Hey,

Lindsay didn't work yesterday; I hope she managed to get some rest. All day I wanted to call her and find out if she was okay. Stella kept asking me why I was zoning out so much. I told her the case just really was affecting me. The thing is I can't remember now what the case was about.

Today I've decided I need to prank Marty and quick. In fact I think I need to prank Marty and Flack. Do they have gossip parties with Hawkes trying to figure out how to bug me about Lindsay?

I passed by the morgue and saw Lindsay helping Marty clean a db. I was going to keep going when I saw Marty give me a look, the damn bastard then asks Lindsay what she is doing for New Years and then proceeded to ask her to go to Times Square with him.

Excuse me? At the rate he's going they'll be cleaning HIS body in that morgue soon. I mean, it's not like I have a claim on her, but she can do a hell of a lot better than Marty for godsake. He bought a Porsche just to land chicks. Lindsay's classier than that. Wait, it's not that I personally want to date her or anything she just can do better than Marty.

I was quick though I leaned on the door and said, "Mac gets the rookies to work New Years."

Marty's grin made me wanna tear it off his face, "Danny you're becoming a mook, you know that?"

I forced myself to remain casual, "One of us has to grow up, and I have a hard time seeing it be you."

Beat that Pino, you ass. I walked away before he could retort. I like leaving on a high note.

I was going to go over the final case review for the arson case when I ran across Flack in the computer lab. "Would you quit getting your lacky to do dirty work for you?" I quipped.

"My lacky?" Flack sucks ass at acting innocent I'll have you know.

"Don't even pretend you don't know what I'm talking about, you need to drop it, there is nothing going on." I said with as much finality as I could muster.

Lindsay walked in just then and I hoped in vain that Flack would drop the conversation. "Man, you better learn how to 'walk like an Egyptian' because you are floating down de Nile."

Yes it's true he actually said that. He must be recycling a bad lines book or something. I managed to counter with "Do you know how old that joke is?"

Flack still wouldn't drop it, "About as old as the Pyramids…Look there goes the sphinx."

He didn't indicate Lindsay with his eyes and mock sitar music, the bastard. My pay back is gonna be sweet I can promise you that. Maybe I'll call Aiden on Flack or something.

Thankfully Lindsay tried to change the subject; I hope she didn't catch on that we were talking about her. She asked me if I had the crime scene photos and Flack had to push it further by putting his hand over his mouth and look at me.

Yeah like the bastard didn't know she was there. I told her I gave them to Mac and then Flack, with the subtly of a friggin' elephant said "Well you two need to finish your 'case' so Ill leave now."

Thanks asshole, I'll remember this. I forced myself to look at the computer nonchalantly and asked, "What did you need the photos for? I finished writing that part yesterday."

She started to say she didn't know that but I cut her off and asked her if she got any sleep the night before. It'd been bugging me all day. She said "Yeah some."

So I countered with "Good you can pick up at the interrogation."

You know cause it's all about work. I'm glad she said okay and got to work. I would have started suggesting how I could help her sleep better.

I never thought this much about Aiden outside of work.