AN Don't worry I'll go back to the plot points in the second chapter, consider them foreshadow at the moment. :)

Disclaimer No owning going on here, just fantasizing and it's ever so pretty in my mind. I hope CBS doesn't mind me borrowing and manipulating their characters. They'll come back unharmed I promise. ;)

"So you have no idea why he did that?" Mandy asked that night.

"Not a clue," Lindsay sighed, "One minute we're walking to a scene the next I'm up against a wall." She inhaled and exhaled slowly.

Mandy giggled, "Ooh, that must have been like slow glorious torture."

"How would you know? You don't even know what he looks like." Lindsay asked.

"By the fact that right now you didn't deny it," Mandy said with a chuckle.

"Sometimes I really, REALLY, hate how well you know me." Lindsay grumbled.

Mandy squealed with excitement, "So you are gonna admit you're attracted to him?"

"Nope," Lindsay said stubbornly.

"You're incorrigible."

"It's a gift."

Mandy switched gears, "So do you think he'll ever tell you what that was all about?"

"I'm almost convinced that will never happen," Lindsay said gravely, "Which makes me more curious."

"You never know he could surprise you."

"He could, but I'm not holding my breath."

She heard the knock on her door and looked over at her clock, what the hell? She pulled her gun out of the table by her bed and checked the peephole. Groaning she put the gun on her side table, unhooked the chain and opened the door, "What the hell Messer? It's 2am!"

He didn't say anything he just strode into the room and pushed the door shut by her head causing her to back up into it. His lips were hovering over hers; her eyes were closing when…

BEEEEPP!

Lindsay shot up in her bed searching frantically for the offending noise. Slamming her hand on the alarm by her bed, she ran a hand over her face and groaned. Oh this was just friggin' perfect. NOW she was dreaming about him!

Danny figured the best tactic to gloss over the incident in the doorway was to act like nothing was different. So the next morning he walked into the locker room and whistled, "Well then Montana, nice look."

She was pulling a blazer on which caused the blouse underneath to expose her belly a little. She blushed mentally slapping herself for letting her mind instantly jump to her dream from the night before, "Grow up Messer." She mumbled.

"Oh I'm all grown," He said with a smirk.

"Yeah I can see that, your ego's so damn big you can hardly fit it in the door." Lindsay smirked right back.

Hawkes walked by at that moment and overheard the last comment; he stuck his head in, "Large ego?" He looked over at Danny, "Is she talking about you again?"

Danny rolled his eyes at Hawkes, "Funny."

Lindsay smiled at the man, "Good to know I'm not the only one who noticed Sheldon."

"Oh every one notices Lindsay," He said with a grin, "Except Danny."

"Yeah, he just thinks he's all that," She continued, liking that the conversation was leading her away from thinking about Danny.

"Key words Lindsay," Hawkes leaned down to say loudly in her ear as she joined him outside the locker room, "He thinks."

She laughed and winked at Danny, "I like him, can I work with him more often?"

Danny glared, "No you can't because after today he will cease to be around and I'm CSI I can hide the evidence."

"He's cute when he's threatening." Lindsay observed before she could stop herself.

Danny just regarded her with a raised eyebrow a slow smile spreading on his face. With Hawkes there he wisely chose to gloss over that statement, for now.

Hawkes laughed, "Isn't he though? So Miss. Monroe, care to join me for sludge like coffee in the break room?"

She smiled at him, "Why certainly Mr. Hawkes. Bye Danny."

He just nodded in her direction them looked at his friend expecting a retort. He wasn't disappointed.

Hawkes hung back a bit longer, "See my boy that is how it's done."

"How what's done? I wasn't doing anything." Danny said defensively.

"That my friend was very apparent." Hawkes winked and headed down the hall.

Danny inhaled and exhaled slowly. Why did he all of a sudden have the urge to pull Hawkes into a headlock so he could fight him for Lindsay's attention? He hadn't thought like that since high school. This was getting ridiculous.