know to our family, which will save us a lot of questions."
"It's nice to have someone who is concerned enough to be overprotective." Stella stated.
"Sorry." Lindsay remembered Stella was an orphan.
"I've got good friends who have my back that counts for a lot."
"And a lot of them have pretty good aim with a gun." Lindsay joked.
"I know." Stella agreed. "For every embarrassing story your sister tells Danny I know one about him."
"You mean more embarrassing than this." Lindsay handed her the pictures that Hawkes had taken of Danny floundering around in the pond.
"Ah he went for a swim. But I'm not sure a boating pond is the best location."
TBC