When Danny woke up the next morning, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee surrounded him.

** "You've gotta be shitting me." ** He thought to himself as he staggered down the hall.

"Morgan? Where the hell are you? You better not be making dishes out there, because I am NOT washin' 'em.... Morgan?" Danny called out, almost rhythmically.

"Take a look at this" Morgan said from his seat at Danny's table against the window.

"What?" Danny said, peering at the newspaper sprawled across Morgan's lap.

The headline read: Mysterious Drug Kingpin Almost Captured!

"So?" Danny asked.

"So?" Morgan repeated, "Don't you know who this 'Mysterious Kingpin' is?"

"You?" Danny inquired, coolly

"Ha-ha, bro. Real funny. Does the name "Quincy" ring a bell? As in the one that shot you?" Morgan said as he checked Danny out. Danny was too busy reading the story in Morgan's lap to notice.

"Quincy is the 'Mysterious Kingpin'? Now I've heard everything." Danny answered

"It's true. And you are doing to help me take him down." Morgan said, looking up at Danny, who was still reading.

Danny looked up from the paper quickly, after he realized why it had been placed there.

** "Is it just me or is this prick trying to get me to check him out?" ** He pondered

"What's wrong, dawg?" Morgan asked, with a crooked smile spreading across his face

** "Cute. Real cute, asshole. You know what's wrong. Hey! Did I just say he's 'cute'? I feel as if I need to scrub myself.It is WAY too early for these head games." **

"Hm? Oh, nothing. I was just thinking." Danny said

"About what?" Morgan asked, with a sing-song childish tone to his voice

** "So he wants to pretend to be gay now? Ok. Maybe I'll just give him a run for his money. If I make him crack, maybe he'll leave." **

"Actually, about a couple of things.." Danny said, carefully toying with Morgan

"Like what?" Morgan said in that same tone

"Well, about the whole Quincy thing for one. How do you plan to get him?" Danny asked, avoiding the one subject that Morgan wanted to touch upon

"Aw, it's too early for that. How about I tell you over coffee?" Morgan said, obviously asking Danny out on a date

The entire conversation made Danny twitch, but he managed to keep his cool. I mean, to say that Morgan was HOT would be a complete understatement. The guy was gorgeous beyond words, but first of all, he had killed Danny's wife, and secondly, Danny was a guy, and guys aren't supposed to find other guys 'hot', right?.

Danny walked up behind Morgan, who partially followed him with his eyes. Danny began to rub Morgan's shoulders, while he continued the conversation:

"Nah, I don't like coffee. How about I cook you dinner? Right here?" Danny asked, taking Morgan by surprise

"Uh. Sure. I'd. Uh. Love to?" Morgan stammered

"Good." Danny replied simply

"What else were you thinking about?" Morgan asked, hesitantly

Danny stopped rubbing his shoulders, and kneeled down behind Morgan. He rested his chin on Morgan's shoulder.

"Us." Danny said against his will, but Morgan couldn't tell

"Wh. What do you mean, 'us'?" Morgan asked

"I think you know what I mean," Danny said, wrapping his arms around the chair and running his hand over Morgan's chest.

"Don't tell me you don't feel it too?" he continued, but he stopped rubbing Morgan's chest when he said that.

Morgan urged him to continue by jerking his arm, and Danny scratched Morgan's chest and stomach playfully, while Morgan squirmed in the chair

"Of course I feel it," Morgan said blatantly, "I just wasn't sure if you did."

"Mmm" Danny grunted, as he kissed Morgan's neck lightly.

He moved up a little and started nibbling on Morgan's ear, when suddenly the phone rang.

** "Thank God, thank God, THANK GOD!!!!" ** Danny said to himself as he stood up

Danny dragged his had along the length of Morgan's shoulders. He picked up the phone.

"Uh huh." Danny said to the person on the other end while Morgan looked up at him innocently, "Yeah? Uh huh. Ok, hold on."

Danny turned to Morgan. "Would you excuse me? I have to take this. I'll see you around 6PM, then, right?"

"Hm?" Morgan said, breaking his gaze on Danny, "6PM? Ok, see you then" He answered.

Morgan got up, and headed out of the sliding glass door behind him.

"Ok, you were saying?" Danny spoke into the phone, "Yeah. Yeah. Ok"

He was hardly paying attention to the caller as he counted Morgan's footsteps until he was sure that he was gone. He turned back to the telephone in his hand

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested" He said, and then he hung up on the telemarketer.

Danny sunk to the floor.

** "Damn," ** He thought, ** "either this guy is a REALLY good actor, or I am REALLY fucked" **