Title: He Confused Her (Part 4)

Author: Jen

Summary: He wasn't sure what it was.

A/N: I actually had enough time to write this. Took me by surprise. Reviews are nice.

The drinks that night weren't what Danny had expected. When Lindsay had asked if he would like a drink, he thought that maybe beers were waiting for him but instead she told him that water and Pepsi were the two only types of drinks she had.

Well. Alright. So they wouldn't get drunk that night but then again Danny was hoping for something more than Pepsi.

"So," Lindsay said as she propped her leg up on a pillow, her body still resting on the couch as Danny took the floor, "how's your case coming along?"

He took a small sip before giving a small shrug of the shoulders. "Eh, its coming fine I guess. The evidence is leading me in circles and I'm ready to just arrest the first suspect we've got."

Lindsay nodded slowly as she ran her hands through her hair. "Maybe the killer knew what he was doing. Knew how to clean up a crime scene."

"Yeah, I'm going to go back to the Morgue on Monday. See if there's anything I missed before. There's something and I've got to get it." Danny said determined as Lindsay gave him a small smile.

He returned it.

Then Lindsay glanced at her clock and her smile widened. "Well Messer, it's been three hours and we haven't killed ourselves yet. Congrats to the both of us." She joked, raising her drink and Danny did the same before the two of them took a sip.

It surprised her. The last thing she would have thought that could have happened this evening was that of Danny Messer and her actually having a semi-intelligent conversation in her apartment. The nerves she had in her stomach didn't entirely go away but she at least felt comfortable enough to open up around him. Something she usually didn't find herself doing quite often with men she had only known for less than a month.

"Lindsay?"

It took her a moment he had asked her name and she looked slightly surprised. "Did you just call me Lindsay? Did Danny finally grow up?"

He laughed it off. "You mind if I at least sit on the couch? My butt is a little sore from sitting on this floor of yours."

Lindsay's eyes glanced from the empty seat on the couch to where Danny was sitting. "Uh, sure. You didn't have to sit on the floor." She told him as he stood up and slowly made his way over to the couch before slowly taking a seat. Once he was seated, he gave her a small smile.

"Well, ya know, I wasn't really sure if you'd rather me be sitting on the floor or the couch so I just took the floor since I would be farther to reach."

Lindsay laughed. "Why would I need to reach you?"

"Incase you had a sudden urge to smack me right across the face. I've seen the way you tackle suspects and that is scary. I don't know what kind of training they had you do in Montana but it surely works."

She laughed again and Danny found himself liking her laugh more and more.

"You're something." She said as she placed her empty cup on the side table and Danny smiled. Lindsay still couldn't get over the fact that her and Danny were getting along so well. Usually the two of them would be trying to plan the other's death but that was only because Lindsay liked to tease Danny. Unfortunately, it was her way of flirting.

"That tank top looks really good on you." Danny randomly said and Lindsay almost had a heart attack.

Danny had complimented her and it made her blush. "Uh, thanks." She said, not so sure how to take it.

"No, I'm serious." Danny said as he looked at her. "It's not like I ever see you in it anyway. We usually you know, don't hang out after work."

"Yeah…" Lindsay said, suddenly feeling slightly hotter than usual.

Danny realized that he was making her uncomfortable. "Sorry," he apologized as he looked away, "it…never mind."

She was biting the inside of her cheek as she slowly turned to look at him. "No, don't worry about it. It's just that I'm not used to getting compliments and mostly from you."

His lips gradually formed themselves into a smile and Lindsay smirked at him. This was just beyond weird.

And then, without any warning, Danny had moved over Lindsay, made sure to be careful of her ankle, and planted his lips against hers. It had taken her by surprise normally she would have pushed him off and give him a beating from hell but somehow she couldn't find herself to do it.

He parted her lips with his tongue and she felt her fingers tingle when their tongues met. The kiss was light at first because Danny was testing the waters. He wanted to make sure that this was alright enough and also was testing to see if he could go any farther. His questions were answered when Lindsay's hands cupped his cheeks with her hands and she turned the kiss more passionate, they're tongues racing against one another.

When both ran out of air, they broke away, panting, lips a bright red. It was awkward and Lindsay found herself trying to avoid his gaze, her heart beating faster and faster. She couldn't believe this had just happened. The night had begun with her ditching him in the locker room and now here he was in her apartment kissing her.

"Maybe I should get going." Danny finally said and Lindsay could only nod. She was too numb to do anything else. "I'll, uh, see you at work on Monday."

Maybe it was because he was too shocked with himself to be able to explain to her what happened. Maybe it was because he wasn't quite sure how he felt about her but what ever it was made him want to get out of there and fast.

So that was the first thing he did. He ran. He left her apartment and closed the door behind him.

TBC.