A/N: A second post just because it's a nice day and I felt like it.
"Can you just call me back if you have any insight?... Thanks Becky." Lindsay hung up sighing. She had spent most of the day trying to figure out what the number meant, but had turned up nothing.
The John Doe was still a John Doe and his death was being recorded as natural causes in lieu of any evidence to the contrary.
Lindsay went and stowed her evidence back in the evidence lock up and then grabbed her jacket and purse from her locker.
"Mac, I'm heading out unless you need any help." She told him.
"We've got things handled here. What about your case?"
"I still have a number I have no idea what it means and no id, but cause of death is a heart attack so unless something comes up it's nothing criminal."
"Okay. I'll see you in the morning."
"Night Mac." Lindsay replied.
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Lindsay had gone home and taken a long bubble bath. She then changed into her pyjamas and lay on the couch reading a book, soft country music playing in the background. She was just dozing off when there was a knock on the door.
Yawning she set the book on the table and went and looked through the peephole.
"Hey, why didn't you let yourself in?" Lindsay asked when she opened the door to Danny.
"I thought I'd better knock."
"Why?" Lindsay was a little confused.
"In case you're mad at me."
"Why would I be mad at you?"
"I've only seen you once all day and we didn't exactly talk. Then you left without saying goodbye."
"I've spent all day trying ID a John Doe who dropped dead of a heart attack in an alley with no ID or wallet and the only thing we had to go on was a number written on a piece of paper that was tucked into his underwear which as far as I can tell has no meaning."
"I fell in a pond full of water." Danny countered.
"I didn't say goodbye because I didn't know where you were and since my shift was over Mac said I could leave. So why exactly do you think I'm mad at you?"
"Can I come in?" Danny asked.
"Sorry." Lindsay stepped back to let him in. "Do you want something to drink?"
"I'm fine." Danny replied.
They both sat down on the couch.
"So why I am mad?" Lindsay inquired again.
"Maybe mad was the wrong word."
"Danny why don't you just tell me what's bothering you?" Lindsay suggested.
"I was talking to Hawkes and he said something that got me thinking."
"Is this a Sid type revelation?" Lindsay inquired. "Because maybe Medical Examiners are a little more insightful than we gave them credit for."
"Yesterday when we were talking about putting labels on this you didn't want me to agree with you that it was too soon did you?"
Lindsay sat and looked at him for a minute.
"Montana?" Danny prompted.
"Maybe." Lindsay admitted.
"Maybe." Danny echoed.
"It would be nice to know exactly in a general sense what this is."
"That was a well formed sentence." Danny smiled.
"Okay how about brutal honesty?" Lindsay suggested.
"Hit me with it."
"If this is just sex, then its great sex and it will eventually burn itself out. If its something more or at the least the start of something more then we see where it takes us. Knowing one way or the other would be good, but if you're not ready then we can wait."
Danny looked at her.
"You can run out the door if you want. I won't think any less of you."
"How about I stay?" Danny countered and moved closer to her.
"Or you could stay." Lindsay agreed.
When he kissed her Lindsay wasn't quite sure what to make of it.
"It was always more than just sex." Danny told her.
"That's good to know."
Things were getting a little cosier when her phone rang.
"I should get that." Lindsay said.
"Do you have to?" Danny inquired.
Lindsay grabbed the phone from the table.
"Monroe." She answered. "Oh hey Becky, I didn't expect to hear from you this soon… You did?... What…. When?... I have to be at work at 8…. Okay." Lindsay gave her the address of the crime lab. "I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."
"What was that all about?" Danny inquired.
"I called Becky to see if the number meant anything to her, I didn't give her any details of the case just the number. She and her professor are coming tomorrow. Apparently it means something big she can't tell me over the phone."
TBC