Okay, so I had a serious case of writers block on this one. Hope it turned out alright. Thanks for all the reviews, glad you're enjoying the sequel!

Will and Grace

After Lindsay had put the phone down Danny sighed, he hadn't only called Lindsay because he thought she might be bored, he wanted a distraction, he looked at the clock, it was three hours until their date and time was dragging. He tried to watch an old Giants game on the TV, but he got bored, Damn Montana, you're making get bored of the Giants! He looked around his apartment, it wasn't messy but he was desperate, so he started cleaning, he swept, dusted, organised and wiped. When he finished he looked at the clock again, it had only been an hour. Now what? He still had 2 hours to kill, so decided to get some practice in on his punch bag before getting in the shower. He punched and kicked and punched some more, all the time thinking about Lindsay, about the way she smiled at him, the way she fit perfectly in his arms, the way she understood his sarcastic humour, the way her stomach muscles clenched when he kissed her neck . He didn't know how long he'd been at the punch bag, thinking of Lindsay, but his arms were becoming numb. He finally decided it was time to get in the shower. Standing under the warm shower spray, letting his arms drop by his sides, the feeling beginning to come back, he started to think of Lindsay again what she might wear, whether she'd like the date or not and his breath became short, his heart was racing, his hands were shaking, Oh God, what if she doesn't like it, what if she doesn't show, Oh God, what am I gonna do. Danny took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, chastising himself for worrying so much; he'd never worried this much about a date before. He'd never even enjoyed dates before really, he much preferred what happened afterwards, but Lindsay was different, he wanted everything to be perfect, and it would be, he knew it, or at least he hoped he knew it. He began to catch his breath, his heart was returning to its normal rate as he continued his shower. When he finished he looked at the clock...again. One hour to go.

Meanwhile, in Lindsay's apartment:

When she entered her apartment she put her purse and keys on the dresser by the door and hung her coat in the closet. She looked at the clock; she had about 2 ½ hours until Danny would come to pick her up. She decided to draw a bath, she put in her favourite bubble bath, poured herself a glass of wine and stepped in. She took a deep breath, appreciating the floral scent and started to relax. She sipped at her wine and placed it carefully on the side of the bath before ducking her head under the water. She continued her bath, getting ready for her date with Danny. Her, the plain country girl, was going on a date with Danny Messer, the biggest player in the NYPD. She still had to pinch herself from time to time to make sure she hadn't dreamt the past few days, she'd been apprehensive about him to start with, she knew he'd been flirting with her for months but she'd heard the gossip, he was known for being a 'wham, bam, thank you mam' kind of guy, but what she'd seen in the last few weeks was different. She saw a different side to Danny Messer, the caring, sweet, funny, supportive, hard working side and she knew it was different with her.

She finished up and climbed out of the bath, wrapping a big white towel around herself and walking over to her bedroom. She sat at her dresser and towel dried her hair and ran a brush through it. She applied a clay face mask, grabbed the rest of her wine from the bathroom and went and sat on her 

couch. She turned on the TV and was flicking through the channels when she found a Will and Grace Marathon to watch. She hadn't seen it in ages and became engrossed in the story, it was only at an extremely funny moment when laughed that she realised she still had the face mask on; her face wasn't able to move. She ran into the bathroom, almost losing her towel on the way and washed it off. As she walked back into the bedroom she glanced at the clock, 1 ½ hours left. She could still hear Will and Grace in the background as she started to blow dry her hair.

Back in Danny's apartment:

Danny had got out of his shower and much to his annoyance he still had an hour until he had to go and pick Lindsay up, so he decided he'd watch some TV and have a beer. He walked over to his fridge, still only in his towel and grabbed one of the cold beers he always kept in there. Thank god I restocked that after Lindsay came over! He sat on the couch, flicking through the channels, nothing caught his attention, when he found a Will and Grace Marathon, he'd never really watched it, but he knew Lindsay did so he thought he'd try it. To his surprise it was actually quite funny, he found himself laughing, a lot. He made a mental note not to tell Lindsay, he knew she would tell Flack, just like he knew at some point she'd tell a load of other secrets about him. As much as he knew he could trust her, she was a terrible gossip. He got so engrossed in the programme that he didn't realise he watched an entire episode, leaving him with 15 minutes to get ready. Oh God, Oh God, I'm gonna be late for our first date, great Messer, you've been moping for hours and now you're going to be late. Danny ran into his bedroom, losing his towel on the way.

When he reached his bedroom he pulled on some boxers and walked over to his closet, not knowing what to wear. I'm turning into a woman! He decided to wear a pair of smart jeans, a white shirt and a suit jacket. He put his dog tags back on, tucking them inside his shirt, and his watch, looking at it as he fastened the strap. Not long now. He quickly rubbed some wax in his hair, giving it that messy, just woken up look he knew she liked. He ran out of his room, almost tripping on the towel he lost earlier on the way, grabbed his wallet, keys and phone from the cabinet by his door and set off to pick her up, his heart starting to beat faster again.

Meanwhile, in Lindsay's apartment:

When she finished blow drying her hair she started to curl it, she was going to wear it straight for a change but she knew how much Danny liked it curly. When she finished curling her hair she decided to get dressed before doing her makeup. She hung her towel over the radiator, put on a pair of black satin panties and walked over to her wardrobe to start the hardest part of the whole thing, what shall I wear? She contemplated wearing the green dress again, he'd liked that so much, but she decided against it. Just like she had a few nights ago she began pulling outfits out of her closet, rejecting them one after the other. The black skirt and wraparound top, too casual, the burgundy ankle length dress, too formal, the navy blue shift dress, too conservative, the short red dress, too slutty. The she found it, she hadn't worn it in ages and it was perfect. An indigo satin dress that came just below the knee with a halter neck which allowed just enough cleavage to be on show, but the best part was the back, or lack of it. It cut down to just above the dimples on her lower back, Danny had said how much he loved her back, plus, she wouldn't be wearing a bra and he would know it. He'll love it so much he'll hate it. She put her dress on and admired it in the mirror; it still fit her perfectly, hugging her curves in all the right places. She returned to her dresser to put her makeup on, glancing at the clock quickly. ½ hour till Danny arrived. Plenty of time.



She had just finished her makeup and was putting on some silver jewellery when she heard her buzzer go. Danny's here. A smile appeared on her face.

"Hello?" she said down the intercom

"Hi Montana"

"Oh Danny, I'm afraid I'm busy, I've got a hot date tonight with a gorgeous man. You'll have to come back later"

"Very funny Montana, let me up, I'm freezing!"

She laughed to herself, she loved how she could tease him like that; they definitely had the same sense of humour. She unlatched the door and went back to her bedroom to get her shoes.

Knock Knock

"It's open Danny. I'm just getting my shoes" she yelled from her bedroom.

He entered her apartment, shutting the door behind himself, laughing at her television; she'd been watching Will and Grace too. "You know Montana, you shouldn't do that, how do you know I wasn't a serial killer."

"Well, I didn't, but I do have a gun and I knew you were on your way up and you'd protect me" she said as she entered the living room.

Danny turned as she walked out of her bedroom, she looked beautiful. The dress was just as good as the green one, if not better. It clung to her curves perfectly.

"Wow Montana, you look... Wow!"

"Danny Messer, lost for words, just wait till everyone hears about this! You don't look so bad yourself by the way" she said as she turned around to pick up her purse. It was then he noticed the back, or lack of. He couldn't take his eyes off her. He'd changed his mind, he hated that dress, he wanted to rip it off her, cos there was no way he'd be able to make it through a whole date with her in it.

Lindsay noticed his staring at her, lost in is thoughts and knew that she was right about the dress.

"So we ready to go Danny?" she asked, his eyes darting back up to hers and away from her back and out of his thoughts. He looked flustered.

"Go, go where?"

Like I said, I had difficulty writing this so let me know how it went please.

Also, I don't know what they're doing on their date yet so it might be a while for an update before I get inspired!