AN This is pure fluff...Why? Because I wanted to end with fluff that's why. ;) Oh and the booty is for my good pal MrsG and anyone else who thougt Nix should get some. lol

Disclaimer If I owned him I wouldn't spend my time writing about him believe me! As for the rest of the CSI:NY cast they of course belong to whomever they belong to, and it sure as heck ain't me. I'm just borrowing them...however all the originals are mine.

Epilogue

6-7 weeks later

Phoenix entered her apartment and shut the door with a smile. She flexed her hand in front of her, very glad to finally have the cast off. She knew the first thing she wanted to do; she headed off to her bathroom and drew a bath. One of the decision makers for this apartment was the renovation the previous tenant had done to the bathroom. The tub was huge, deep and extremely comfortable. It was perfect for a long bath, something Phoenix had missed over the last few weeks.

As the water filled the tub Phoenix regarded her face in the mirror. The black eyes and swollen lip had finally subsided enough that with the right make up she could cover the bruising. Her worst injury at this point was the cracked rib that was still bothering her, although, she reasoned, it would be much better once she had a bath.

She eased her body into the water and sighed as the water and bubbles engulfed her, oh yeah this was the life.

Danny only stopped off at his apartment to change out of his work clothes into something more comfortable.

He whistled as he stepped off the elevator twirling his ring of keys between his fingers. He tried her door before using the key she had given him. "Nix?" He called as he shut the door and dropped his keys on the table she kept by it.

He heard soft jazz music coming from the bathroom and smiled. Shrugging his sweater off he threw it over the back of one of her dining room chairs and walked over to the bathroom to call again, "Nix?"

"Mmm." She sighed, "Is that my order?"

He chuckled and opened the door, "Your order?" He asked as he leaned against the bathroom counter and shut the door with his foot.

Her hair was piled on top of her head and her eyes were closed, she looked the epitome of relaxed. Opening one eye she regarded him, "Hmm, my order had you decidedly less dressed."

Raising an eyebrow he smirked, "It did?" He came over to the tub and sat on the edge.

She nodded, "It definitely did. No matter, you'll do." She reached with both hands and grabbed his shirt to pull his face down to hers. She kissed him hungrily then licked her lips and let him go.

He braced himself against both sides of the tub and licked his lips, "Oh, uh, right. The cast came off today."

"Yeah it did." She said with a smile as her once injured arm started making wet hand prints on his t-shirt, "And she missed you."

"Your hand did?" He asked pulling off the offending piece of clothing.

She nodded with a solemn face, "It's true, she's been feeling very left out these past few weeks."

"That's terrible." He said with a smirk, realizing very swiftly that it would a good idea to join her.

Later the phone rang while they lay, sated, in her bed. She sighed and pulled her up to reach over him and answer the phone. "I'm gonna move this thing." She mumbled before answering, "Yeah, hi."

"You sound exhausted." The voice said.

"Happily so," Phoenix said with a sigh as he ran his fingers up and down her spine.

"Ah, now that's not a mental picture I needed thank you."

"I can't help it if you have over active imagination Aid," Phoenix quipped with a laugh.

Aiden grinned, "Over active or not you are talking about my surrogate family member there."

"Right good point, so you're calling about the get together tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sorry it took me so long to RSVP I've been insanely busy."

"No problem hun, most people are arriving around seven, but you have been volunteered to help me so you can arrive at about six."

"He volunteered me did he? What's he doing?"

"He seems to think work is more important than helping me." She smiled at him. He just watched her, a content look on his face.

"Bastard," Aiden joked.

"Not the word I was thinking of," Phoenix chuckled.

Aiden shook her head, "Is he even awake?"

"I'll ask, hey you," She tapped his chest, "Are you awake?"

He lazily opened his eyes wider, "I suppose."

"Good cause Aiden wants to talk to you." She handed him the phone and sat up, "And for some reason I'm damn famished so I'm gonna make something to eat."

He watched her get dressed and leave the room before he spoke into the phone, "What?"

"Love you too Messer." Aiden said with a laugh, "So you're having theatre and work people over tomorrow?"

"It would appear that way yeah."

"How do you feel about both worlds colliding?" She asked.

"Oh I gave up on anonymity a long time ago." He yawned, "Are you gonna be okay seeing everybody again?"

"Eh, Mac's the only one I haven't seen since I left, I should be good."

"Great," He smelled something already from the kitchen and kicked his legs over the side of the bed. He stretched then rubbed his stomach, "I'll see you tomorrow then."

"You are completely in love with her." Aiden finally got to say it.

Her words threw him off and made his chest feel weird. He inhaled, "I'll see you tomorrow." He said again and hung up the phone with a smile. "Yeah I guess I am." He said to the empty room.

Danny's phone rang as he headed out of the lab finally. He waved at the receptionist as he answered, "Yeah I know I'm late." He said.

Aiden laughed, "I have been told to inform you that you are picking up the booze tonight."

"Oh really?"

"Yup it's your punishment for being late." Aiden said then laughed and held the phone out.

Danny smiled when he heard Phoenix shout, "Bring more Bailey's we're out!"

"Is there any other specific requests?"

"Just some more wine, I think Mac and Niles want scotch and umm bring some girlie drinks." Aiden ran through the list.

"Girlie drinks?"

"You know coolers and stuff."

"Right, anything else?"

"Yeah hurry up."

Danny laughed and hung up the phone. After making it through the line ups at the liquor mart he was quite happy to be in the elevator in his building. He figured he'd chill all the booze at his apartment and bring out only stuff that was needed. He was beyond surprised to see a bunch of women when he opened his apartment door.

"Hey!" Phoenix said with a smile, "You have a bigger oven so we're cooking pies up here."

He just stood there staring. Aiden, Stella, Tegan, Phoenix, Clara, Chloe and Lindsay were all dusted around his kitchen doing various things. "Umm okay?"

Lindsay laughed and came over to relieve some of the things he was carrying, "Please tell me this is the first time you've had seven women in your apartment when you got home."

He scoffed, "When will you lose the play boy image you have of me Montana?"

"Sometime around when you stop calling me after the state I'm from."

"So never then?" He grinned.

"Pretty much," She smiled back, "Hey Nix you want me to chill this?"

"Yeah just arrange it in there, it's not like the man ever has food in the fridge."

"Hey I resent that." He shot her a look.

She smiled and walked over to him, "I'd resent it downstairs where the rest of the men are."

"When did we become Amish?" He asked as headed back to the door.

She laughed, "We'll be down shortly," She kissed him lightly, "I promise."

"Fine," He relented, "Can I at least have the scotch and some wine?" He ended up with the booze as well a platter of some kind. When he got to Phoenix's apartment the scene was almost scarier than upstairs.

Flack was carrying baby Conner, complete with spit up rag over his shoulder and everything. Niles and Mac were drying dishes as Hawkes, with his sleeves rolled up, washed. Cliff and Frankie appeared to be setting up a portable swing of some sort, which Danny assumed was for the baby.

"Took you long enough," Flack said, "did you bring the wine?" He patted Conner's back and looked at Danny like nothing was different.

"Flack you're holding a baby." Danny stated as he walked into the apartment and deposited the scotch and wine on the counter next to the clean dishes Mac and Niles were stacking.

"Brilliant deduction Sherlock," Flack smirked, "It was either burp the baby or do dishes. I hate dishes."

"Okay," Danny rolled his eyes.

"You're here in just enough time." Mac said.

"In enough time for what?" He asked.

"You can put the dishes away," Hawkes said, "We're running out of room."

"Yes," Niles agreed, "And I'll pour the drinks."

"How are these things supposed to work?" Cliff asked with a sigh.

"Hell if I know." Frankie sighed then pushed down on one last part, ironically securing the swing in place, "Like that apparently."

Danny was in a fog. This whole scene was insanely surreal. For someone who hadn't really had much of a 'normal' family upbringing this screamed family to him.

"Food's here!" Stella announced right around the time they got all the dishes organized. All the women trouped in after her laden with food and various drinks.

Just as they started eating Mac leaned forward with a smile, "So Danny, tell us when did you start taking such an interest in theatre?"

Anonymity be damned, this was a hell of a lot better.

AN And that's done! I think this is the fastest I've wrtten fifty some odd pages before...I hope you liked it...read and review...cause I'm a sucker for that:)