"So how was it?" Danny was leaning against a wall waiting for Lindsay when she came out.
"I have to come back on Monday." Lindsay replied. "He thinks I have some issues to deal with."
"Don't we all?"
"He thinks we got married too quickly."
"We knew each other for eighteen months before we got married, that's a lot longer than some people." Danny pointed out.
"He thinks I allowed us to get married so quickly so I had something to distract me so I didn't have to deal with everything."
"What do you think?" Danny stopped her and turned her so she was looking at him.
"I think marrying you was the most sensible thing I've done in a long time."
Danny kissed her.
"I think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me." He smiled.
"What about the time I said…" She whispered the rest of her sentence into his ear as she ran her hand across his butt.
"That too." Danny agreed. "Come on." He grabbed her hand. "I'll buy you dinner Montana."
"Dinner sounds good, what did you have in mind?" Lindsay inquired.
"Anything you like as long as it comes from the Chinese place a couple blocks away."
"You know what I think I'm in the mood for Chinese food."
"Good choice." He smiled. "I'm starving."
"When aren't you?"
CSI NY CSI NY
"Hey Lindsay." Stella caught up with her the next morning. "I've sort out the plans for Saturday."
"Good." Lindsay replied. "I wouldn't mention what they are around here, the guys tend to have big ears and I think Flack wants to get payback for me telling him we were spying on Danny's bachelor party."
"Flack's not that vindictive."
"Not vindictive, childish." Lindsay corrected. "And Don you can come out now."
"How did you know I was here?" He stepped out of one other rooms.
"The walls are made of glass." Stella reminded him.
"And you shouldn't wear aftershave around the lab, it can contaminate evidence." Lindsay added.
"I didn't put any on." Flack sniffed his shirt.
"Been near anyone who over used their aftershave?" Stella asked.
"Only one of the detectives at the precinct."
"Just how close did you get?" Lindsay inquired.
"Not that close." He looked at her.
"Good, because it's more liable to repel women than attract them." Lindsay told him.
"It's that bad?" Flack asked.
"It's not good." Stella patted his arm.
"Were you looking for someone?" Lindsay inquired.
"Hawkes."
"He went to see Marty; he had something he wanted to show him on the body." Lindsay replied.
"I'll go and find him." Flack left them.
"That's one way of getting rid of him." Stella flapped her hand in front of her face.
"Just think how much that detective must have on." Lindsay pointed out.
"I think I'd rather just confess to something than spend time with him in an interrogation room."
"I'd agree with you there." Lindsay nodded. "Coffee?"
"Sounds good." They headed to the break room. "So how did it go with the counsellor?"
"I used getting married as a distraction so I didn't have to deal with everything." Lindsay replied.
"What do shrinks know?" Stella asked.
"I'm going back on Monday." Lindsay admitted.
"You know if you ever want to talk about anything…" Stella offered.
"Thanks." Lindsay replied.
TBC