DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to CSI:NY.

"Danny, where are you taking me?" asked Lindsay. She was blindfolded and Danny was holding her hands and leading her somewhere.

"Patience, darling," he whispered into her ear, laying on his thick New York accent. "You'll see it when we reach it."

"Alright but you better hurry up. I have Christmas decorations to put up at my apartment."

He stopped in front of a bulletin board in the CSI lab and untied the piece of cloth blinding Lindsay's vision. She blinked and stared at the board.

"This is your surprise?" she said dryly. "You're so lame, Danny."

"Look closely, Montana." He pointed to a piece of paper stuck on the board. Lindsay read it and rolled her eyes.

"The Annual CSI Christmas Dinner?" she snorted. "What's so special about that?"

"Well… I've been thinking that maybe you and I can – you know – go… together," said Danny.

Lindsay lowered her voice. "Danny, didn't we agree that since we're dating we've agreed to keep it low?"

Danny put his arms around her shoulders and steered her towards the exit. "Think about it. I mean, isn't it time that we come up to the open about our relationship?"

"But you know that Mac doesn't approve of office relationships."

Danny sniggered. "Oh, I think he knows he does."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"My dear Lindsay… haven't you seen the way he looks at Stella? Or the way Stella looks at him?"

"Ummm… yea…"

"There you have it."

Lindsay stared at him for awhile. "Danny, that made no sense."

He stopped to open the door for her. She walked through and they stopped in front of her car. "Just go to the dinner with me," said Danny, looking like a wounded puppy.

Lindsay smiled at him. "You're cute when you're desperate. Alright, I'll go with you but promise me that you won't do anything stupid to give away about us."

Danny grinned and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Sealed with a kiss," he said.

"Oh God that was terrible, Messer!"

Danny just laughed and planted another kiss on her. "I've got to go now, Danny."

"Alright. The dinner's on Christmas Eve so I'll pick you up on that day around 7, ok?"

"Sure. See you, Danny. Love you."

"I love you too."

As Lindsay drove away, Danny smiled to himself.

"I saw that, Messer." Danny jumped and saw Flack standing behind him.

"Saw what?" asked Danny, starting to feel a bit nervous.

"Aw, don't pretend, Danny. I saw the kiss you and Lindsay shared. Office relationship; rebellious, Messer. Better hope that Mac doesn't catch you."

"You won't tell?"

"Nah, of course I won't tell on my best friend."

Danny sighed in relief. "Thanks, Flack."

"No problem. But there's one thing I would like to know; how come you didn't tell me that you're dating Lindsay?"

"We promised to keep it a secret from the lab."

"You should at least tell me. Oh well; don't bother. I already found out anyway."

Danny and Flack walked back to the lab. "So Flack, bringing anyone special to the dinner?"

Flack looked down for a while. "Well… there is this girl I wanna bring…"

"Who's she?"

"But I don't know if it's appropriate to bring her."

"Do I know her?"

"Well… we haven't seen her in a while."

Danny's brain suddenly clicked. He knows who Flack is talking about. He then remembered that Flack was in a serious relationship with a girl before she got fired.

"Flack, you don't mean -"

"Aiden."

To be continued…