Title: Why Be So Forward?
Author: Miriam A. Wade
Categories: Romance, slight Humor
Rating: T
Pairing: Danny and Lindsay
Season: Season 3, hint: Just imagine that Slight Out of Hand (or anything starting from Love Run Cold) hadn't happened.
POV: 1stperson limited to Lindsay- first two chapters, 1stperson limited to Danny- third chapter, 3rdperson limited to Danny and Lindsay- last chapter.
Summary: Lindsay is losing an internal battle with herself and the immediate recipient is, you guessed it, Danny.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don't own anything…
Archive: Please do not archive anywhere without the author's permission. But if you do, I really don't care.
Copyright (c) 2010 Miriam A. Wade
Author's Note: What's it been? 8 months? 9? Well, whatever the amount of time, I'm terribly sorry and I know you don't deserve having to wait that long, but I can explain. I have been writing and rewriting this chapter and working this to complete flawlessness and I have a strong viewpoint that my readers deserve nothing but perfection. But you can just blame it on the OCD, like I usually do.
*italics with quotations= Character thoughts to self
Chapter 3: The Chase
"Hey, Montana. Mac said that there was new evidence?"
All I could do was just stare at him in disbelief with my mouth slightly ajar. I blinked a few times then tried to formulate a response. "What? Oh! Yeah, well it's nothing much, but, uh… Yeah." "Way to sound like an idiot, Lindsay."
"Alright. If you're ok in here for a couple minutes I'm gonna go drop my jacket off in our office and check a few things." He said in only a way he could as he left the room.
I have absolutely no idea what's going on right now. It's as if Mac knows I did something as tramendously foolish as sending Danny that email and he brought him here to rub my nose in it! You know, I will never fully understand that man. What is it with men being so complicated, anyway?
I gave up trying to figure it out and went back to work. All of a sudden, the realization that, "checking a few things in our office" to Danny, meant checking his email.
"Crap," I muttered out loud as I hastenly stole a glance at Danny sitting in the bullpin. 'No! He can't read it at work!' "This can't be happening to me," I ran my hands through my hair then down my face as I wallowed.
I quickly made up my mind and anchored some fandom lab tech to my evidence. I left the room with one last glance to Danny and made my way up the stairs. I figured that if I can't stop him from reading the email, I can atleast stall him from confronting me on my inanity. "If he cant' find me, I don't have to face his rejection," which is what I'm sure it will be, considering how lame I am and how perfectly… not lame he is. I'll just hide up here until I'm sure he's not looking for me. "Or until pigs fly." I'm doomed.
"That was weird," I muttered as I sat down at my desk and booted up my computer.
"I don't think I've ever seen her so fidgety before. I wonder wat's got her like this." I decided not to worry about it as I opened up the internal messaging system to check my email.
Hip Replacement Recall Eligibility. Get a Hip! "Spam." Did Acne Medication Cause Your… "Spam." Email from Lindsay Monroe: Just Something I Thought I'd Tell You.
As I quickly scrolled down and read through her email, I discovered what must have been making her act so awkwardly. 'I'm certain that I love you and am no longer ducking. I'm completely prepared to get hit in the face, whatever the outcome.'
"She thinks I'm going to turn her down or something." I know there was something up, but why would she think I would when I feel this exact way about her?
"Wait! She loves me!" I swiftly logged out and went back to the layout room where I saw her last.
"Linds, I nee… Where'd she go?" I was completely and utterly thrown off guard when I looked up to see some lab tech standing there by her evidence.
"Uh… I'm not sure. She said she'd be back later. Which is weird because…"
I didn't stick around to listen to him go on about whatever it was he was talking about. I had more pressing matters to attend to.
"How can one person be so hard to find?" I had been gathering strange looks form passer by's for the last 20 minutes as I frantically ferreted for her and was about to give up when I saw Hawkes about to get on one of the elevators.
"Hey Doc! Can you wait a minute?" I hurried over to where he was standing, praying that he would know where to find her.
"Yeah man, what's up?"
"Have you seen Lindsay anywhere?"
"Last I saw her she said that she was going to get some fresh air. I said she could wait here for the elevator with me since I'm going down anyway; she must have been in a hurry because she went towards the stairs instead."
"Thanks Hawkes, but I don't think she was going downstairs. I'll see you later."
I had my lead and I was on my way up to the roof, all the while knowing that if I looked over my shoulder, I would see Dr. Sheldon Hawkes giving my retreating form a suspicious look. Not that I cared, no. Not even close.
Author's Note: I never have been good at male dialoge, but seeing as how I'm a girl, it could be understandable… Oh well. On to the fourth and final chapter!
