Lindsay was flicking through a magazine when the phone rang.
"Hello." She answered.
"Can I speak to Danny Messer?" A woman whose voice Lindsay didn't recognise asked.
"Can I say who is calling?" Lindsay inquired.
"Tell him it's Jenna."
"And he'll know who you are?" Lindsay questioned.
"He should do. Tell him I'm back in town and want to hook up."
"I doubt that's going to happen."
"Why is that?"
"His wife might object." Lindsay pointed out.
Jenna burst out laughing.
"Danny Messer get married that will be the day."
"Well I have a marriage certificate to prove it. Who exactly gave you this number?"
"A mutual friend. So stop lying and let me talk to him."
"Danny." Lindsay yelled.
"Yeah." He came out of the bedroom pulling a shirt over his head.
"Phone."
"Who is it?" He inquired.
"Jenna."
"Jenna?" Danny repeated.
"She's back in town and wants hook up. She also thinks that I'm lying when I told her we got married."
"Montana." Danny said when she pulled the phone into his chest.
"Don't." She told and turned and walked out the front door slamming it shut behind her.
"Lindsay." He called. "What do you want Jenna?" He said into the phone.
"Is that anyway to greet an old friend?"
"We're not friends." Danny told her. "And what did you say to Lindsay?"
"Is that her name?" Jenna asked. "She was trying to tell me she is your wife."
"That's because she is." Danny stated.
"You don't believe in marriage."
"I just hadn't met the right woman yet. What do you want?"
"I'm back; I thought we could hook up."
"I told you I wasn't interested and I never wanted to see you again last time we spoke. So lose this number and stay away from me and sure as hell stay away from Lindsay." Danny hung up and dropped the phone on the couch.
He grabbed his wallet, keys and cell phone from the table. He pulled on his jacket and grabbed Lindsay's which she hadn't taken with her.
He pulled the door open and stepped out.
Lindsay as it turned out hadn't gone far. She was leaning against the wall next to the door.
"It's raining outside." She said.
"Yeah." Danny agreed.
"I didn't take my coat."
"I know."
"Or my purse or cell or keys."
"I know." Danny was just going to let her talk.
"I'm not mad." She informed him.
"Good."
"Or jealous."
"You have no reason to be." Danny assured her. "Do you want to come back inside?"
"Not yet."
Danny knew she needed an explanation but didn't want to ask.
"Jenna and I went out a few times a few years ago. She has a screw loose. When I told her it wasn't going to work out she started calling at all hours, she called the lab, she'd show up there at crime scenes. She threw water at Stella because I was stood talking to her in the street. I got a restraining order and then she moved out of state. This is the first time I've heard from her since. I don't know how she got the number."
Lindsay looked at him.
"Everything she told you was a pile of crap." He assured her.
"Danny."
His cell rang. He looked at the caller ID.
"It's Mac." He told her. "What were you going to say?"
"Answer the phone." Lindsay told him.
"No he can wait."
"Danny it's okay. Just let me in and answer the phone and go to work."
"I want to know what you're thinking."
"I told you I'm not mad or jealous. It was just a slight insecurity raising its head. I'll be fine." She insisted.
"Montana." Danny started.
She grabbed his phone.
"Hey Mac." She answered. "He's right here." Lindsay handed him the phone and took the keys from him.
"Hey Mac." Danny said. "I'll be there in twenty minutes." He hung up. "Lindsay."
"Go to work."
He kissed her. "I love you remember that."
"I love you too."
TBC