Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CSINY characters, but Abby is mine!

A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys! I'm glad people are enjoying it…here is the next chapter. It was a little harder to write…I'm trying to establish a little DL 

Chapter Two

"Hey Flack!" Lindsay exclaimed when she saw Flack walk off the elevator. "I can't believe how good you look! Is it ok if I give you a hug?" she asked him.

Flack chuckled. "Sure, but easy ok?"

"Are you trying to steal my girl Flack?" Danny said from behind him.

"Danny! Go easy, it's his first day back!" Lindsay said as she released Flack from the hug.

"Good to have you back man." Danny said as he slapped Flack's shoulder.

"Trust me; it's good to be back. It was torture staying home all day."

"Whatever, you had people waiting on you hand and foot. I bet you had the women fighting each other to help you. Talk about heaven on earth." Danny smiled.

Lindsay noticed a change in Flack's expression. She quickly changed the subject. "So desk duty for awhile?"

Flack sighed. "Ya, for a few weeks at least."

"Mac said you'll be working here too?" Lindsay asked.

"Ya, going over cold cases and such." Flack supplied.

"You'll continue your physical therapy right?" Danny winked. Flack shot him the look of death. He told Danny about Abby in complete confidence. 'Figures' Flack thought.

Lindsay looked back and forth between Danny and Flack. Something was definitely going on. Flack looked uncomfortable.

"Danny, let's go. We have to get this stuff to Mac." Lindsay started.

"Go ahead. I'll catch up; I wanna talk to Flack." Danny smirked.

"Danny. Now." Lindsay said in a low, no nonsense tone.

Flack laughed at the look on Danny's face. He obviously knew what that tone meant.

"I can give you a ride home man. We'll catch up." Danny said as he started heading in the direction Lindsay was going.

"Sure. Better get goin' man. Before she sets up an embargo or something." Flack winked.

Xxxxxxxxxxx

"Is it necessary for you to patronize him like that?" Lindsay asked Danny later that afternoon.

"Who?"

"You know who!" she said seriously. "His first day back and you're already chastising him like a 12 year old."

"Come on, it's too easy. He's head over heels for some chick in his building that he shared granola bars and juices boxes with in a stairwell." Danny chuckled. When he got no response from Lindsay, he looked up at her from his paperwork.

"Don't tell me…." Danny started.

"You're right, I think it's cute." She said matter-of-factly.

"Montana, come on." Danny said laughing.

"It's simple, and thoughtful. Maybe it's what Flack needs to get through this."

"He thinks she's too young for him. Actually, no, he thinks that she thinks he's too old." Danny waved his hand around as he got back to work.

"He's never heard the saying 'love hath no age'?" Lindsay smiled.

Xxxxxxxxxx

Flack sighed. He was getting nowhere. He couldn't stay focused on anything for more than ten minutes. Everything reminded him of Abby. Something she said, something she did. 'Dammit! I'm losing it!'

Flack ran his hand over his face. It had been two weeks since he first met Abby. He had seen her around a few times since then. Mostly just casually in the hallway or stairwell. He remembered how happy she was when he climbed all the stairs at once.

Flashback

Flack opened the door to the 5th floor. He was winded, in some pain, but smiling.

"You look happy." A voice said as he walked through the stairwell door.

"And you don't." Flack smiled. Abby looked extremely pissed off. Her hair was messed up, she looked tired and sweaty.

"Why thank you for noticing." She said as she put her hands on her hips. "Why are you so happy?" she inquired.

"I'll have you know I just climbed all those stairs in one shot. And I'm carrying my own groceries." Flack smiled as he puffed up his chest and held up the bags as proof.

"Ducky, that's awesome!" She said as she went to hug him. "That's a huge step for you. Any pain? Dizziness?" she stopped herself. "Sorry, force of habit."

" S'okay." He smiled. "No dizziness, little pain." He said. "But nothing to worry about, I promise." He finished quickly when he saw the worried look on her face.

"You gonna tell me why you look about ready to strangle someone?" Flack asked smiling.

Abby's face scrunched up and she sighed. "Miss Piggy got out. I'm trying to find her. You'd be amazed how many places she's found to hide."

Flack chuckled. "She's done this before?"

"Oh ya, her favourite pastime, driving me crazy. Usually she comes out after a half hour. It's only be 20 minutes, I've got ten more minutes left of this."

"Well, enjoy." Flack laughed.

"I will. And congrats Ducky!"

End Flashback

"Hey man. You ready to go?" Danny called from the doorway.

Flack sighed. "Ya, sure"

"Woah man, rough day?"

"Nah, just long."

Danny chuckled. "Little lady got your mind racing?"

"Like you wouldn't believe." Flack admitted.

Danny smirked. "I remember those days. It's worth it in the end."

"Ya, I'm not sure this is gonna work out the way it did with you and Monroe." Flack said.

"You never know. Let's go, she's waiting for us." Danny smirked.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxx

"You sure you don't mind Flack?" Lindsay asked as they walked into Flack's apartment.

"It's fine. I've learned to cook and apparently I'm good." Flack smiled. "Lemme go change and I'll get started. Messer, can you hit play on the answering machine?"

Flack walked to his room as the messages started to play.

"Donald….it's your mother….you need to call me. I haven't heard from you in two weeks. Call me Donald."

Flack heard Danny laughing. "Call your mother, Donald."

"Erase it Messer."

"Ducky….it's me….uh, I got your number from Mrs. Myers, I hope you don't mind."

Flack recognized Abby's voice, and of course his new nickname. He could tell she was upset, her voice was cracking on the machine. Danny and Lindsay looked up at him when he came out of the room.

"Sorry to bother you but, I….uh sniffle can't find Miss Piggy." She chocked on her words. "I have to go to work, but if you see her, could you catch her for me? Call me at work if you see her? 555-6757. Thanks Ducky…"

Flack let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Ducky?" Danny asked trying his hardest to keep a straight face.

Flack let out a small smile. "Ya, like Donald Duck…"

Danny couldn't take it. He burst out laughing. Tears were streaming down his face and he could barely stand.

"Alright, alright." Lindsay said. "What does the cat look like?"

"Umm, I've only see it once. Dark, long hair, very fat." Flack replied. He headed over and opened the door. He looked down the hall and saw an extremely angry looking cat lying against Abby's apartment door.

Lindsay walked past Flack and picked her up. Flack stopped her before she came back into the apartment. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm bringing the cat in so she's doesn't get into the stairwell or something." She said.

"She can't come in here. I'm allergic." Flack said. He could already feel his eyes starting to get itchy.

"She can't just stay out there. Take benadryl or something." She huffed, holding the cat protectively.

"Says the farmgirl who has no allergies." Flack murmured. He shut the door behind Lindsay and went for the phone.

"What are you gonna say?" Danny teased as Flack dialed the number.

"Uh, that I found the cat, alive." He returned.

"You have to be nicer than that!" Lindsay said. "Tell her she looks happy, didn't lose weight, and is purring like crazy."

Danny and Flack just stared at her.

"What? Animal people treat their animals like children."

"Yes, could I speak to Abby Everett please. Don Flack ma'am. Yes, I'll hold."

Danny inched closer to Don, hoping to catch both sides of the conversation.

"Hey. So I found Miss Piggy. She was outside your apartment door. No, I don't think she thinks you're a terrible mother….Abby, you had to go to work. It's ok, she's fine. Still fat, happy and purring. Okay, 3 hours it is. It's no problem, really. See you later." Flack was blushing when he hung up the phone.

"Oh Ducky! You're my hero!" Danny gushed in a girly voice.

"Shut up Messer!" Flack growled.

"That's really cute Flack. Bonus points for you." Lindsay winked.

Three hours later

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Flack got up off the couch to answer his door.

"Woah, Ducky. You look like shit." Abby gasped. "Are you sick?" she brought her hand up to feel his forehead, to his cheek.

Flack's stomach somersaulted. "No, allergies." He said as best he could.

"Why didn't you tell me?" she exclaimed. "You shouldn't have the Pig in your apartment Don!"

His stomach flipped again when she used his given name. She rushed past him and scooped up the cat.

"I really appreciate this Ducky. I owe you one." She smiled. "Actually, probably two since you're allergic to her."

She stood on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek. "I'd better go before she makes you any worse. Take benadryl, and don't rub those eyes. Thanks again."

With that she was gone. He couldn't even get in the 'no problem' and 'my pleasure' he has practised.