A/N: Thanks to everyone who continues to read my fic. Sorry to those that thought Danny and Lindsay would ride off into the sunset in the last chapter, but they aren't there yet. Here is the continuation…

Disclaimer: I do not own, nor have I ever own anything that rightfully belong to CBS.

Thanks to SallyJetson for the beta.

Chapter 10: Beware the Boots

Danny picked up his visitor's pass and waited at the end of the long corridor. It had been a month since his morning with Lindsay and he could still remember the feel of her body against his. His determination to have her permanently hadn't wavered and as soon as his plane had landed back in New York, he had put his plan into action. That left him here, waiting for his guide, flipping through four month old Science magazines.

His attention was broken as he heard approaching footsteps. "I'm looking for a Detective Messer?"

"That'd be me. Danny Messer. How ya doing?" He offered to the dark haired man in front of him.

"Nick Stokes," replied the man as the two of them shook hands. "So you're the new CSI. Grissom, our boss, was supposed to come get you but he got called away, and I have to admit I'm still a little shaky on all the details."

"It's a CSI exchange program. I come here to work with you guys, while one of your people goes to my lab and works for us. Gives us an opportunity to learn how it's done on the other side of the country, learn some new tricks and all of that."

"Right, so that's where Greg ran off to. How long are you here and where are you from?"

"I'll only be here a month, and I'm from the NYPD, New York through and through."

"New York. We have a CSI who recently transferred from there. Maybe you two know each other."

"You don't say," Danny responded unable to withhold his grin.

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Nick showed Danny around the labs and introduced him to all of the techs, CSIs and other people he would be working with over the next month. Danny was actually very impressed with their set up. He had assumed that since New York was so much bigger than Vegas he'd be walking into a tiny hole of a lab (kind of like what he still pictured the Bozeman lab to be like), but he was wrong. They actually had even more equipment than New York and some that he'd only read about in the latest forensic journals.

Maybe this won't be a total bust on the work front and I'll actually be able to tell Mac I learned something after convincing him this was a good idea (well, convincing Stella to convince Mac that it was a good idea).

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After their tour Nick escorted Danny back to the reception area, which was practically empty except for one man in the corner reading a cattle magazine.

"Well that's about it. I guess I will see you tomorrow for your first actual day. We should have you set up in the system by then so you won't need a visitor's pass."

"Sounds good. I look forward to working with ya."

The man sitting in the corner stood up as the sound of heels filled the hallway.

"Linds, I would like you to meet the new addition to the team, Danny Messer," Nick addressed Lindsay as he saw her approaching their small group.

Lindsay stopped dead in her tracks when she saw who was standing with Nick. Danny, for his part, just smirked at her and bobbed slightly on the tips of his toes. Told you it wasn't over Montana.

"So, do you two know each other?" Nick wondered as he tried to interpret the look on his new partner's face.

"Yeah, we used to work together in New York," replied Lindsay still unsure of why Danny was standing in her lab's reception area. Did he say "new addition"?

"Linny. Sorry to interrupt but we have a reservation in 15 minutes," the man who had stood earlier, cautioned.

Danny, for the first time, actually paid notice to the man who had so far remained silent. He was probably in his 30s, and was above average height with brown hair. His hands were calloused and Danny supposed some women might find him attractive, in a way. There was nothing unusual about his appearance (smart pants, and a dark button up shirt), but then Danny noticed his footwear: cowboy boots. I already don't like this guy.

"Yeah, let's go," Lindsay stressed as she tried to remove herself and the man from the area as quickly as possible, though not fast enough as he addressed Danny: "I'm Jason by the way," …. "Linny's fiancée."

Yep, definitely don't like this guy.

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A/N: I know that seems a little bit out of left field, but just bare with me…