A/N – Thanks again for all the reviews and story alerts. I'm glad you guys are enjoying this story so far. Oh, and I hope you all had a happy New Year! Here's chapter 2. HAPPY READING!!!

Disclaimer – I know, I know, I don't own CSI NY.

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Stella Bonasera looked up from her desk to the sounds of someone whistling a random tune. Looking out of the glass walls of her office, she saw Sheldon making his way into her office.

"Someone's happy." she told him as he handed her a file.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about how all morning you've been walking around whistling and smiling and stuff. Something interesting happen on your day off?"

"Not, really." he said innocently.

"You met someone, didn't you." she said, more as a statement than a question.

Sheldon shook his head slightly to say no but his expression said otherwise.

Sheldon had spent his most of his day off talking to Allison. They had spent almost three hours in the coffee shop talking about anything and everything. They had even gone out to lunch together. Sheldon didn't know what it was about Allison that intrigued him so much but he definitely didn't mind. She was a beautiful person inside and out.

During their time together, he was able to learn a lot about her.

"So, you know what I do, what do you do?" Sheldon asked her, taking a sip of his now cold coffee.

"I'm a photographer."

"Really, what kind of photographs do you take?"

"Well, my friend is a designer so I work mostly with her, taking pictures of the models and stuff you know. But to be honest, I have always enjoyed just taking shots of historical sites and nature as it is."

Sheldon smiled at the memory of his day with Allison. He felt extremely comfortable with her, almost like they had known each other their whole lives. Sheldon's change in demeanor did not go unnoticed.

"What's her name?" Stella asked.

"Who's name?" Danny Messer asked when he walked into Stella's office.

"Hawkes's new girlfriend" Stella said with a smirk.

Danny looked over at Sheldon. "Congrats buddy. Is she pretty?"

Sheldon shook his head and laughed. "First of all, she is not my girlfriend. She's just my new next door neighbor."

Before anyone could reply, Stella's phone went off. She looked down at the screen and let out a sigh. "We got a DB over in times square." she said, getting up and heading toward the door. On her way out she looked over at Sheldon. "Don't think this over buddy."

Sheldon just chuckled and headed out behind her, with Danny at his side.

"But seriously, how does she look?" he asked.

Sheldon didn't say anything, he instead just smiled at Danny who understood completely.

"Oh, yeah. She must be pretty."

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"What's his name?"

Allison looked up from the photographs she was going over to see her best friend and boss looking back at her with her arms crossed over her chest. She knew that trying to deny anything would be pointless because Angelica Santos could read her like no other.

"Sheldon." Allison said, a small grin starting to from on her face.

Angelica eyebrows raised in question. "Spill"

Allison began to tell her friend everything that happened the day before, from going out for coffee to going out for lunch. When she was finished, she couldn't stop smiling. She had really enjoyed herself yesterday and hoped to be able to do it more often.

"So, wait, he's a doctor?" Angelica asked.

"Yup." Allison said with a smirk.

"Gee, Allie. You're so lucky." she said with a huff.

Allison looked at her friend with disbelief. "Are you serious, Angie? I'm not the one who's engaged to Mr. Perfect, that is what you call him, right?"

Angie shrugged her shoulders. "Yeah, well, don't get me wrong, I love Brian. But until I become Mrs. Jacobson, I have the right to talk about whom ever I want so ha."

Allison looked at her best friend and laughed. "I guess you got a point."

"Of course I do." she replied, brushing her long dark hair out of her face. Angelica was a pretty woman, just like a model as Allison often said. She was tall, with long legs and smooth tan skin.

"So, when do I get to meet him?" Angie asked.

Ever since high school, the two friends had a rule that neither dated anyone without the other meeting him first. They don't know why or when it started but it just kind of became this unspoken rule between them.

Angelica and Allison had been best friends since they met in highschool back in their hometown of Richmond, Virginia. They had both gone to college together and afterwards moved to New York where Angelica could pursue he career as a designer and Allison as a photographer.

"I don't know Angie. I mean, who knows if we're ever going to date?"

Angie gave her friend a knowing look. "We'll just see about that."

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Sheldon arrived home at 9:00 that night. When he stepped out of the stairwell onto his floor, he half expected to see Allison going into her door. He chuckled to himself when he saw her going into door.

"You know, we have to stop meeting like this." he called out.

Allison turned her head and smiled when she saw Sheldon. When he reached her, she crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm beginning to think that this is a habit of yours Doctor." she said with a smirk.

Sheldon nodded. "Yeah, well, I do love to purposefully run into beautiful woman in the hallway."

Allison smiled at his compliment, causing Sheldon to do so as well. Her smile was contagious. "Aww, Sheldon, you think I'm beautiful?"

Sheldon shrugged. "You're okay." he joked, earning him a smack on the chest.

"Ha, ha. You're so funny." she said sarcastically. "So, you just get back from ridding the city of all the bad guys?"

"Yeah, I guess you could call it that. What about you?"

"I just got back too. We've been working on this big project. So now I'm gonna go search for something to eat."

"Search?" he questioned.

Allison laughed at her choice of words. "Yeah, well, I really haven't had a chance to do any real grocery shopping since I moved in, but I 'm sure I'll find something."

"Well, you know you could always eat here." Sheldon suggested, pointing at his apartment.

Allison bit her bottom lip before answering. "I'd love too."

Sheldon smiled before moving to open his front door. "Right this way" he said, extending out his arm to lead her into his apartment.

She smiled at graciously before entering. She walked into the foyer and smiled as she looked around. "Wow, this is a really nice apartment." she said, before laughing out loud.

"What's so funny?" he questioned.

"It looks just like mine, well except for the fact that yours is decorated and nice and neat and everything. Mine still needs some more work." she pointed out, taking off her coat.

"Here, let me take that." he offered, taking her coat and hanging it up in the front closet.

"Wow, aren't you hospitable." she commented.

Sheldon chuckled as he led the way into his kitchen. He opened the door to his fridge and frowned. "Hey Allison," he started but was interrupted.

"Please call me Allie. Allison is so serious sounding, it reminds me of my father."

Sheldon looked at her with a smile. "Will do Allie. I was going to say I hope you like take-out because I really don't have any food either."

"Take-out is good." she told him.

Sheldon ordered take-out and the pair sat on his sofa eating, laughing, and just enjoying each other's company. Like the first time they spent time together, everything just seemed so natural. They had been talking for over an hour before Allison finally stood up with a yawn.

"Look, Sheldon. It's late, I should probably go."

Sheldon nodded and went to get her coat. "Let me walk you home." he said as he opened his front door and walked with her the five feet to her door.

"Whew, that's a long walk," he joked, causing Allison to laugh.

"Yes it was. I'm sorry you have to walk all the way back."

"Yeah well, you're worth it" he told her, looking straight into her eyes.

As Allison stared back at him, she slowly leaned into to him, bringing her face closer to his. Sheldon began to do the same as he slowly dipped his head and gently placed his lips onto hers. The kiss was sweet, short, and gentle but still held meaning. Allison looked up at his slightly taller frame and a smile graced her face.

"Will you have dinner with me tomorrow night," he asked quietly.

"Of course," she answered before leaning back into him a placing another kiss on his lips.