Title: He Confused Her (Part 2)

Author: Jen

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary: He followed.

A/N: Reviews are nice.

Danny wasn't sure why but he followed that evening. Maybe it was because of his curiosity or maybe it was because he was drawn to her. There was something about Lindsay Monroe that made Danny crave for more of her.

He continued to follow her, keeping his distance because somehow or another he didn't want Lindsay to have the satisfaction that she had caught Danny's attention.

The cat and mouse game had begun. Lindsay the cat and Danny the mouse.

Lindsay didn't hail a cab that evening and Danny knew that a woman in heels wouldn't walk very far on her own. And because of the heels, Lindsay had a slight height advantage over the millions of other people on the streets giving Danny easy access in locating where she was. Due to the fact that Danny had grown up here in New York, he was able to weave his way in and out of the people and managed to focus only on her while fading everyone else away.

He was sure they had walked at least eight minutes when Lindsay stopped in front of the night club. She stood in front of it, debating whether or not she should make her way in.

As she was thinking, Danny took that opportunity to take a good look at her. He couldn't help it. Her hair looked darker that night, half pulled back into a clip and his eyes gazed down her body. He noticed how the red tank top fit nicely around her curves as so did her black pants. A dress jacket was in her arms along with her purse, her black high heels tapping every so often as she continued to find herself deep in thought.

Lindsay was different from other girls Danny met. Most of the girls Danny found himself with were, well, "fake". Women who'd drop anything just to please him. Ask her to jump out into the streets and she'd do it for him. Sure. The girls loved him but he found himself not loving any of them.

There was Aiden, but she wasn't anything along the levels of romance he was looking for. It started out with the two of them giving each other small flirts but when a bad accident happened to Danny, he noticed that Aiden cared for him like a brother. Maybe it was because she grew up around them but the intimate feelings Danny thought he had for Aiden were gone in seconds.

He was more comfortable being on a brotherly relationship than anything else.

But Lindsay challenged him. Lindsay drove him insane. Lindsay made him irritated. Lindsay stood up against him. Lindsay could easily have Danny around her finger and that was thrilling to him. It was something new to Danny. No one, except for Aiden here and there, had ever stood up against him and challenged him at his level. Lindsay didn't crumble at his feet, she didn't throw herself at him, she played hard to get.

"Move bitch!" Someone yelled and it snapped Danny back to reality. He quickly looked back at Lindsay and noticed a man had pushed her, his fists curled, his eyes filled with fire and it was enough to send Danny running at him.

The man had noticed Danny out of the corner of his eye and when he turned, ready to fight, he caught a glimpse of the NYPD badge on Danny's belt and in matter of seconds, the man ran off, pushing people out of his way as he ran towards safety.

Danny hadn't even realized he forgot about his badge but right now it was the badge he was worried about, it was the look he was receiving from Lindsay.

It was a look that he wished he could forget. Her face was mixed with emotions. Fury, rage, humiliation, surprise and weak. All five put into one look and it was directed right at Danny. He noticed her eyes were narrow but her lips were shaking. Her knuckles were white from grasping too hard on her purse but her stance was slanted, as in defeat.

But it was when she spoke that it really hit him hard. "Messer! What are you doing here?" She hissed, her eyes flashed danger.

"You told me-"

"-I was being sarcastic!" She interrupted. "I didn't seriously mean follow me!"

He fell silent and she groaned loud before turning too sharply on her heel, causing her leg to snap and her body down to the ground. Danny tried to react quickly, but she hit the ground before his hands could even grasp onto her and a small yelp of pain escaped her lips.

"God Damnit!" She swore, her jacket and purse falling to the ground besides her. "Fuck. Shit. Hell."

Danny winced slightly at her swearing and he reached to help her up but she quickly glared at him and swatted his hand away before muttering "bastard" under her breath.

"Can you move?" Danny asked as he watched her move slightly before collapsing down on the ground.

Lindsay's eyes glanced around nervously. "Is anyone watching?" She asked, turning her head away from Danny's gaze.

Danny slowly looked around and all be damned, everyone on the whole fucking sidewalk was watching. "…No." Danny lied as he heard her sigh in relief. "Seriously, let me help you up."

"Why? So you can drop me?"

Danny stifled a laugh. "No. I promise I won't."

"You sure?"

He nodded at the back of her head. "Yeah."

"Alright." Lindsay said as Danny moved behind her.

"Just listen to what I say." Danny said as Lindsay slowly nodded. He placed his right hand under her legs and placed his left under her back before he gently and carefully picked her up. Someone would have found this gesture quite romantic but Lindsay found it incredibly embarrassing.

"Oh God." Lindsay breathed as she met all the staring eyes. "They're watching me. You're a fucking liar!"

"Shut up." Danny muttered as Lindsay's jaw dropped at his response. "They've been watching the whole time."

"Great. Just great." Lindsay said as Danny began to make way, Lindsay still in his arms. "First month in New York and I've got Messer carrying me home."

Danny smirked. "Yeah. Aren't you lucky?"

TBC.