Disclaimer: I am not connected in any way with the creators of any of the CSI shows. (I wish I was though, so Danny and Lindsay would get together already.) These are just my mind's version of the show.

Okay, when I wrote this one, was down and I wasn't able to read your reviews and find out what you thought about the last chapter. I hope you liked it though, and I hope you like this one, too.

This is probably just more fluff on the couples. No heavy stuff on this one as yet. Like I said, I'm just going to follow the couples around in their day to day lives. :D Please don't forget to review:D (I feel so bad cause I didn't get to read any fanfics today. Sniff.)

In the past week, Danny's and Lindsay's apartments were never both occupied at the same time. Either Danny spent the night at Lindsay's or vice versa. This time, since Lindsay had the day off, they decided to spend the night at Danny's.

Lindsay was usually a morning person. She always woke up early, especially when she was able to get a good night's sleep. However, in the past few days, she had become very fond of staying in bed. It was actually an enjoyable experience, especially when one was sharing the bed with Danny Messer.

That morning, despite another tiring, but thoroughly enjoyable evening spent with Danny, Lindsay was surprised to find herself awake at six-thirty. She lay quietly in Danny's arms, enjoying the feel of his body wrapped around hers.

When they started sharing a bed, Lindsay was surprised at how affectionate Danny was, at how much he enjoyed touching her and being touched and not necessarily in a sexual way. He loved hugging her, or smoothing his thumb on the soft skin of her wrist or just feeling her pressed up against his side when they sat together. He seemed to especially enjoy the feeling when their hands and fingers were linked together. Just like they discovered during the doll hospital case, they were a perfect fit. In oh so many ways, Lindsay thought dreamily, smiling to herself.

Her head shifted on the pillow to look at Danny. He was still sleeping soundly, his blond hair mussed and his lashes spiky against his cheek. He really had beautiful eyes. She savored the peacefulness of the moment and took her time studying him.

She shivered as she remembered the way the stubble of his beard felt against her skin. She loved it when he rubbed the rough softness of it on her neck and kissed the sensitive skin afterwards.

He shifted in his sleep and reached out instinctively for her, tucking her closer into his body and burying his face in the crook between her neck and shoulder. She smiled in response to his unconscious need to be physically close to her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the alarm clock on her side of the bed. It was nearing 7 am, when the clock would ring and wake Danny so that he could get ready for work. This morning, Lindsay reached out and turned the alarm clock off. She had a better way to wake him up.

She pushed him back gently so that he was lying on his back. Then she leaned down and started nipping at his ear. She blew softly into the sensitive shell and felt him respond to her in his sleep. He mumbled slightly and tightened his arms around her and suddenly flipped her over so she was lying on her back, pinned beneath him.

He kissed her long and hard and deep. After a while, he pulled back and smiled affectionately at her, "Morning, Montana."

Lindsay smiled back at him and pulled his head back down for another kiss. "Morning, Messer."

When they pulled apart, Danny looked down at her and felt his heart tighten in his chest. I can't believe she's with me, he thought, amazed that someone like Lindsay would choose to be with a person as tainted as he was.

Lindsay teased, "Penny for your thoughts, Messer."

Danny murmured, "I was just thinking about how lucky I am to be with you."

Lindsay smiled contentedly at him, "Probably about as lucky as I am to be with you."

He bent his head down for another kiss. He really did love kissing her. He loved the feeling of her breath mingling with his, the simple intimacy brought on by pressing her soft lips to his. He figured he'd enjoy spending the rest of his life kissing her.

Lindsay pulled back after a moment to catch her breath. "See, now that's a great way to start the morning."

Danny grinned boyishly at her then glanced at the clock. He groaned and said, "Damn." He turned back to her and kissed her one last time. "Well, as much as I'd like to spend the rest of the day here in bed with you, Montana, I have to get ready for work."

Lindsay sighed, unwilling to let go of the intimacy of the moment. She reluctantly withdrew from Danny's embrace.

While Danny took a shower, she groped along the floor and found the shirt he had discarded the night before, as well as her underwear. She pulled both on and went to stand by the window, watching New York City in the early morning light. She was deep in thought about what to do with her day when Danny came out of the shower.

The first thing Danny saw when he came out of the shower was Lindsay standing next to his window, clad in nothing but her panties and his T-shirt from last night. He appreciatively took in the view and admired her slight form. She really was different from the other girls he used to date. Most of his old girlfriends were tall and well-endowed, with blond hair and that obviously sexy look that caught men's glances in the street.

Lindsay was of another class altogether. Her legs weren't supermodel long, but they were long enough to wind around his hips when they made love and her breasts fit just right when he cupped his hands around them. He loved that her beauty wasn't obvious. It wasn't the kind of beauty that made jaws drop. It was a beauty that did not come with being blessed by good DNA, but of her character. She was sweet and smart and strong and feisty, the kind of woman whose simple beauty made a man think of love and babies and forevers.

Danny stopped for a moment, shocked by the direction of his thoughts. Then he relaxed. He knew deep inside him that what he felt for Lindsay was light years away from the way he felt about the women he previously dated. This was a relationship that was unlike his previous ones, where he would smoothly detach himself when things got too complicated. With Lindsay, he knew he couldn't and wouldn't do that.

Danny smiled and walked over to where Lindsay was standing. He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, breathing in her scent. He tickled her by blowing on her neck. "Whatcha thinking about, Montana?"

She leaned into him, "Nothing really deep. I was just thinking of the stuff I need to do for today."

Danny nodded and asked her, "So what have you got so far?"

Lindsay cast a sideways glance at him and said, "Well, for starters, I need to go back to my apartment and change."

Danny looked doubtfully at her, "I don't know, Montana. You look way better in that shirt than I do." She laughed and said, "You want me to walk around New York dressed like this?"

Danny frowned. "On second thought, yeah, go home and put some clothes on. Lots of them, okay?"

She laughed again and continued ticking off tasks while running her hand along Danny's forearm, which was around her waist. "Dry cleaners, pay bills, groceries." She thought for a moment and said, "Yeah, that's pretty much it."

Danny answered, "Don't forget to get some rest okay? You should make the most of your day off. You've been pulling long shifts the past week, plus we haven't exactly been sleeping at night, not that I'm complaining."

Lindsay smiled at him and said, "I don't really mind the long nights." She turned and headed for the shower. Danny followed her in and continued the conversation. He liked the intimate feeling of being in the bathroom with his girlfriend. He shook his head ruefully. He'd never had the desire to wake up with his former girlfriends and now here he was, taking pleasure in being in the bathroom with Lindsay, without being in the shower with her.

"Hey, Danny," Lindsay called out from inside the shower.

Danny answered, "Yeah?"

"You want to have dinner at my place tonight?"

Danny teased, "Only if you cook."

Lindsay said, "No problem."

Danny walked back into the bedroom, grabbed his wallet, phone and badge and strapped his watch onto his wrist. Checking the time, he said, "Montana, if you hurry, we have enough time for me to walk you home before I go to the lab."

"Great," Lindsay said, stepping out of the shower, with rivulets of water still flowing over her body. "I'm done. I just need to get dressed."

Danny took a deep breath and looked away. Now was not the time to get distracted by Lindsay's wet, naked body. He cleared his throat and stepped outside to give her some privacy and to give himself some time to recover.

As Danny walked out, Lindsay smiled to herself. Damn, he's really easy.

In another New York City apartment, two more of New York's finest were also getting ready for work.

Flack and Jordan stepped out of the shower, both flushed and not from the heat of the water. Flack grabbed a towel from the rack and handed it to Jordan and grabbed another for himself. He wrapped it securely around his waist and headed for the bedroom. Jordan called out, "Don, what time is it?"

Flack glanced at the clock and answered, "Don't worry, it's still early. We have enough time to stop by your apartment so you can go change."

"Good," he heard Jordan say as she stepped out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel. She started hunting around the bed for the clothes she wore last night. She bent over to grab one of her shoes that got kicked under the bed and the towel hiked up, exposing more of her thigh.

Flack couldn't resist and he walked over and pulled her up, fastening his lips to hers in a slow, thorough kiss. Jordan reached up to twine her arms around his neck, tiptoeing and molding herself to his taller frame as the kiss slowly burned between them.

After a moment, they pulled away, breathing heavily. "Damn. We should have gotten up earlier," Flack muttered.

Jordan suppressed a smile at his disgruntled tone and expression. "And why is that, Detective Flack?"

Flack sighed and answered grouchily, "So I coulda had my way with you one more time before going to my boring job."

Jordan teased, "Boring, huh? So you think your job sucks?"

Flack paused for a moment, pretending to think, "Nah. Not really. I just got a new partner and she's really hot. I think I'm going to ask her out."

Jordan laughed at that and pushed lightly at his shoulder. "Let's go, Detective. The city waits for us."

Flack groaned like a kid and said, "Fine." He let out one last annoyed grunt and got up to get dressed.

It had been a busy day but somehow, Cassie managed to find time to run down to the morgue. She's been antsy all day and she needed someone to talk to.

She was half relieved that Hawkes had the day off today. The other half of her was dying to know what that kiss meant. She really didn't know which side she wanted to listen to.

When she got to the morgue, she found Sid Hammerback diving into the latest delivery. She approached him and said, "Hey, Sid. Have you seen Marty anywhere?"

Sid looked up distractedly, "Huh?"

Cassie repeated her question.

Sid started, "Oh! Marty! I think he's in the back," he answered, jerking his head vaguely towards the ME offices.

Cassie said, "Thanks!" and started walking quickly towards the office. She found Marty inside, filling up a report.

She dropped down dramatically on the chair in front of his desk and said, "Oh, thank god you're here!"

Marty looked up at Cassie and said suspiciously, "Why? Did you do something stupid again?"

Cassie looked uncomfortable as she answered, "I don't know. I wasn't actually the one who did it."

Marty looked confused and she quickly described what happened with Hawkes the previous night.

"I explained very nicely, that if the right guy came along, he'd take the time to ask what the deal really is with you and me. And then he agreed with me and we said good night and then he came back and said that he asked and then he kissed me," she finished, the words flowing like a torrent from her mouth.

Marty frowned as he tried to keep up with the story, "Whoa! Slow down a minute. So you told him about us and that the right guy would take the time to ask about us right?" She nodded. "And then you guys said good night and he came back to say that he asked and then he kissed you, have I got that right?" She nodded again.

Marty leaned back in his chair with a big smile across his face. "He likes you, Cass."

Cassie leaned forward, uncertainty apparent in her eyes. "You think?"

Marty rolled his eyes and said, "Cass, he kissed you."

Cassie blushed as she remembered.

Marty continued and said, "He wouldn't kiss you if he didn't like you. You can ask Stella and the others if you don't believe me." He looked knowingly at her. "Isn't this a good thing? You like him and he likes you."

Cassie fiddled with the pens on Marty's desk. "He didn't actually say that."

Marty rolled his eyes again in exasperation. "Cassie, he won't tell you yet. But let me tell you, Hawkes won't kiss you for no reason. He's not like that. Contrary to what you may perceive about the men in this lab, they don't hit on random girls with no reason, especially Hawkes."

Cassie shifted in her seat. "So what do I do now?"

Marty asked, "Have you seen him yet?"

She shook her head. "No, he's off today."

Marty mused, "I guess that's good, give you guys both time to absorb what happened." He considered it for a minute. "Maybe you should see how he plays it. Right now, technically speaking the ball's in his court."

Cassie took a deep breath and let it out in a rush. She stood up and walked around the desk to give Marty a hug. "Thanks, dude. You so rock."

Marty chuckled and said, "No problem, Cass." He took a longer look at her and asked, "You really like him huh?"

Cassie took another deep breath as she answered softly, "Yeah. I really do." She smiled at him again. "Thanks again, Marty. I'll keep you posted," she called as she waltzed out of the office.

Marty chuckled softly to himself and he said, "I'll be waiting, Cassie." Whistling softly to himself, he wondered how he could help those two along. I think it's time to have a talk with Lindsay.

How did you like that? Sorry it's such a short chapter. In the chapters to come, I'll have something on the NYPD Christmas Ball. Watch and wait for that:D Thanks again to all reviewers. I'm off to watch 'Sweet Sixteen':D Please don't forget to review!