Disclaimer: I own nothing. Just a poor kid trying to amuse herself. Those who own CSI are a lot richer than me. I also don't own 'You and Me'... I'm just borrowing that to act as my muse.

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The Third Dance

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"I've never had so much fun in the rain before." Danny whispered into my ear "Or so much fun getting dry either"

Even after the months of dating, one sentence like that could still make me blush.

"New Yorkers don't know how to have fun in the rain." I replied immaturely as I poked my tongue up at him.

"And you being a country girl and all, you'd run around in every rain storm, right?" Danny replied, smirking down at me.

"Don't mock before you see Danny." I replied slyly, leaning up to whisper in his ear "Some storms can be amazingly sexy."

We still had our playful banter and our pet names. But we had more than that. Those first two dances had begun everything.

"We both got so sick after that night," Danny said as he spun me around. "And Mac, he knew something was up. So did Stella."

"I know." I replied "I still go red when I think of the looks they were giving us that week. And poor Don, he was so confused by everything."

"Well he didn't stay confused for long, did he now?" Danny laughed, as I groaned and buried my head into his chest.

"Must I be reminded Danny?" I pleaded with him.

"It was our third dance you know. That dance, if I remember correctly, made everything happen." He said softly, flashing me a grin and kissing my on the lips.

Amidst the kiss, came thoughts of the third dance we'd shared.

Danny was right. It made everything since then happen.

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Danny and I had been unofficially seeing one another for a couple of weeks after the rain dance before our next dance came along.

After a long, tiring case I found myself alone in the locker rooms. Taking a minute, I lay down on one of the benches and closed my eyes briefly, letting all the strain work caused flow out of my body.

Through my closed eyelids I saw a shadow fall across my path of light. Opening one eye cautiously, I looked up to find Danny grinning down at me, his arms crossed over his firm chest.

"I'm tired," I moaned as I lifted my hands towards him, motioning for him to help me up. "We're definitely sleeping tonight." I added as he grabbed me hands and pulled me into a sitting position before letting go and sitting down behind me.

"Let's see if we still got it boys." He said in his thickly accented voice.

"Oh god" I groaned, "I'm dating a mad man."

"Dating Montana?" Danny questioned from behind me as his hands began to work their way across the knots in my back.

"Mmm" Was my reply as his hands gently caressed the tight flesh of my back, making the tense feelings begin to disappear.

"Are we dating Montana?" Danny asked again, as his hands continued to work their magic.

"Mmm, yes Messer. Is that going to be a problem for you?" I asked in a slightly demanding tone. Apparently Danny liked women who took charge every once in a while.

"No problem" Danny replied huskily, as we fell into a peaceful silence.

Danny was intoxicating. He was like this thing that I'd become addicted to, completely. On his day's off I'd find myself checking my phone every five minutes in case I'd missed a call, or a message… and when those messages came through, I'd smile to myself, and my heart would race, all because I knew he was thinking about me.

He was constantly surprising me, no matter what we did. Be it the little Italian restaurant he'd take me to for Dinner, or the sweet words he'd whisper in my ear as we fell asleep next to one another at night.

I'd find myself looking at him while he was working, watching his body move, watching his expressions change, from frustration, when he couldn't figure something out, to happiness when he closed a case. And if he flashed a grin in my direction, it took mere seconds for shivers to be sent down my spine. On the off chance he touched me, my whole body would go into overload, and all I could think of for the entire day was jumping him as soon as we got home.

"Lindsay" Danny murmured softly.

"Hmm" I replied not wanting to be pulled out of the dream like state his hands had lulled me into.

"You're beautiful" he whispered softly into my ear. "Dance with me" He continued, as gentle sounds of music graced my ears.

I bit my lip nervously, looking down and blushing before nodding and extending my hand towards his own.

What day is it
and in what month
this clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up
and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

Danny began humming along with the words, as he held me close his hands settled on my hips.

"I didn't know you could sing." I said, smiling up at him.

"There's a lot you don't know about me Montana" Danny replied, grinning. "Aside from the large amount of natural charm I possess, which is what makes you so obviously attracted to me." He continued.

I scoffed before retorting "And thank god I can over look the enormous ego you've got."

"I do not have a big ego!" Danny replied, scandalized that I would suggest such a thing.

"Yeah, you do." I laughed "But it's all part of your charm."

"So you admit I've got charm then, Montana?" Danny asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Yes Danny. Now shut up and dance with me."

Cause it's you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to lose
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

"Danny, we should get home."

"We and home in the same sentence." Danny replied gruffly, his head buried in the crook of my neck "I like how that sounds."

"You know what I mean Danny. I'm tired." I whined, hoping that he'd give in if I pleaded a little with him.

"I'm enjoying this dance Montana. I'll hold you up so you don't fall down." Danny said, spinning me around.

"You'll catch me if I fall, you mean?" I said gently, as Danny looked into my eyes and nodded a little.

"Always Montana." He said into my ear, before capturing my lips in a kiss.

All of the things that I want to say
just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping inwards
you got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here

His body pushed against mine, and we found a solid surface when my back collided with the lockers. One of his hands moved up to gently caress my face, the other moved to the side of me, blocking me from escaping. Not that I'd want to escape Danny, especially when all I really wanted to do was rip…

"Danny" I said breathlessly "We can't do this here."

His lips attacked my neck as he ignored my request to move this display to somewhere a little more private, say, anywhere other than our labs locker room.

"Danny" I said again, attempting to push against his strong chest "I'm serious…" I began, but felt his hand creeping under my shirt and gently moving across the now bare skin.

"Danny…." I began a third time, but his lips on mine cut me off.

"You talk to much Montana." Came his brief reply, before he began gently nibbling on my bottom lip.

Cause it's you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to prove
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

His fingers running across the smooth toned skin of my stomach made all rational thought fly out the window. We'd been alone for a good ten minutes, could a few minutes of harmless kissing really be that big a deal.

Suddenly Danny's hand began to wander further up my shirt.

Not to harmless any more.

"Danny…" I tried one final time, only to be cut off by his tongue slipping into my mouth, beginning a heated battle with his own tongue. My hands moved from around his neck to under his own shirt as I softly grazed trails along the top of his jeans, causing Danny to let out a low hiss.

He pulled away from me slightly and raised an eyebrow.

"You were the one who said I talked to much Messer." I replied before pulling him towards me by his shirt and smacking my lips onto his once more, my hands once again roaming up and down his chest.

"This needs to go." I said eventually, breaking the kiss long enough to tug his shirt and wife beater off, exposing his toned chest.

"You drive me insane woman." Danny growled.

"Ditto" I replied, flashing his a short smile.

Danny's growl was even deeper this time. "Don't tempt me Montana." He said slowly, as he disentangled us.

"Tempt you?" I replied innocently, running my hand over his body "I would do no such thing."

"You're mad." Danny replied "Crazy, lost the plot." He rambled, boxing me in against the locker, pressing his entire body against mine. I moaned against him.

"You drive me mad." He whispered before attacking my lips.

There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
everything she does is beautiful
everything she does is right

I became lost in his touch, in his body, which caused the most wondrous sensations all over my body. Shots of bliss shot between my legs as I craved to feel his naked body against my own. His hands were working their way on unhooking my bar, while I reached down to his belt, flipping it open, ready to slide it out.

"Aherm"

Danny's lips left my own as we both turned to look at the offender, but his arms remained tight on either side of my small frame, and his body still remained pressed up against mine. It was like a slow torture.

Flack was standing in the walkway from the lockers to the showers, dripping wet, with only a towel covering his bottom half. His cheeks were flushed pink, from embarrassment, but his lopsided grin remained as Danny and I both turned deep shades of red.

"Nice shower?" Danny said, smirking from beside me as I groaned at his inappropriate comment.

"Not as good as the one you're obviously getting tonight." Flack replied, winking at me as he walked past us to his locker.

I buried my head in Danny's shoulder as he began to laugh.

"This is so not funny." I groaned.

"Yeah, it is." He replied.

"Not exactly how I wanted to share with our co-workers that we're dating Danny." I said.

"They were bound to find out somehow Montana." Danny replied.

"How can you be so nonchalant about this Danny?" I asked in a slightly annoyed tone.

"For two reasons. One, they were bound to find out eventually Lindsay. This thing between us, it's serious for me, very serious. And not something that I'd want to hide." Danny began, practically glowing as he praised our relationship.

"I mean, I wanna marry you one day, and I think we're going to have to tell Mac and Stella a little before then." He continued, not realising what he'd just said.

"You wanna marry me?" I asked softly.

"Of course I do. And Mac and Stella would have to be there." He continued on, still not realising what he'd actually lay out on the table.

And it's you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to prove
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

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"And right there and then, at that exact moment, that's when I fell in love with you, Danny Messer." I said, as I fingered the gold band on my left hand.

"And all it took was a simple dance." He replied, bending down to kiss me.

"I sill can't look Flack in the eye." I said, laughing as Danny pouted.

"It's long gone." He said, trying to make me be quiet for just one minute.

"You know, you never got around to telling me what number two was." I asked.

"I wanted to take you home and ravish you." Danny replied simply.

"Kind of how you were ravishing me when Flack walked in?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh know, it would've been much dirtier than that." Danny stated.

"He walked in on us practically having sex." I exclaimed, baffled as to how Danny still didn't care about that.

"Yeah, but that was nothing compared to that other time." Danny reminded me.

"Oh yeah… that's the"

Danny cut me off with his lips.

Dancing with Danny Messer, not the worst thing in the world, not by far.

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Finis

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AN: I hope you enjoyed it. I know I enjoyed writing it.