"So Lindsay can you still do that back flip round off thing?" Joe inquired.
"I haven't done that in years and I'm definitely not doing it in jeans." Lindsay replied.
The guys looked at her.
"What? You knew I was a cheerleader?" She shrugged.
"Especially the time she was on top of the pyramid that crumbled." Clay said.
"Coming from a guy whose Football coach made him take ballet lessons." Lindsay crossed his arms.
"You took ballet lessons?" The players started laughing.
"Don't make fun of the guy who controls how many laps you have to run." Clay warned. "And I thought we agreed never to mention that again?"
"Anything you can throw at me twinkle toes I can throw right back." Lindsay informed him.
"You know this is why little sisters get the reputation for being annoying." Clay pointed out.
"We have to have our fun sometimes."
"I missed you kid."
"Me too." Lindsay smiled.
"Why don't you all take a seat we still have to run through some drills before the rest of the team get out here?" Clay stated. "Once practice is done you can meet everybody."
"Sounds good." Danny said.
They all went and sat in stands watching the drills.
Clay turned around and signed something to Lindsay.
"Sounds good." Lindsay agreed back.
"What did he say?" Marty inquired.
"He said when practice is over the team have to go back to the hotel for an early night. He wanted to know if we wanted to go and get a drink with him." Lindsay explained. "I agreed."
"So he knows how to sign too?"
"He knows enough to have a basic conversation." Lindsay replied. "So what do you think of my brother?" She asked Danny.
"He seems okay. He didn't try to rip my head off."
"He won't in front of company." Lindsay patted his hand.
"That's comforting."
"If he does it would be an interesting study to watch." Marty joked. "Kind of like your tiger."
"He's better at the overprotective family member speech than my Dad."
"Great." Danny muttered.
"So how long have you known Joseph Brown?" Flack inquired.
"Since I was nineteen." Lindsay replied. "It's when Clay started working for the 49ers; I went to visit when I had some time off school. It was Joe's first season in the pros. He thought it was fun to flirt with me and try and convince me to run off to a desert island with him. It's been a running joke ever since. We've been friends ever since."
"You never considered it?" Marty asked.
"Running off to a desert island with a hot football player?" Lindsay questioned. "Sure for about two seconds. But it wasn't me. He's much happier with his tall leggy blonde ex-model wife Holly. Although for a model she is the most down to earth person I've ever met. I was supposed to go their wedding but it clashed with my graduation from the police academy."
"His wife is an ex-model?" Flack questioned. "Anyone we would know?"
"That depends." Lindsay replied.
"On what?"
"How much attention you pay to the Victoria's Secret catalogue." Lindsay replied.
"She was a Victoria's Secret model?" That got Hawkes attention.
"Yes, until she had the twins. Laurie and Jack. They are the cutest kids. She kind of likes the quiet life. I get e-mails from her once in a while."
"Do you know anyone else famous you haven't mentioned?" Danny asked.
"I met a few pro-baseball players, a couple basketball players, a few guys on the Olympic hockey team and got hit on by a sports caster at Clay's wedding reception. I went a date with son of the former Governor of Montana. It's never a good idea to go out with a guy you pull over for speeding."
"Impressive."
"It also is why I have a rule about dating sport stars, rock stars and politicians." Lindsay sighed.
"Why rock stars?" Hawkes was confused.
"That's something I'd rather not discuss, not even brothers know about that. Talking of things not to mention to my brother don't mention that we got shot at or the fact that I have a tattoo."
"He doesn't know?" Danny questioned.
"No. I'd rather keep it that way." Lindsay requested.
TBC