Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CSI NY characters, but Zoey is all mine!
A/N: Here is chapter 4! Just a note, I'm not a basketball guru or anything, I just play the way my bother tells me to, which is probably wrong, so forgive any 'technical' mistakes. I'm more of a hockey girl myself ;)
Trixie7 – Here is the basketball game!
Snobear96 – Glad you like Zoey!
Princessg – girls vs. boys games are always the best…silly boys, always underestimating girls
Kasmith101 – We'll find out about Danny and Lindsay's conversation later…
Demolished – soul – Everyone seems to be looking forward to the basketball date LOL Hope I've done it justice!
Vicki – Glad you think it's cute
Chilli-peppers – She is evil! Of course, best friends tend to be evil to each other at one time or another!
The Little Corinthian – Aren't friends just the greatest? ;) Hope you enjoy the basketball!
Smiliee – Here is some more, hope you like it!
Chapter 4
Danny and Flack were already on the court when the girls arrived. Their eyes nearly popped out of their heads when they showed up on sweat short and razor back tank tops.
"So ladies, all warmed up?" Zoey teased.
"We're more worried about you, since you just got here." Flack smiled at her.
"S'ok, we jogged here, so we're good to go." Lindsay said with a serious face as she took a sip of water. 'Shove that in you pipe and smoke it boys.' Both men gulped, the girls had barely broken a sweat, maybe this wasn't going to be as easy as they thought.
"What are we playing for?" Danny asked, bouncing the ball a few times. Lindsay could hardly take her eyes off him. How could a guy make basketball shorts and a sweaty wifebeater look so good?
"Hmmm…" Lindsay pondered. "If we win….you take us out for dinner…restaurant of our choice."
"And if we win?" Flack asked.
"It's up to you…"
"You come as our dates to the NYPD fundraiser ball." Danny stated.
"No way! I don't do fancy dresses." Zoey protested.
"You do now. Deal." Lindsay grinned. "Let's go."
An hour later, they were all soaked with sweat.
"Alright Connors, I dare you. Try and get around me." Flack taunted. Zoey laughed as she bounced the ball. Flack and Danny had long since taken their shirts off. Lindsay had let out a soft, dreamy sigh as Danny lifted his shirt over his head, but Zoey was able to get her attention back.
"Come on Zoey!" Lindsay yelled as she tried to keep Danny from going towards her.
Zoey contemplated her next move. She figured she'd go for broke. I mean, the girls were losing by a lot, and there was no way they were gonna win. She smiled evilly. A worried look crossed Flack's face.
Zoey ran full speed towards Flack and slammed right into him. Flack toppled to the ground while Zoey not so gracefully scored.
"FOUL!" Flack called from his spot on the ground.
"You stepped back!" Lindsay called. "No foul!"
Lindsay was laughing so hard, Danny thought she would fall over.
The fun was interrupted by his pager. "Shit, I gotta go guys. The ball is two weeks from tonight, we'll pick you ladies up at 7." He winked as he gathered his stuff up.
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"So….you and Flack?" Lindsay smirked as they washed dishes.
"There is no me and Flack." Zoey said sincerely "but you and Danny, how's that?"
Lindsay blushed. "Ya…it's good. The night at Patty's was good. A few things were resolved. It's nice, comfortable, you know?"
Zoey smiled softly. "Well, I don't know, but I get it. It looks good on you Linny."
"Thanks Zoey. For everything, coming to the game and agreeing to the ball. I know it's not your top priority to date. But Don's really nice, and I think he's into you." Lindsay winked.
"He'll get the whole story and run so fast it's not funny." Zoey frowned.
"You don't know that." Lindsay said softly. She had to admit; she thought Zoey would be good for Flack and vice versa. Of course, she wasn't sure how Flack would react to Ryan. Zoey was thinking to same thing.
"Dating a girl with a 6 year old son isn't every guy's cup of tea Lindsay." Zoey pointed out. As if on cue, Ryan made his entrance.
"Momma?" he asked sleepily. "Movie's over, can I watch another one?"
Lindsay smiled. God, that kid was so cute. Dark brown hair and light blue eyes. He looked adorable when he was dressed in his Buzz Lightyear pyjamas, eyes half closed in sleep.
"It's time for bed, big guy." Zoey smiled. "Can you go brush your teeth please?"
Ryan let out a big dramatic sigh. Lindsay laughed.
"Ry, first day of grade one tomorrow! Faster you go to bed, the faster tomorrow comes!" Lindsay told him excitedly.
"Are you bringing me to school? I told Adam that my aunt was a policeman, and he didn't believe me. Can you show him your badge?" he asked hopefully.
Zoey laughed. "If she's here in the morning then yes, she can come with us ok?"
Ryan smiled. He seemed satisfied with that answer. Zoey followed him to the bathroom to help him get ready for bed. Lindsay smiled. She couldn't believe Zoey sometimes. 25 years old, holds a decent job, raises a 6 year old on her own. Lindsay loved living here, having the chance to help her best friend. Ryan was a great kid. Quiet, smart and respectful. Of course, he had his moments, but a good kid all in all.
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"Mom! Aunt Linny! Hurry!" Ryan called from the door.
"Easy Ry! We're early. Mom's coming, she'll meet us downstairs."
"So we can take the elevator?"
"Sure." Lindsay smiled.
"Why couldn't I go to the basketball game you played?" Ryan asked once he had pressed all the buttons in the elevator.
"Because, it was an adult's game. Your mom and I played against two police officers we worked with." Lindsay explained.
"But I'm good, Linny, I would have made you win." He pouted.
"I know you could have. But mom and I get to go on a date since we lost. Your mom gets to dress up in a nice dress and go dancing. She likes that, right?" Lindsay asked.
"She does! She dances at home with me lots! She laughs a lot when we do." He smiled
They finally go to the lobby where Zoey was waiting for them.
"Every floor?" she asked as the stepped off.
"Is there any other way to ride the elevator?" Lindsay asked sarcastically.
Zoey laughed. "Okay Ryan, first day of school, let's go!"
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"Hey Montana! Wait up!" Danny called down the hallway.
"Danny, what's up?" she smiled.
"There is a guy in interrogation asking for Zoey. Says he's one of her students. Can you call her?"
Lindsay glanced at her watch. "She's teaching."
"This guy, Nick Hotkins, won't say anything until he talks to her." Danny sighed.
"Ok, I'll call her."
Thirty minutes later a very irate Zoey walked off the elevator at the station. She spotted Lindsay who waved her over.
"Ok, so he's in with Danny and Flack. They found him this morning at 10, with our victim's wallet." Lindsay informed her on the way down the hall. "Are you ok?"
"Oh, peachy. This is what I don't like about the job. I put myself out there, and this is what I get in return." Zoey was fuming.
"Well, you look very professional today." Lindsay smiled, motioning to Zoey's black dress pants, white blouse, and high heels.
"I had a lunch date," she smiled. "With a social worker."
They walked up to the two way mirror, so Zoey could see what was going on. Flack and Danny were just sitting staring intently at Nick.
"Ready?" Lindsay asked.
"I guess so." Zoey smiled weakly.
Lindsay tapped on the glass. Danny got up and came to the door. He poked his head out. "Come join the party Zoey."
"Hey! Ms Connors! Tell them I'm not a murderer. You're looking hot today…." He winked at her.
Flack took exception to the kid's eyes on Zoey. "Hey! Romeo!"
"Dude, easy! She your woman or somethin'? Coz I could see it….I bet she's a tiger in the sac!" Nick sneared.
"Well, Nick, I'd love to help you out, but you haven't been in class as of late, so I really can't vouch for your whereabouts, much less you actions." Zoey said calmly.
"Oh come on Ms Connors! I didn't kill that girl!" he stood up, obviously angry. Flack slammed him back into his chair.
"Nick, I don't know what you want me to do. I don't know where you were, I'm sorry." Flack could tell Zoey had softened her attitude, genuinely feeling bad for him.
Nick crossed his arms. "Fine, whatever. If your man here ever let's me out, I'll be in class."
Flack, Danny and Zoey left the room. "What's going to happen to him?" she asked one they were out.
"Honestly, it doesn't look good for him." Danny said.
"Ok," Zoey sighed. "I've gotta get back to school, but keep me updated. He's really not a bad kid. Just needs guidance."
"That's not your job Zoey." Lindsay comforted.
"I just wish I could help." She sighed. "Ok, I'll go now."
"We'll see you tomorrow night for the ball?" Flack smiled.
Zoey smiled back. "Of course. Thanks for calling me guys."