A/N: Seeing that it's 3am and I a) can't sleep, b) am upset the CSI: NY had no Danny/Lindsay scenes (and I can't find any good video montages of them, probably because of the lack of subsequent scenes together), and c) they gave Danny a girlfriend! Grrr. So, I thought I would update. So I apologize if the chapter is below the standard par.

A/N: Same disclosures as in Chapter 1 apply here. Please don't forget to review!

Danny and Lindsay hardly saw each other, other than random glances from labs or passing in the hall, for the rest of the week and most of the following week. Mac had Lindsay working with Flack and himself on some jumper case that, while originally thought to be suicide, was starting to look like an elaborate staged crime scene. Lucky bastards, Danny thought, he would have given anything to be working with Lindsay right now. He wanted to see her, to talk to her. He felt horrible about just disappearing on her this morning, but he couldn't look at her face after he kissed her. Even if it was only a kiss on the cheek, he didn't think that he would be able to look at her if he wasn't what she wanted. She had been on his mind constantly since that day in the parking garage. He tried calling her cell phone a couple of times, but hung up before she (or her voicemail) picked up. He knew that she probably had caller id on her phone, but he just couldn't bring himself to say the things he wanted to say over the phone. He knew that they would have to hash this thing out in the end, and he would rather it be sooner than later, but he wanted to be face to face, preferably over dinner, he thought to himself.

Danny just finishing up with the paperwork on his case, he had finally closed it. The computer found a match on the bullet, and it was all down hill from there. It turned out that the owner of the gun was a known drug dealer and had shot the victim, his sister, because she had stolen some of his merchandise, and then gone to the cops to rat him out. It had taken him longer than normal to finish his paperwork, she kept walking by. She seemed irritated about something; Danny wondered what but unfortunately didn't have time to dwell on it.

1 hour later

Danny stood up and stretched. Finally, he thought, I'm done. He closed the folder, picked it up and started walking towards Mac's office to hand it in. Mac and Lindsay were standing outside of it and it looked like they were in a serious conversation. Lindsay had her arms on her hips, and was idly tapping her foot. Mac on the other hand had his arms crossed over his chest in a slightly ominous way. Danny, not wanting to interrupt or overhear anything that wasn't any of his business, slowed his pace. Not that it did any good, Mac and Lindsay, well Lindsay mostly, weren't really trying to be quiet.

"Mac you know my position on this! It wasn't part of the job description in Montana and I'm not going to do it here!" Lindsay, who was practically shouting now.

"Lindsay, you have to understand that I get your problem with this but it just isn't my call. They changed the requirements, everyone has to adjust. You just have to go, do it, and get it over with. Nothing changes, not your day to day responsibilities or what you contribute to the team," Mac was obviously trying to keep the situation controllable, and was trying to keep his voice level, "Danny, is there something I can do for you?"

Mac had noticed Danny slowly walking up the hall, rather too slowly, almost trying to be inconspicuous. However, Mac's change of focus gave Lindsay the chance to end the conversation without really finishing it and rush off towards one of the labs.

"Lindsay! Lindsay, you have to get it done by Friday or you're confined to the lab!" Mac shouted after her. Mac rubbed his forehead. "What can I do for you Danny?"

"I just wanted to turn in my case report for the Muliet shooting to you. Didn't mean to interrupt anything, sorry if I did." Danny said. Mac looked stressed beyond what was normal for Mac, "Mac, everything ok? Anything that I can help with?"

"No, no, but thanks Danny. However, if you see Lindsay could you tell her that I would like to finish our conversation, today? Thanks." Mac answered and went into his office with Danny's report in hand.

"No prob Mac. I'll pass the message on." Danny replied to Mac's quickly retreating back. Danny started to walk off in the direction that Lindsay went, hoping to find her. He walked to the end of the hall where the emergency stairwells were. The door was open, wedged with a chair, and when he looked inside, there she was just sitting there on the steps. Her head was in her hands and he thought he heard soft sobs coming from her direction.

"Hey." He said softly, "You okay?" He tried to make the concern he had for her clear in his voice.

Lindsay looked up; her eyes were red and slightly puffy. She wiped her face with her hands, and then wiped her hands on her pants. "Hey," she replied not really looking at him, "Yeah I'm fine."

"You looked like you just had a pretty heated discussion with out fearless leader. He said he wants to finish it today, you probably shouldn't keep him waiting…" Danny trailed off and sat down beside her. He couldn't stand to see a woman cry, but especially Lindsay. He wanted to just take her in his arms, hold her and tell her everything, whatever it was, would be ok.

"Yeah well, I don't want to talk right now" said Lindsay simply, "Mac can wait until Hell freezes over for all I care." She leaned against the wall and looked at him. How could he be like to totally different people, she thought to herself, one minute he's a complete jackass and the next he's this sweet, kind, caring guy who wants to make sure that she's ok. She still wasn't going to give him more ammo that necessary however, not until she was sure.

"We can just sit here then. I solved my homicide today. It was the brother, sad ending to the family story. Mother was shot in a drive-by, father got shanked in prison, then the brother kills his baby sister for ratting him out to the cops, and now he'll probably die behind bars too." Danny didn't know what else to talk about, he was babbling and he knew it but somehow he didn't think she would want to discuss this morning in the stairwell of the lab. "Sure you don't want to talk about it? I'm a good listener." Never hurts to try again, he thought. He looked at her face, studying it. The redness of her eyes had gone down, but they were still a little puffy, but she still looked beautiful to him. He smiled at her, and she smiled back.

"Thanks but no thanks Danny. I should go talk to Mac, or go back to work…not sure which I'll do yet but thanks for the offer." Lindsay said as she used his shoulder to help her stand up. She wiped off the seat of her pants and started to walk away but she turned back and faced Danny. Their faces were level with each other now; she could smell the soft smell of his cologne, smelled like Polo Sport, one of her favorites. Their eyes stared deep into each other, time seemed to stand still.

"Did I thank you for the other morning? I did really have a great time." Lindsay said softly, leaning in kissing Danny softly. It was electric when her lips touched his, and even though it was only for a second, it seemed like an eternity. She pulled back and went back into the lab area. She couldn't believe that she did it, but she was so glad that she did. She hardly realized where her feet were taking her, but she was snapped back to reality when they stopped in front of Mac's door. She raised her hand to knock, knowing that it would be better to get this over and done with now than put it off.

"Come in" came Mac's reply.

Danny meanwhile was still sitting on the steps in the stairwell. She had kissed him. The memory kept running through his mind over and over. It seemed like the kiss lasted for hours, even thought it was only seconds. He could still taste her lips on his, and smell the raspberry scent of her shampoo. Just then, Stella walked by the open door.

"Danny, you ok?" Stella asked concerned. Danny was sitting there, like he was dazed or in shock. She leaned against the doorframe.

"Yeah Stel, I'm good." Danny answered her while standing up, "Just needed some fresh air, get some perspective ya know?" He flashed a smile at her and walked back into the lab.

"You call the smell of the stairwell fresh air?" Stella said to Danny's retreating back, making a face and shaking her head in disbelief. Danny just waved his hand in the air, acknowledging that he heard her, but kept walking.