Linda walked into the 54th precinct, and straight to Danny's desk. She tapped his shoulder and smiled somewhat angrily when he looked up at her. "Wanna get these off?" She thrust her cuffed hands at her husband.

Danny sucked in his cheeks and looked over at Baez.

She put her hands in the air and shook her head. "I don't even wanna know!" She walked away as Linda looked on with confusion.

"She thinks we're sick, doesn't she?"

"I think so," Danny unlocked the hand cuffs. "Sorry I left these on ya."

Linda rubbed her wrists. "That's okay. Will you be home at the normal time?"

"Hopefully. Been pretty slow today."

"Well, I gotta go. What do you want for dinner?"

"Whatever's easy."

"Well, easy is popping leftovers in the microwave."

"Then we'll have leftovers." Danny shrugged.

"See ya in a little bit?"

"Yep. Bye."

"Bye!" Linda walked out of the precinct and ran her errands.

A/N

Sorry this one isn't as long/good as the others. I wanted Linda to arrive in the handcuffs, but that's all I had in my mind. Might come back and improve this.

Happy reading!

A/n

I improved it in the sequel :)