A/N: Thanks to everyone out there reading, and especially those who review too. Here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.

Special thanks to SallyJetson for the beta, encouragement and the sometimes much needed pep talks.

Chapter 12: Interrogations:

After they had talked to the Gandalf impersonator who was running the show they decided they couldn't do anymore for the night and were now on their way to the lab to drop off the evidence they'd collected.

Danny hadn't given more than one word answers and had refused to even look at her while they worked the case. Now that he had some time to think he allowed himself to glance at her as she drove them back.

"Where's your ring?"

"My ring? My engagement ring? I don't wear it at work. Apparently diamond beats latex, so it's murder on the gloves." Lindsay replied as she navigated through the late night traffic.

"I've never seen you wear it and you don't have a tan line."

"What?" Lindsay asked taking a moment to look at Danny, but his expression was unreadable as he clarified his remarks. "If you wore the ring you'd have a tan line, or some type of mark. No mark, no ring."

"There's a ring," Lindsay affirmed as she focused back on the road.

A few minutes later Danny continued. "So you just don't wear it. And you've never told anyone in New York that you were engaged. It's one thing not to tell me, but you and Stell were close. Isn't marriage something girls tell each other?"

"Maybe I wanted to keep my private life just that, private."

"Maybe. Or maybe you don't want to get married," Danny surmised as they arrived at the lab.

"Why would I have said yes if I didn't want to get married?" Lindsay asked as she got out of the car and headed to the back to retrieve the evidence.

"I've absolutely no idea." Danny replied as he joined her at the back of the vehicle. "But one thing's for sure."

"What's that?" Lindsay turned with a box of evidence to find herself face to face with Danny, eyes locked with only the box separating their bodies. A gulp rose in her throat as Danny took the box, brushing the sides of her hands with his own, and never breaking contact with her eyes. "You don't love him."

With that Danny proceeded to take the evidence inside leaving Lindsay to stare at his back as he walked away from her.