A/N: Never been to New York. So bare with me.

Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own any of this peole.

If you're going through hell
Keep on going, Don't slow down
If you're scared, don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

Saturday…10:24 in the morning.

A knock on her front door finally tugged Lindsey awoke. She put her arms under her pillow and pulled it up over her ears, trying to block out the noise. The banging got louder. Lindsey gave a low growl and rolled out of bed. She ran a hand through her hair and made her way through her apartment. "Who is it?" she questioned.

"Open up, Montana," came the reply. Lindsey dropped her forehead to the door and closed her eyes briefly. Danny knocked again. She unlocked the door and opened it.

"What?"

"Well, good morning to you too, Sunshine," he said happily, as he pushed passed her. Lindsey closed the door and turned to face her intruder. Danny had a bright smile on his face. "Brought breakfast," he said, holding up a cup tray with two coffees and a bag, which Lindsey guessed, had muffins. She shook her head but smiled.

After the two friends had settled down at Lindsey dinette table, Lindsey asked, "What are you doing here, Danny? And don't say eating breakfast." Danny gave her a smile.

"Can't a guy stop by to check on a friend?" Lindsey gave him a sly smile. "That and I thought that if ya didn't have any plans today…that maybe…we could do somethin'? Me and you."

"What do you have in mind, Messer?" she asked after a moment of silence.

"Just finish your coffee and go get dress. Jeans and a shirt. Nothing fancy."

Saturday…8:31 at night.

Lindsey unlocked her door and pushed it open. Danny followed her in and closed the door behind him. Lindsey sat down a piece of paper on her table. A picture of her and Danny taken on a ride at an amusement park. She smiled as she turned back to her guest. "Thank you, Danny. For a great day."

"Don't mention it, Monroe," Danny said with a wave of his hand. "I'm glad to see that you're feeling better." Lindsey walked to her couch and flopped down.

"I do," she answered, taking off her shoes. "I really needed today. Have a seat." Danny rubbed his hand across his thighs and walked over to take a seat on the couch by Lindsey. "I don't remember when I had so much fun." Lindsey turned to face Danny, and pulled her feet up underneath her.

"I'm glad, Montana," Danny said, turning on the couch and putting his arm across the back.

"So tell me, Danny, why did you come here today?" Danny shrugged.

"I don't know, I guess I just couldn't stand seeing you depressed." Lindsey smile.

"You really are a sweet man."

"Hey, now don't go tellin' anybody that," he teased.

"I think they already know." Danny's hand came up off the back of the couch and he trailed his fingers lightly over her hair. Lindsey leaned into his hand slightly and felt a shock wave run through her.

"Lindsey," Danny said hoarsely.

"Yes."

TBC...