"Hey Montana, have you got a minute?" Danny caught up with her a few days later.
"For you I think I can manage it." She smiled.
"I need to give you this." He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to her.
"What is it?" Lindsay asked.
"A TRO." He replied.
"You're serving me with a restraining order?" Lindsay questioned.
"No that's your copy of the one I filled on your behalf."
"You filed for a restraining order on my behalf?" Lindsay stopped and looked at him. "Against whom?"
"Jenna." Danny replied.
Lindsay grabbed his arm and forced him to follow her.
"Lindsay…" He started.
"Don't say a word yet." She warned him.
When they reached the elevator she kept pressing the button until the door opened.
She nodded for him to get inside. Once the doors closed she randomly pressed a button, once it started to move she jabbed the emergency stop button.
"You filed a restraining order on my behalf?" She repeated her earlier question.
"I have one too." Danny admitted.
"What the hell haven't you been telling me Danny Messer?"
"Lindsay I…."
"You don't get a restraining order for one phone call so tell me. Why have you been lying to me?"
"I wasn't lying; I just didn't want to worry you." Danny told her.
"Danny I'm an adult and a cop I can handle it."
"She's been turning up at crime scenes." Danny conceded.
"She's been turning up at your crime scenes?"
"Yours too. She's been in all the crowd pictures. Stella tried talking to her but it only made things worse. She jammed my voicemail with calls. She called the apartment a couple times when you weren't home; she turned up and camped out in the lobby for a couple hours while you were in court yesterday. The judge gave us both a TRO against her."
"You should have told me, how am I supposed to protect myself against a stalker if I don't know I have one and I have no idea what she looks like."
"We have the photographs we showed the judge upstairs." Danny offered.
"I can't believe that you didn't tell me and you have my friends hiding it from me too."
"I thought you'd been through enough with the serial killer."
"Danny this is something you can't just hide from me, I'm your wife not a stranger you just met on the street."
"I'm sorry, I was…" He stepped towards her.
"Don't." She told him stepping back against the wall. "I'm mad at you."
"So I gathered."
"You should have told me."
"I know." He sighed. "I'm sorry I didn't."
"What did she say?"
"What?"
"What did she say on messages?" Lindsay asked. "Just turning up at crime scenes is not enough to get a judge to sign a restraining order."
"You don't want to know."
"I do." Lindsay stated.
"You don't. Trust me."
"Danny."
"The woman is crazy but she isn't dangerous. She'll turn up and we can have her arrest and she can get sent back to where she can get help." Danny insisted. "Just trust me on this."
Lindsay reached around him and hit the button to get the elevator moving again.
When it reached the floor, the doors opened and she walked.
"Is everything okay?" Mac who was waiting of the lift asked.
"Depends on your definition of everything." Lindsay stomped passed him.
Mac looked to Danny.
"I just told her about the restraining order." Danny explained.
"You were supposed to tell her about that before you applied." Mac told him.
"She was out a scene when the clerk told me to come right over." Danny tried to justify.
"You still should have told her first. Fix it."
"I'm trying Mac."
TBC