Out on the hospital halls, the nurses are chatting among themselves. One of the doctors passes by and he seemed to have made a joke. The nurses laugh.

The janitor comes into view, mopping the floors. He is humming a tune. He looks very old and weak, but he seems like he didn't have a care in the world.

As Danny cradled his backpack on his lap, he looked at all the strangers around him, going about their lives. Three days ago, he felt like he wasn't among them anymore --- in his hospital gown, hooked up in tubes. Now he's back in his casual shirt and jeans. But still, he couldn't feel what they were feeling. Happiness and laughter seemed alien to him.

Danny was staring at the halls so intently that he didn't notice Lindsay come in the room. He didn't say a word to her. Lindsay just sat there beside him.

In took about five to ten minutes of silence before either of them talked. Lindsay was the first to find her voice.

"How are you feeling?" Lindsay asked.

Danny found her question amusing. "Like an idiot" he answered. He stood up and slung his backpack on his shoulder as he prepared to leave.

"I will only ask one thing of you" Lindsay said. Danny looked up, he crossed his arms.

"Now is not the time, Lindsay" Danny answered.

"You can do whatever you want with your life" Lindsay said, her eyes starting to fill with tears "You can hate me forever. You can walk out that door and never talk to me. You can take any random woman and parade her under my nose. You will not hear a thing from me, Danny. Not a thing."

Danny looked at her. The sight of Lindsay crying was almost unbearable.

"But I beg you" Lindsay continued "don't hurt yourself again. I can't live with it"

"The guilt? I didn't do it because of you" Danny said.

Lindsay stood up "You were practically dead when I found you. And I wanted to die myself. I can live with the guilt. It's you I can't live without".

Danny shook his head. "I don't understand. We're right back where we started. You say one thing now, then you say another thing the next. It's like I'm talking to two Lindsays"

Danny turned to leave. Lindsay stopped him.

"Which Lindsay do you choose to believe?" Lindsay said.

Danny's voice fell into a whisper "The Lindsay who will tell me that she feels the same way about me as I feel about her".

Lindsay looked into his eyes. "If there's a Lindsay you should believe" she said "it's the Lindsay who rushed to your door to save your life".

Danny sighed. "What do you want from me?" he asked.

"I just…. I need to…." Lindsay stammered.

"Fix some things. Things I don't know about. That old story" Danny said.

"I'm only asking that you trust my word." Lindsay said.

"And I'm asking you to trust me" Danny said. "that whatever it is, I'm not going to care. But I guess that's too much to ask".

Danny turned his back on her and walked out the door. He walked as fast as he could, so that she wouldn't see his eyes welling up.

Lindsay just stood in the hall, looking as he walked away.

Danny may be alive but his heart had turned cold.

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Thanks so much for the wonderful reviews. "No Isn't Never" went through a really great journey with you guys and hope you had as much fun reading it as I had fun writing it.

I don't mean to defend myself, but I got some reviews that read that they were hoping that Danny didn't commit suicide. Honestly, I don't want him to do that too (I'd be the first to cry). But Danny is my favorite character on CSI:NY precisely because he has this dark, emotional, vulnerable side to him, and he's bound to be self-destructive at some point. And I'd also like to think that he's a hopeless romantic and that his feelings for Lindsay is way beyond the level of infatuation.

Also (and this, I hope they would do in the show) I would like to put Lindsay in a situation where she would potentially lose Danny so she would realize what she feels about him, because up to now, her feelings for Danny is not as crystal clear as what Danny feels for her.

Love Run Cold tonight! I hope it won't be as heartbreaking as I imagine it would be….