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A/N: Chapter 3 for you guys! I have the next chapter partly written and a few more ideas for where I want this to go. My muse was very kind to me last night and this morning…enjoy!

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Chapter 3

"Nice of you boys to finally make an appearance…" Stella smirked as Danny and Flack entered the pub.

"Interrogation went long," Danny grumbled "but he confessed."

"Good job." Stella smiled. "Some people have already come and gone. Did you know that Lindsay and Zoey are quite the social butterflies?"

Flack and Danny both blinked, not believing her.

"Oh ya, out here dancing, mingling, and singing. God, you couldn't pry that microphone from Linsday's cold, dead hands."

"Lindsay? As in, Lindsay Monroe…from Montana?" Flack questioned.

Stella smiled and nodded towards the small stage where the karaoke was set up. Lindsay and Zoey were up on stage, looking through the song list, giggling.

Danny pondered the scene in front of him. Lindsay was wearing dark jeans and tight white wifebeater that put his to shame. Zoey wore jeans as well, with a black halter top that had Flack's complete attention. Both of them were barefoot.

Lindsay grabbed the microphone from the stand. "Can I have everyone's attention puh-leeeeasssse." She said giggling.

"Jesus, is she drunk?" Danny questioned.

Marty snickered from behind him. "No, she's always like this…both of them are actually. We'd be pulling them off the bar counter and trying to find their clothes if they were drunk."

"Are you kidding me!"

"Ask Hawkes if you don't believe me. You don't see them out of the lab much, do you?" Marty laughed.

"OK! Everyone? As you all know, Zoey is leaving us to return to her real job!" Lindsay announced putting her arm around Zoey's shoulder. "I told her she's still got to come out with us," she was answered with hooting and hollering "so she can still know what it's like to have a good time!" More hooting and hollering.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Flack asked Danny.

"I can't believe that's Montana."

"We're gonna sing…again. This is our song. Hey Danny! Flack! You guys are next!" Lindsay screamed waving at them. Everyone cheered as the guys gave her a small wave in response.

As the music began for 'Our Lips Are Sealed' Danny and Flack searched for the easiest way out.

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One hour, and a horrible rendition of 'Try A Little Tenderness' courtesy of Danny and Flack later, the crowed had thinned out, leaving Lindsay and Zoey alone with Danny and Flack.

"I'm gonna go talk to her…" Danny motioned in Lindsay's direction.

"Break a leg man." Flack patted his shoulder. "I'm going to try to figure her out." He nodded towards Zoey, who was sitting at the bar.

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"Montana."

Lindsay jumped slightly in surprise.

"I think we should talk…..about the other day."

"Look Danny, it's okay, I get it, a one time thing, rite of passage so to speak, it's ok…you don't have to explain." Lindsay said quickly.

"Woah, slow down Montana." Danny interrupted. "What are you goin' on about?"

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"What do you think they're talking about?" Flack asked as he sat on the barstool next to Zoey, who was watching Danny and Lindsay's exchange.

Zoey glanced over to him quickly, and returned her attention to Danny and Lindsay. "My guess? She rambled on about understanding the kiss was a casual 'everyone's gotten at least one' type deal. Now he's trying to figure out if that's good or bad, and if she'll let him do it again.

Flack chuckled. "Sounds about right."

"So predictable. Worse than high school kids."

"And you would know…"

Zoey smiled and met his eyes. "I would. Zoey Connors, nice to meet you."

"Don Flack. Likewise."

"Ah, so you are Flack."

"Is that good or bad?" he asked, a little worried.

"Could go either way really. But I've been told we have a basketball date this weekend?"

"So you're up for it then?" he asked hopefully.

"Of course!" she scoffed. "Saturday?"

"Ya, Danny's on call, so we'll play at the court near the lab."

"Hope you're ready play. This isn't going to be some light workout." She winked.

"Does Monroe even play?" he asked, only half joking.

Zoey laughed. "Just be ready." She glanced over to Danny and Lindsay. Their conversation has obviously gone well, they now stood closer and were both smiling.

"Looks like Lindsay may change her mind about girls versus boys." Flack pointed out.

Zoey scoffed. "Not if I have anything to do with it."

Flack and Zoey would both tell Danny was about to go in for kiss number two. Flack nearly jumped out of his skin when Zoey called out. "Hey! Monroe! Let's go!"

Lindsay shot her a dirty look. Zoey had a huge grinned on her face and pointed to the door.

"Oh, you are pure evil." Flack chuckled.

"Gotta keep you guys on your toes." She winked.

Lindsay was obviously pissed. "What the hell was that!" she hissed as they walked out the door.

Zoey chuckled. "Always leave them wanting more Linny." She whispered just loud enough for Flack to hear.

Lindsay sighed before turning to the guys. "See you boys at 10."

"We'll be there." Danny winked.