Disclaimer: I own nothing. Just a poor kid trying to amuse herself. Those who own CSI are a lot richer than me.

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The First Dance

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I sensed him before I saw him; I felt his hot breath on my neck, as his whispered the words "Let's dance Montana," before I saw him too. I laughed quietly at those words, as I felt his hand wander around my waist, pulling me against his back.

I leant into the embrace, becoming lost for a moment or two, before nodding against his chest. I felt him grin into my hair as he pushed me forward and came to stand in front of me. Looking him up and down, rather, undressing him with my eyes, Danny looked more than inviting dressed in the tux, a requirement for the ball we'd been invited to.

He smirked down at me as he extended his hand out, which I accepted happily. He pulled me up close to him and led me onto the dance floor, where his arms instinctively wrapped around my waist once more, as my arms threaded themselves around his neck, my fingers tangled in his soft hair. I rested my head on his chest, and his chin found the top of my head. We swayed together like this, our bodies melting into one another, our hearts beating against one another.

I smiled slightly, and laughed gently against his chest. "Mmm Montana?" Danny's smooth voice flowed out, his accent taking a hold of my heart once again.

"I was just thinking," I replied softly "About the first time we danced like this."

I felt Danny's laugh rise through his chest. "It wasn't exactly like this, was it?" He answered as he pulled me tighter against him.

No, no it wasn't, I thought, as the memory flashed through my mind as it so often did.

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It had been one, maybe two in the morning. Most of the light in the labs had been dimmed then, except for one.

Danny and I were working late, very late, to get the final paperwork of one case finished. Everyone else had left hours ago, leaving a rather eerie silence surrounding the labs. Crime and murder appeared to be in short supply that night.

I'd just finally become used to the silence, when a loud noise came from the corner. I turned sharply around to see Danny smirking that infamous smirk at me, standing next to the offending object. A radio that was playing old country hits.

"Thought you could relate Montana." Danny said, smiling at me.

Rolling my eyes, I began to turn around when his voice stopped me.

"Wait." He'd said, almost pleadingly.

Raising an eyebrow, I didn't answer, but stopped moving, waiting for him to continue.
Shuffling his feet nervously, he ran a hand through his hair before asking me quietly "Do you uh, do you think, you might wanna dance?"

I looked down quickly so he wouldn't see the blush that had crept up around my neck onto my cheeks. Sitting like that for a few moments, I calmed my breathing before looking up and replying "Are you sure the sleep depravation and lack of caffeine in the labs hasn't made you a little crazy?"

He just laughed as he walked over to me. "What you worried about Montana?" He asked as he reached me, holding out his hand. "Not scared of actually having a good time, are you?"

I made a face and shook my head. Placing my own hand in his, I allowed him to pull me up.

"No, Messer, I'm afraid you'll actually have a good time."

He raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything, only pulled me towards the middle of the room, where there was enough space for dancing. He placed one of my hands on his shoulder, and put one of his own around my waist, while he held my other hand in his, extending it to the side. Danny was actually acting the like a gentleman. His grip wasn't too loose, but it wasn't too tight then either, like he was unsure of what exactly we were doing. Our hands remained locked with one another, as we moved gently to the music, a song unknown to both of us.

As he spun me around, I was actually surprised at the ease Danny obviously felt while dancing. I was also surprised with how at ease I felt dancing with him. We moved slowly to the music, our bodies edging closer together, his grip slowly tightening, my hand finding it's way from his shoulder to the nape of his neck, where I gently tugged at his hair.

I smiled as I looked up into his eyes, and he smiled down at me. His hands moved to around my waist as he pulled me tight against his body. It was all so natural to me, that I didn't think to stop him.

At some point the sung must have changed but we stayed in the same position, the beating of his heart lulling me into a dream like state.

"We've got paperwork to finish" I finally mummered against his chest.

"All work and no play make's Montana a dull girl." He mocked, as I stood back a little and really looked at Danny for the first time.

"So how do we fix that?" I asked, biting my lip innocently, as Danny nervously licked his lips.

It was one of those moments where everything felt slower than it really was. When time was beginning to stand still. That one perfect moment that you can pinpoint and say "That's when my life changed."

I closed my eyes in anticipation, as I felt Danny move his hands to the back of my head and tilt it backwards gently. After what seemed like hours, his lips finally met mine softly… and I became lost in what could only be described at pure, unadulterated bliss.

When I didn't pull away, Danny took that as a sign to deepen the kiss, as his tongue snuck it's way into my mouth, and began a dance with my own. His arms wrapped themselves tightly around my waist, and while one of my hands became tangled in his hair, the other ran slowly up and down his firm chest, feeling, what I thought, was the body of a god.

Finally, when the need for air had become too great, his lips gave me one earth-moving kiss before pulling away from my own. His arms remained wrapped around my waist, our bodies touching in every possible way.

His cheeks were flushed red, his lips swollen from the aggressive kissing, and I could only assume I looked much the same. But to me, Danny had never been so… edible.

"Don't look at me like that Montana." Danny groaned deeply.

That had just made me want him more.

"Like what, Messer?" I'd responded quietly, raising an eyebrow and looking innocently up at him.

That elicited another groan.

"Like that. It's too sexy, and I may not be able to contain myself." He replied, untangling himself from me and walking across to the other side of the room.

"Would that be a bad thing?" I asked, wrapping my arms around myself, slightly cold from where Danny's body had left my own.

He laughed shortly, before replying "Hell no. I just want to ask you out on an actual date before we go there."

I gulped. I hadn't expected that.

"You want to go out on a date?" I said in a tiny voice, as Danny nodded from across the other side of the room.

"With me?"

"Montana, quit playing games with me. And quit looking at me like that." Came the reply.

I couldn't help but grin.

"I'd love to go out with you Danny." I said, skipping over to him and giving him a lingering kiss on the side of his mouth. "I just hope you won't behave yourself then." I added, whispering into his ear.

One final groan and I knew he'd loose it then and there if I didn't leave soon.

"See you tomorrow Messer." I said, grinning, as I grabbed my stuff and practically floated out the door.

A date with Danny Messer, who'd have thought that, could come from a dance?

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AN: This is my first DL fic. I'm not used to writing about adults so please be kind. Also, this was posted on another site if it seems familiar.