A/N: A second post to celebrate Englands 2-0 win over Trindad and Tobago in the World Cup.

"I'm going to back to my apartment after I'm done at work." Danny told Lindsay as he buttoned his shirt Saturday morning.

"Oh okay." Lindsay could help the sound of disappointment in her voice.

"I haven't been home in almost a week." Danny continued. "I have to grab my mail, some clean clothes and such. So I probably won't be back until late."

"Okay." Lindsay sounded happier.

"That's if you don't mind?"

"You can stay at your apartment if you want." Lindsay shrugged in an attempt to be nonchalant.

"I'll be back later." Danny gave her a quick kiss.

"Have a nice day at the office dear." Lindsay teased.

"Cute Montana, real cute."

"I try."

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Around one o'clock Lindsay's phone rang fortunately she'd had it on the couch next to her.

"Hello?" Lindsay answered.

"Is Danny there please?" An older female voice with an accent similar to Danny's inquired.

"I'm afraid not." Lindsay said wondering who exactly Danny had given her phone number to. "If you want to leave your name I'll give him a message when I see him."

"I'm sorry. I'm Caroline Messer, Danny's mother."

"Mrs Messer, I'm Lindsay Monroe a friend of Danny's."

"I presume you're more than just a friend if Danny gave me your number if I couldn't reach him at home." Caroline stated.

"Danny's going to be at work for the rest of the day." Lindsay told her. "You can try his cell phone if it's important."

"It's not. I'm just in Manhattan for the day and I thought if he wasn't busy we could have lunch. I'm sorry to have bothered you."

"It's not a problem." Lindsay paused. "If you don't want to eat alone, I can have lunch with you. I broke my foot a few days ago and I've been mostly stuck in my apartment. It would be nice to get out."

"That would be nice." Caroline told her.

"Where exactly are you?" Lindsay inquired. Caroline told her. Lindsay suggested a nearby restaurant she had been to before. "It will take me about half an hour to get there, I'm moving slower these days."

"That will be fine. I'll meet you there."

Lindsay said goodbye and hung up.

"Where the hell did that come from?" She muttered to herself. Having lunch with her boyfriend's mother was something that came out of left of the field even though it had been her suggestion. She had to get up and change. She was wearing sweat pants and one of Danny's t-shirts since she wasn't planning on going anywhere.

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"Table for one?" The hostess asked Lindsay when she arrived at the restaurant.

"Actually I'm meeting someone. A Caroline Messer."

"Mrs Messer has already been seated; let me show you to the table."

Lindsay was escorted over to the table.

"Mrs Messer?" Lindsay said, even if she hadn't seen a picture of Danny's mother before she would have recognised her, as Danny looked so much like her.

"Lindsay, please sit down."

"Thank you." Lindsay told the hostess as she slid into her seat. "Sorry I took longer than expected; my cab driver didn't speak very good English."

"That happens."

"It's nice to meet you Mrs Messer." Lindsay told her.

"Please call me Carrie. Mrs Messer makes me feel old."

"My mother hates being called Mrs Monroe too. She keeps on insisting that's my grandmother."

"And how long have you been dating my son?" Caroline inquired.

"Almost two months." Lindsay said after making a quick mental calculation. "But I've known him longer as we work together."

"You're a police officer too?"

"Yes ma'am." Lindsay replied. "I'm originally from Bozeman, Montana but I moved here almost a year ago."

"And how do you like our little city?" Caroline asked.

"It grows on you." Lindsay answered. "It will never beat back home, but I like it."

TBC

A/N: Just ignore everything that happened after Stealing Home. Frankie and Aiden are still alive and Flack is just fine.