Danny had gotten Lindsay back to Flack in one piece and a whole pizza later. But, without Lindsay they were short staffed at the lab and he had had to go back to work.

Now, two days later Danny was standing outside Flack's room and staring through the window at a sleeping Flack and Lindsay, who was curled up in a chair staring at the TV. Danny dropped in to visit Flack whenever he was in the area or when he finished a shift. Every time he came to his friend's room, Lindsay was there. She was sleeping in the chair. She was leaning over Flack and easing his pain. She was watching TV as he slept.

Danny couldn't help but notice the change that had come over Lindsay. Danny knew that she was the same old Lindsay, but things were different. She needed caffeine. She needed a shower. She needed to get out of the hospital. Her time with Flack was becoming like an obsession. Stella had mentioned it to Danny too. Stella couldn't even get her out of the room to grab lunch in the hospital cafeteria, let alone go home.

Lindsay felt tired. There was beeping in her ears. Machines were going about their business, doing what needed done. She knew there was a time when her life consisted of more than these machines and this room and feeling like she's been hit by a board. Lindsay still hadn't cried. She hadn't given herself the time to feel the emotion that was wearing on her body. On many levels she knew it was just a matter of time, but right now she didn't feel like she had that time to give.

"Hey." Danny whispered as he walked into the room. If Flack was asleep, he preferred not to wake him up.

Lindsay turned slightly and smiled. The smile didn't quite make it up to her eyes and wasn't very convincing. "Hi."

"How's he doing?" Danny asked, walking around so that he was standing in front of Lindsay.

"Better than yesterday. They're easing him off of some of his medication, so he's in more pain.. but he's doing better." Lindsay said. She stood up and took a step towards Danny, closing some of the distance between them.

"Hey, come here." Danny said, his voice full of concern. He wrapped his arms around Lindsay and pulled her into a hug. Danny could feel how tense Lindsay as her body went from rigid to a bit of a wilt in his embrace.

"Montana, why don't you get out of here for a while." Danny suggested as Lindsay backed away from his embrace. Lindsay whipped her head around to look Danny in the eyes and anger flashed through hers. "I mean it's just a suggestion, but you've got to get out of here. Maybe go home and take a nap, or a shower, or just go for a walk. I'll stay here with him. He won't be alone."

Lindsay didn't seem convinced. She backed slowly away from Danny and returned to her chair.

"I'm fine here." Lindsay replied. "I want to be here when he wakes up."

Danny realized that he wasn't going to get anywhere with this argument right now. If he knew anything about Lindsay, it was that she could be very stubborn and usually got what she wanted.

"Fine." Danny said with a sigh. "But, I don't work again for another 24 hours. What can I bring you from your place?"

"Why don't you take her to her place and then bring her back later?" Flack mumbled from his place on his bed.

Danny and Lindsay both turned to look at Flack. His eyes were open and he was struggling to move into a more comfortable position. Lindsay rushed over to Flack's side and helped him to move around. Danny stood back, he was a little uncomfortable with seeing his friend in pain and the intimacy of the scene before him.

"You okay now?" Lindsay asked thoughtfully. Danny noticed how her hand squeezed Flack's to emphasize the question.

"He's right, you know." Flack said, avoiding Lindsay's question, but tugging at her hand to bring her down to his level and get her attention. "You need to go. Get out of here. Take a break from me… from all this."

Lindsay didn't like how resigned Flack sounded. Her brow creased and she inched closer to Flack. Both Flack and Danny could tell that she was becoming more worried and was a bit confused. Lindsay was about to object, when Flack cut her off.

"The nurse will be coming soon, anyway. She's coming to change my bandages and do a few exercises… that kind of stuff. Why don't you take that time and let Danny take you home for a while."

Lindsay shifted uncomfortably and she watched Flack's gaze drift from her, momentarily to Danny and then off to the TV. Lindsay was confused. Why was Flack suddenly pushing her away?

"Danny, could you give us a minute?" Lindsay said quietly, never taking her eyes off of Flack.

Danny shrugged, nodded his head and ducked out of the room. Outside in the hallway, Danny leaned against the wall. He could feel the wall's coolness make its way through his shirt and sink into his back. Danny sighed and thought about Lindsay and Flack. He thought about how lucky Flack was to have Lindsay by his side, unwavering and totally in love with him. To be honest, Danny had been jealous of Flack for some time now.

Lindsay stared at Flack. She didn't understand the change in his attitude.

"I'm not going anywhere. I want to be here with you." Lindsay said. She could feel the tears welling up behind her eyes and her voice beginning to waiver, but Lindsay refused to cry.

"Don, you have to let me in sometime. You have to talk to me. You can't shut me out." Lindsay heard her voice start to tremble and crack as she talked. It was taking all of her restraint to keep her emotions in check and not explode at Flack.

Flack didn't say anything. He slowly raised his head and eyes to look at Lindsay. The problem was, he couldn't talk to Lindsay just yet. Lindsay was used to him being strong, cocky, sure of himself, always the one who came out on top and got the bad guy. But Flack didn't feel that he was that guy anymore. He felt weak and too dependent. The doctor had told him of all the work he'd have to do in order to most likely be ready to go back to work, possibly just a desk job – Flack didn't even know if he'd ever be able to be back in the field, let alone do good work. Flack was ashamed of not only his helplessness, but his appearance.

"Go. Please." Flack said quietly. "I want you to get out of here and get some fresh air. Have something other than hospital food to eat. Do something normal. Just go."

Lindsay couldn't help but notice the look of depression that had taken over Flack. She sighed angrily, unable to hold her feelings in much longer. Lindsay could feel the anger seething deep down inside and threatening to bubble over. She wanted nothing more than to yell and stomp her feet and hit him, but somehow Lindsay knew that that wasn't what Flack needed.

"Fine." Lindsay said coldly. "I don't know what's going on in your head, but if you want me to leave that badly you'll get your wish."

Lindsay didn't say anything more and Flack didn't have a chance to reply before Lindsay turned on her heel, grabbed her bag and stalked out of the room. In the hallway, Lindsay didn't stop to acknowledge Danny; she simply stormed past him down the hallway. Danny jogged behind her in an attempt to catch up.

"Hey, Montana…" Danny said carefully and he stopped just behind her as she waited for the elevator.

"Get me out of here, Danny." Lindsay said. The elevator doors opened. Lindsay got on and turned around to look at Danny expectantly. Danny could see the anger and hurt mixed with tears just behind her eyes. He admired her for keeping it all under control.

"Sure, doll, let's go." Danny said with a half smile.

The elevator doors closed behind him as Danny whisked Lindsay away from the hospital.