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 events that transpire on the show.

More F/J and D/L action in this one. :D Also, see what happens when Hawkes finally musters up the courage to talk to Cassie. Thanks for all the great reviews:D I missed your reviews:D I hope you like this one as well.

Danny and Lindsay hurried down to Interrogation. On the way there, Danny looked around to check if there were people nearby. He and Lindsay were pretty firm about keeping it professional while they were at work, because they promised Mac. However, since there were no people around, Danny felt free to sling his arm around Lindsay and tease her.

"Looks like you got a fan there, Montana," he said casually, glancing sideways at her.

Lindsay looked at his with a confused look on her face. "Huh?"

Danny jerked his head towards the direction of the break room. "Nick Stokes. He looked like he was enjoying your conversation."

Lindsay stared at him for a while, trying to understand what he was saying. Then she got it. "Wait a minute, Danny, you don't think…"

Danny tried to look nonchalant, "I'm just saying…"

Lindsay laughed and slipped her arm around his waist to hug him. "Danny Messer, are you jealous?"

Danny tried very hard to control the flush that was climbing up his face. He tried to force an incredulous look on his face. "Me? Jealous? Come off it, Montana!"

Lindsay stopped in her tracks and crossed her arms in front of her, smirking at him.

Danny stopped in front of her and said, "Well… Maybe just a little," he mumbled. When Lindsay laughed, he raised his eyebrows and said defensively, "What?"

Lindsay stepped closer to him and slipped her arms around his neck. She pulled his head down to hers and kissed him deeply. His hands settled on her waist as he kissed her back. When they pulled apart, she hugged Danny tightly. She pulled away, looking deeply into his eyes and said, "I love you, Danny."

Danny, relieved, pulled her close and buried his face in her hair and answered, "I love you too, Montana."

Lindsay slipped her arm through his and teased him, "I can't believe you were jealous!"

Danny glared at her and said, "I was not!"

Lindsay smirked again and said, "You were too!"

Danny retorted, "Were not!"

Lindsay just laughed at his childish response. Danny shot her a grin and said, "Fine, laugh at me now. Let's just wait and see how you like it when a woman gets a little too interested in me."

Lindsay laughed again and retorted, "Whatever, Messer, you were jealous!"

To which, Danny answered, "Were not!"

Lindsay shot back, "Were too!"

They bickered happily all the way to the interrogation room.

They reached the interrogation room a few minutes after Flack and Jordan did. The four officers stood outside the room, debating whether who should go inside. After a quick coin toss, it was decided that the girls would go in this time.

Lindsay and Jordan strolled into the room, where Keith Tyler was working for them. He did a double take as he saw the pair of lovely young investigators who had come to question him. Tyler smiled slowly and licked his lips. Damn, I gotta break the law more often.

Jordan started talking, "Mr. Tyler, I'm Detective Jordan Addison, NYPD, and this is Detective Lindsay Monroe from the Crime Lab. We'd like to ask you a few questions about a young woman named Nikki Jansen."

Tyler's eyes flickered with recognition at the mention of the name. But he did not stop in his perusal of the two attractive young detectives.

In the viewing room, Danny and Flack were not unaware of the fact that Keith Tyler was too obviously enjoying the interrogation. Although both Lindsay and Jordan were completely professional, Tyler was looking at them as though he was going to jump both of them at any minute.

The muscle in Flack's cheek started twitching. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, unconsciously straightening his tall frame. His expression was darkening quickly.

Beside him, Danny leaned forward, a frown marring his forehead as he watched the suspect leer at his girlfriend. Danny took a deep breath and let the air out slowly, thinking to himself. Montana can handle herself. She's being a complete pro. But if that asshole tries to touch her, he's dead meat. Like Flack, the muscles in his body tensed unconsciously and he got ready to pounce.

A normal person observing the two men would have run in alarm. The two detectives both looked darkly handsome while watching the proceedings in the interrogation room with barely disguised hostility.

Then Flack spoke tightly, "I got an idea, Messer. Next time, either I interrogate with Lindsay or you interrogate with Jordan."

Danny nodded curtly, "Got it. There's no way we're letting both of them face a suspect without one of us ever again."

Flack answered quietly, "We can't tell them about it, though."

Danny agreed. "Yeah." He rolled his neck and shoulder muscles slightly to get rid of the tension. "Doesn't mean we don't think they can handle themselves, right?" he asked, not taking his eyes away from the window.

Flack answered, "They can take care of themselves." He gritted his teeth. "That doesn't mean we have to be happy about it."

Danny just grunted in agreement. Both men continued to watch the proceedings.

Inside the interrogation room, Jordan and Lindsay were trying to get information from Keith Tyler.

Jordan inquired, "Mr. Tyler, why did Nikki Jansen take out a temporary restraining order against you?"

Keith looked at her insolently before answering, "Nikki and I used to date."

Jordan prompted, "And?"

Keith shrugged, "And we broke up. I tried to smooth things over, get back together with her, but she was already dating some guy and she wouldn't let me come near her anymore. She took out the restraining order."

Jordan continued asking, "So according to the restraining order, you were required to be at least 500 feet away from her, right?"

Keith was still staring at her. Jordan was rapidly getting irritated with the way he couldn't seem to stop staring at her and Lindsay. In fact, his eyes darted back and forth between the two women, as though he couldn't decide who to visually undress first.

When Keith didn't respond, Jordan got fed up and slammed her hands down on the table. She leaned down and said, "Mr. Tyler, do you see that window over there?" She pointed to the big one-way mirror that was across the table.

Keith nodded languidly, his eyes still drifting between Jordan and Lindsay.

Jordan continued in a low, threatening tone, "Behind that window are two detectives who are already wondering about how you're connected to Nikki Jansen's murder. I'm assuming that by now, they are also rapidly getting annoyed by the fact that you are not answering my questions properly and I know that they are getting very, very pissed at the way you keep staring at me and Detective Monroe. So if I were you, I'd cut the crap and start answering my questions."

Keith Tyler looked startled at Jordan's demeanor. Gone was the alluring young woman who walked into the interrogation room. In her place was a hard-assed detective whose flinty green eyes were boring holes into his sorry skull.

He shifted his attention to the other detective, a brown-haired young treat who was sitting silently. He leered at her instead and licked his lips. In a second, Detective Monroe was on her feet and leaning on the table, much like Detective Addison was.

She looked straight at him and smiled dangerously. "You remember those two detectives she mentioned? Not only are they cops who want to know why you violated your restraining order, they are also two men with guns who don't like it when their girlfriends get pissed off. We happen to be their girlfriends. And we're getting pissed off. So are you going to answer Detective Addison's questions or not?"

Keith glanced uncertainly at the one-way mirror. He sighed and conceded defeat. "All right. Back off."

The two women stood straight and scowled at him. Jordan spoke again. "You violated your restraining order when you went to the strip club to watch Nikki Jansen dance."

Keith nodded and said sullenly, "I was just watching. I didn't even come near her."

This time, Lindsay spoke. "You sure about that?"

Keith nodded again.

Lindsay then asked. "So why were your prints on the bikini top that she was wearing when she died?"

Keith looked shocked. Then he pressed his lips together in a tight line and replied, "Fine. I was at the club that night and I talked to her." He held out his hands desperately to the two female detectives. "Look you gotta believe me. I loved Nikki. I loved her so much that I couldn't let her go. I'd never do anything to hurt her."

Jordan interjected, "What happened when you talked?"

Keith pinched the bridge of his nose and laughed bitterly. "Same thing that usually happens whenever I try to talk to her. She brings up that restraining order and tells me to go away. Says she's happy with her life right now. She's been dating a new guy, the manager at that strip club. He's the one who had me thrown out after he found me in Nikki's dressing room."

Jordan made a mental note of the new discovery about Nikki Jansen's boyfriend while Lindsay inquired, "What was your print doing on her bra?"

Keith spread his hands out on the table. "When I went into the dressing room, Nikki was just getting ready for her act. I accidentally bumped into one of the tables and it fell on the floor. I picked it up."

Ten minutes more and the girls decided to let him go. Apart from the print, there was nothing conclusive that would hold Keith Tyler for long.

Flack and Danny met them when they exited the interrogation room. Both had tight smiles on their faces. They were obviously not happy about the way it went.

Lindsay and Jordan exchanged a look. Lindsay went over to Danny and slid into his arms, while Jordan did the same to Flack. The girls took their time reassuring Danny and Flack that they were alright and that it went just fine, that they were fine.

It took a superhuman effort for both Danny and Flack to not explode with anger when they remembered the way Keith Tyler looked at Lindsay and Jordan. However, they both had to admit that the girls were never in any real danger.

So Danny chose to lighten the moment by joking, "So, Montana. I thought for a minute that you guys were going to call us to beat him up for you."

Lindsay laughed and said, "You wish, Messer. You know for a fact that Jordan and I did okay."

Flack snorted and said, "You had to threaten him before he opened up."

Jordan reminded him tartly, "No, we threatened him so that he'd stop staring at us and make the interrogation faster. He would have answered our questions eventually. It was just simpler to threaten him."

Lindsay nodded in agreement and said, "For all he knew, we were bluffing, but he believed us." She shrugged. "We just used whatever advantages we had."

Danny sighed. "She has a point there, Flack."

Flack glowered at his friend, "Completely stepping on my point there, Messer."

Jordan interrupted. "Oh, who cares? Point is, we got him to give us more information. We have to look into the fact that Nikki was dating the manager."

Danny agreed. "Why don't you guys go do that for us? Lindsay and I can go back and get the Tox results." He glanced at his watch. "By the way, Stella texted me. We're all meeting at the lobby later."

Flack and Jordan nodded. "All right, guys. We'll see you later."

The day ended soon enough. At 6 PM sharp, Danny and Lindsay went downstairs to find Stella with Warrick and Nick.

Stella greeted them both. "You're just in time. Do you know where Flack and Jordan are?"

As the men exchanged high-fives in greeting, Lindsay answered, "They left earlier to follow up a lead. We told them to just meet us there."

Stella said brightly, "Great. We're just waiting for Hawkes, Cassie, Marty, Adam and then we can go."

A beeping sound interrupted the conversation. Stella reached for her phone and checked the message. It was from Hawkes. Stel. I'm taking your advice. Will walk with Cassie to S's. Don't tell anybody. Thanks.

Stella clipped her phone onto her belt and announced to the others, "Let's just go ahead. The others will meet us there."

Danny nodded, "All right. Let's go." He took Lindsay's hand and they led the group out of the lab and into the streets.

Hawkes paused uncertainly outside the Trace Lab. He had decided to take Warrick's advice and talk to Cassie. He hoped that she was alone in the lab. Unfortunately, when he peeked in side, Marty was there. Groaning to himself, he rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. Just go for it, Hawkes.

He pushed the door open and walked into the Trace Lab. Marty and Cassie looked up to see who arrived and saw Hawkes approaching. Marty's eyebrows shot up in speculation and Cassie's heart started pounding.

Hawkes stopped in front of them and said, "You guys on your way out now?"

When Cassie remained silent, Marty answered quickly. "Actually, I just came by to tell Cassie that she should just go on ahead. We were planning to walk there together but I have to finish some stuff and I was just going to try and catch up." He tried to look apologetic as he added, "Hawkes, would you mind walking with Cassie?"

Hawkes smiled and said, "Actually, I came here to see if you left already. I was hoping I could walk you there."

Cassie licked her suddenly dry lips and nodded. "Yeah, sure." She got off the stool. "I'll just grab my stuff."

A few minutes later, she and Hawkes were walking in the cool night air.

Cassie was bursting to ask Hawkes a million questions. But often in her life, she had spoken before she thought and that was always disastrous. Then there was also the fact that of all the guys she had met, none had ever affected her as much as Hawkes did. Never had she been tongue-tied and uncertain. She didn't like the feeling much.

After a while, Hawkes spoke, "You know what Stella said?"

Cassie turned her head to glance at him. "What?"

Hawkes laughed softly and explained, "She said that I got so mad at you that first day at the lab cause I was attracted to you. According to her, I couldn't do my usual calm and collected thing and for the first time in my life, I reacted."

Cassie laughed with him and asked, "What did you say to her?"

Hawkes recalled the conversation. "I spluttered. I denied it as violently as I could." He stopped and turned to face her. "Then later on, I realized she was right."

Cassie looked at him. She let out the breath she had unconsciously been holding in and asked shakily, "What do you mean?"

Hawkes took a deep breath and explained quietly, "For the first time in my life, Cassie, I met a person who made me lose control. I think you're beautiful, funny and smart and I want to get to know you better."

Cassie fought to control the emotions churning inside her. She closed her eyes and tried to gather her thoughts, but they were only focused on one thing: Hawkes.

She reached out tentatively and twined her arms around his neck. He smiled hopefully at her and put his hands on her waist, gently drawing her closer.

Slowly, oh so slowly, their lips came closer.

Just as Hawkes was about to touch his lips to hers, Cassie smiled impishly and said, "So you wanna get to know me huh?"

Hawkes couldn't help it. In the middle of one of the most romantic and heart-stopping moments in his life, he laughed. "Yeah, I wanna get to know you. But right now, I also want to kiss you. Is that okay?"

Cassie laughed along with him and said, "Fine by me, Doc." Then she urged his head closer and kissed him.

They stood there for a long time. They kissed softly, tasting each other tentatively until the kiss grew bolder and needier. After long minutes, they pulled apart, breathing deeply.

Hawkes pulled Cassie to his chest. She listened to the thunder of his heartbeat that matched her own and felt contented all the way down to her toes.

She looked up at him a while later and said sassily, "Just so you know, if you want to get to know me, it has to be just me okay?"

Hawkes chuckled and said, "I don't think I can handle anything more than you."

She smiled in satisfaction and said, "Good." Then her voice softened and she said, "It goes both ways you know. I won't ever ask anything from you that I can't give back freely."

Hawkes hugged her closer and kissed her forehead. "I know, Cassie." He pulled back and said. "I think we better get going. They're probably wondering where we are."

He took her hand and laced their fingers together, both of them feeling a lot warmer despite the chilly night air.

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