DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything which you see as familiar in this story except for my OC, Nicole Sylvia.

NOTES: Once again, thanks for your reviews:D

Lindsay arrived at her apartment to see a red-headed woman waiting for her near her apartment door. She smiled as she got closer to her best friend, Nicole Sylvia.

"Nicky!" she said, hugging her tightly.

"Aw, you know I hate that nickname," said Nicole, hugging her back.

"Anyway, it's so good to see you. Come on in."

Lindsay used her key to open the door and let themselves in. Nicole carried in her suitcase and plopped down on Lindsay's couch.

"How long are you staying here?" Lindsay asked.

"A week. Then it's back to California for me."

"Well, I don't know if I can give you a full tour around New York since I'm working on a case."

Nicole swatted Lindsay's words away. "It's alright. Besides, I came here to see you."

She pulled Lindsay down on the couch with her. "So, how are you doing? Must be exciting; working in the Big Apple, eh?"

"For one thing, crime happens everyday, so that keeps me pretty busy. How about you? How's your job as a magazine editor?"

"Hectic. You won't believe how stressful it is sometimes. So enough about work, is there a special guy in your life?"

Lindsay thought for a moment. Should she mention Danny? Maybe not.

"No," said Lindsay. Nicole gave her a weird look.

"Are you sure, Linds?"

"Sure I'm sure. Why?"

"Cos your ears are reddening. They always do when you're lying."

Lindsay sighed. "You know me too well."

"Of course I do. We have been best friends since we were 13. So tell me about that guy."

"Oh alright. His name is Danny Messer and he's my co-worker."

"Is he cute?"

"Umm – yeah."

"How cute?"

"Oh God, Nicole; I feel like we're back in high school."

"Aw, please tell me!"

Lindsay sighed. "He's very cute. There. I said it."

"Is there any chance that I'll get to see him?" asked Nicole, grinning.

"We'll see."

"So, tell me more about him. I can't believe you never told me about him!"

"Well... he's smart. He's funny. And he can be sweet if he wants to. Other times he's a pain in the ass."

"Why?"

"He made up a nickname for me. Guess what it is? Montana."

"Aw, that's so cute. Montana. That could be his pet name for you."

"Please don't go there, Nicole."

Nicole laughed. "So, did anything happened between you two?"

"Apart from the occasional bickering? Nope."

"You know he wants you."

"No he doesn't."

"Sure he does. You know; like the I-hate-you-on-the-outside-but-I-love-you-on-the-inside thing?"

Lindsay laughed. "Nicole, Danny's a grown man. I doubt he'll play games like that."

"You'll never know..."

Lindsay rolled her eyes. "Are you hungry or anything? You want a drink?"

"Now that you've mentioned it," said Nicole, rubbing her stomach. "I'm very hungry."

"Well, I have some leftover lasagna in the fridge."

"Good enough. Mind if I reheat it in the kitchen?"

"Knock yourself out."

Nicole got up and eagerly went to the kitchen and started opening doors. Lindsay laid back on the couch and turned on the television. Her favorite show, Whose Line Is It Anyway, was on. She was halfway through the show when the doorbell rang. She got up to answer it and saw Danny standing there.

"Danny?" said Lindsay. "What are you doing here?"

"Umm – you left your badge at the cafe."

He took out an NYPD badge from his pocket and held it out in his hand.

"Oh my God, I can't believe I left my badge there!" said Lindsay, taking her badge from Danny.

"You should put it through your belt," he said, lightly touching her waist. Lindsay blushed slightly.

"Anyway, thanks, Danny," said Lindsay, looking down at the floor. There was an awkward silence.

"Lindsay?" said Danny.

Lindsay looked up. "Yes?"

He leaned in closer to her, as if he was going to kiss her. She closed her eyes and waited for the moment to arrive. She couldn't believe what she was about to do; she was about to kiss Danny Messer! Just when their lips were about to meet, they heard a crashing sound. Nicole hurriedly came out from the kitchen, carrying a plate.

"Oops, I dropped a couple of forks and spoons," said Nicole sheepishly. She looked at Lindsay and Danny's flushed faces and smiled mischievously.

"Lindsay, who is that man standing in the doorway?"

"I'm Danny Messer, Lindsay's co-worker."

"Glad to meet you, Danny. I'm Nicole Sylvia, Lindsay's best friend."

"Oh, you must be the one from California."

"Yup that's me. I'll be in the kitchen."

Nicole walked back to the kitchen and Lindsay swore that she saw Nicole winking at her.

Danny looked at Lindsay. "Well, I guess I'll be leaving now. See you at work tomorrow, Lindsay."

"Yeah, see you too."

"Nice meeting your friend, by the way."

"OK."

Danny smiled at her and walked away. Lindsay closed the door and sighed. She put her badge in the drawer where she kept her gun. Nicole came walking in the kitchen. She had a smile on her face.

"He's cute," said Nicole. "I don't know how you could work with him."

"Can I ask you something?" asked Lindsay.

"Sure."

"Do you think I'm falling for Danny?"

"Why do you say that?"

"When you were in the kitchen, Danny came over to return my badge that I left behind."

"Oh, so that's why he was here..."

"Yeah and – and – he almost... kissed me."

"He almost WHAT?" shouted Nicole. Then an evil grin spread across her face. Then she started singing in a kiddy voice. "Danny and Lindsay sitting on the tree; K – I – S – S – I – N – G!"

Even Lindsay laughed. "You're not going to stop teasing me, aren't you?"

"You know I'm not. So tell me, how was it?"

"I could have told you if you didn't make that crashing noise."

"Geez, cut me some slack, won't you?"

Lindsay just laughed. "So answer my question; do you think I'm falling for Danny?"

"Well, he gave you a nickname. Do you find it hard to concentrate when he's around?"

"Yes."

"Do you blush whenever he goes near you?"

"Yes."

"Then girl; yes, you are falling for Danny."

Lindsay blushed as Nicole burst out giggling

DANNY'S POV...

Danny could not believe what he was about to do back at Lindsay's apartment. He was about to kiss Lindsay! He could still feel her lips close to his. If only he had done it sooner. Why hadn't he seen it before? He was probably too busy making her life a living hell and teasing the hell out of her.

Am I falling for Montana? he asked himself.

Yes.

To be continued...