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.

This is a bit of a short one with mostly fluff. :D I'll update more by tomorrow. :D

The next morning, Danny woke up before the alarm went off so he reached out his hand to turn it off before it rang.

When he moved, Lindsay shifted in her sleep and tucked her face in his chest, sliding her arm sleepily across his waist. Danny checked the clock and saw that it was still a bit early, so he decided to let her sleep in for a while.

He was still getting used to opening his eyes and finding Lindsay next to him. With his other girlfriends, mornings were made for hasty goodbyes and hurried exits. But with Lindsay? No. He relished every moment they spent together, and he loved the feeling of having her lying so warm and trusting in his arms. He especially loved it the way she kissed him good morning as soon as she woke up.

Gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face, he decided to wake her up so he could make her breakfast before they went to work. He leaned down and started brushing gentle kisses on her neck and whispered in her ear, "Morning, Montana. Time to wake up."

She stirred sleepily and tried to burrow closer to him. Danny let out a small laugh and continued nibbling on her throat. "C'mon, baby, you gotta wake up now. We have to go to work."

Lindsay sighed and tilted her neck to give him better access. She murmured, "Wow. I like this alarm clock better than the last one." She reached out and brushed his lips with hers. "Morning, Danny."

Danny laughed again, running his hand up and down her side. "I knew you were up, Montana."

Lindsay smiled at him. "Yeah, I was up. But I wasn't about to keep you from trying to wake me up."

Danny reluctantly withdrew from her embrace and rose from the bed. He had on a thin white shirt and his boxer shorts. She took a moment to admire his frame for a while and rolled over to get up as well.

She padded over to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Danny thought she looked adorably sexy in one of his old academy shirts. The shirt that she was wearing this morning had "Messer" stenciled across the back. In the past few days, he noticed that she had a fondness for wearing his shirts to bed. He loved it when she wore his shirts. Especially when she wore nothing underneath but her panties.

He followed her into the bathroom where she stood at the sink. He paused behind her for a moment to nuzzle her neck and then proceeded to take off his clothes to take a shower. Before he stepped inside, he flashed her his most charming grin and said, "Care to join me, Ms. Monroe?"

When Danny started taking off his clothes, Lindsay quickly finished rinsing her mouth to take in the glorious sight of his well-toned body. At his suggestion, she smiled slowly and said, "I'd love to, Messer, but I don't think we'd make it out in time for work." She walked over to the shower to give him a deep, long kiss and asked, "Raincheck?"

Danny grinned broadly and said, "I'll hold you to that." He soon disappeared under the spray of water.

The day has just started and the man makes me want it to end already. Lindsay sighed ruefully as she emerged from the bathroom and went over to the drawer where she temporarily stored her clothes. Since she was moving into Danny's apartment soon, they decided to get a headstart by bringing her things over little by little. She rummaged around for a while and found something to wear.

A few minutes later, she took her turn in the shower while Danny got dressed. He headed quickly to the kitchen where he started the coffee and put together a quick breakfast for him and Lindsay. He efficiently scrambled some eggs while popping a few slices of bread in the toaster.

When Lindsay came out from the bedroom, Danny was just putting down the plate of eggs on the table. Her hair was still in damp curls around her face and she was wearing a V-necked purple sweater with a white tank top underneath.

She smiled at him as she sat down at the kitchen table, "Wow! You work fast."

Danny poured coffee into her mug and then onto his and laughed. "You're easy to impress, Montana. Stick around some more and I'll make you the greatest pasta dinner you ever tasted."

Lindsay made an appreciative sound in her throat as the homey smells of breakfast wafted around her. They dug into the simple breakfast with gusto, reading the paper as they ate. Lindsay busied herself with the front page while Danny got first dibs on the sports page.

It struck Lindsay that the scene was so domestically wonderful. She hid her smile behind the paper as she took a long draught of coffee from her mug. It felt nice, the idea of making a home with Danny.

Danny laid down the paper and said, "By the way, Montana, if we get off early tonight, we could run over to your apartment and haul over some more of your clothes. That way, on our day off, we can make Flack do the heavy lifting."

Lindsay laughed and answered, "Sounds like a plan." She glanced at her watch. "You finished eating? We need to get going soon."

Danny nodded. "Almost. Can you do me a favor and grab my badge and phone from my nightstand?"

Lindsay stood up. "Sure." She dropped a kiss on the top of his head as she walked past him into the bedroom.

When she walked out, Danny was holding her coat and waiting for her. "Let's go."

Lindsay asked, "You have the keys?"

Danny jangled the key ring. "Right here."

They exited the apartment and made their way to the lab.

Jordan walked briskly down the hall to her apartment. She'd awakened earlier than Don did and got a sudden craving for bagels. She decided to head out and get some breakfast for them.

Before she left, she'd tried to wake Don up, with no success. He sleepily buried his head under her pillow and ignored her. She shook her head in exasperation and scribbled a note for him, leaving it on the nightstand. She grabbed her keys and left the apartment.

By the time she got back, Don still hadn't stirred from the bed. She checked the clock and decided that this time, he really had to get up.

She leaned over him and said, "Don? Wake up. We're going to be late."

Don grunted and pulled the covers over his head. Sighing, Jordan reached over to grab her phone from the nightstand and speed dialed a number. A few seconds later, Don's phone started ringing.

He suddenly jerked awake. He blindly felt around for his phone and it stopped ringing. Damn. He groaned and found Jordan smirking at him.

"So that's what I need to do to wake you up," she said, perching on the edge of the bed.

Don looked at the clock. He yawned. "Sorry," he smiled at her. "Your bed's really comfortable."

She chuckled and tugged at his hand. "Come on. I got us some bagels."

Don groaned again and reluctantly disentangled himself from the mess of bedcovers. He brushed his teeth and wandered out to the kitchen, where he found Jordan spreading cream cheese over a bagel.

He leaned down to kiss her good morning and settled down to pour himself a mug of coffee. She took a big bite out of the bagel and offered him a bite.

They sat there like that for a while, in companionable silence, eating breakfast and reading the paper.

Just before finishing his coffee, Flack refolded the newspaper and asked Jordan, "You wanna take the shower first?"

Jordan slid him a glance and said, "What? I share my bagel with you and you won't even share your shower with me?"

At that moment, Flack was taking his last gulp of coffee and he ended up choking at Jordan's words.

He quickly gulped the rest of the coffee down and grabbed her hand. "What are you waiting for, Addison? We're running late."

Barely holding back her laughter, Jordan followed him back to the bathroom.

In the lab, Danny entered the office he shared with Lindsay and dropped a folder on her desk.

She looked at him and immediately asked, "Tox results from Nikki Jansen?"

Danny nodded, resettling his glasses on his nose.

"What have we got?" Lindsay prompted.

"Vic had a large amount of Diazepam in her system."

Lindsay was confused. "Why did she have sedatives in her bloodstream?"

Danny shrugged. "I don't know. But I went back to Sid earlier, and he confirmed that was the cause of death. Her body's reaction to the sedatives made her much susceptible to the damage caused by the head wound."

Lindsay thought rapidly. "So we need to find out how that Diazepam got in her system."

Danny nodded in agreement. "That's what I was thinking. Come on, Montana. We're going back to the bar."

Stella sighed in frustration as she, Hawkes, Nick and Warrick sat around a table in the layout room. Pieces of evidence and various pictures were strewn around them. Papers filled with scribbles were stacked haphazardly in one corner of the table.

They had been there since 8 am. They had looked at all the details of the case. They analyzed the lives of all the victims and tried to find points of commonality. Nothing.

Warrick rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand and said, "Let's take a break."

Nick and Hawkes immediately agreed. "Good idea."

Just then, Warrick's phone rang. "Brown."

He listened in silence for a while, a frown creeping over his features. Then he nodded. "Uh-huh. Got it, Gris." He disconnected the call and turned back to Nick.

"That was Grissom," he explained, a grim look on his face. "Apparently, while we've been racking our brains here, our serial killer got busy in Vegas."

Hawkes asked, "Another replica?"

When Warrick nodded, Hawkes muttered, "God, when does this guy even find the time to make stuff like this?"

Stella shrugged. "Beats me." She turned to Warrick. "So what else did Grissom say?"

"We need to go back to Vegas ASAP," he said. "They need all hands on deck. We're taking the first flight out, so if you guys don't mind, we need to go back to the hotel now. We also need copies of all the stuff we got here so that we can link all the others together."

Stella nodded. "No problem. Let's make copies of this and Hawkes and I will take you back to the hotel to grab your stuff. Then we'll drive you to the airport for your flight."

Nick smiled. "Thanks."

Up to here for now. I'll update by tomorrow. I'm sorry to those who wanted the Vegas guys to stick around longer. I couldn't think of a conclusion for the case yet.

So how did you find this one? I know it's mostly fluff. But I miss having D/L interaction and what with Anna Belknap being pregnant and all, it might be a while.

Although 'Raising Shane' looks promising. We'll see tomorrow, I guess. :D

Please don't forget to review! Thanks again and I hope you enjoyed this chapter:D