013: Playful

Monday was almost painful for Angela. She and Danny had spent the entire weekend together, only leaving his apartment to go over to hers in order to get clean clothes. Most of the time was admittedly spent either on the couch or tucked into the warm covers of his bed, but the almost lazy quality of the weekend was something that the both of them needed. Saturday and Sunday had been a mixed routine of making love, sleeping, kissing, eating, and repeating.

Angela spent Sunday night back at her own apartment and it seemed so different to be alone again. She knew Monday was going to be difficult, but she didn't know how hard it really was going to be.

Danny had suggested keeping their relationship under wraps for a few weeks and even after that to keep it very low key. He had seen how office relationships had ended up before, and he wanted everyone to ease into the idea.

She and Danny didn't talk for most of the morning, although he did come over to her desk, pretending to check on the alibi that she was working, to give her a kiss instead. Relationships in offices, but especially this office, were hard to keep up with since lives were at stake while they were on duty.

"Ok, I'm going to need these background checks," Samantha said as she approached Angela's desk with a file in her hand. "And then would you call the hospitals and morgues to check for Davis Grand? Some of his friends say that he got into a fight on Saturday night…"

"No problem. Are you going to see Jack in the next thirty seconds?" Angela asked, typing away madly on her computer.

"Yeah, I'm going to go fill him in on the hooker that we just apprehended."

"Would you give him these? They're the emails we got off the kid's computer."

"Alright. Oh, and Danny called and said that once he got here he was going to need the alibi run downs of those kids at the arcade."

"I've got them right here," she said lifting up several sheets of paper.

Samantha paused as she looked at Angela. "How's it going with you two?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, how's it going?"

"Good," she replied simply, not really wanting to go into details. Samantha was just being curious, but she didn't think it was good to let her know just yet.

"Really good?"

"Pretty good."

"Hey, do you have those alibis?" Danny walked up between the two women and leaned on Angela's chair.

"Yeah, I've got them right here," Angela said, turning to grab the stack of papers.

"Uh, I'm going to go… talk to Jack," Samantha said suddenly, leaving Angela and Danny.

Angela sighed. "She's definitely been trying to get me to talk all day."

"Martin's been the same way. Nosy agents, hmm?"

"Yeah. Did you… tell him?"

"No. Did you tell Samantha?"

"No."

There was a small pause between the two of them. Then Danny cast a quick glance around them and leaned down close to Angela as if he were studying the pieces of paper she had on her desk. He turned her face gently with his hand and kissed her slowly.

"You know, I was thinking about getting some take out tonight," he said, trying to act casual and as if he was asking her out on a first date. His fingers gently massaged her neck, though he positioned his body so that anyone looking would simply see him standing next to her. "And if you wanted to drop by… say around eight or nine… I might share some with you."

"I don't know…" she pretended to protest, but she took a hold of his tie and tugged playfully at it. "I'm awfully busy with this paperwork…"

"You are an imp," Danny grinned, acting hurt as he yanked his tie away from her grasp. "Thanks for the alibis."

"All in a day's work," Angela called after his retreating back. She smiled quietly to herself and planned for another long night.

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The first awkward days at the office became incorporated into Angela and Danny's routine. He spent the night at her apartment for the first time, and after that, they slept together at least twice a week. Angela discovered that Danny was now keeping some of his clothes in her closet, and she even found one of his ties draped across her kitchen chair one morning.

While they tried to keep their personal lives out of the office, Danny and Angela managed to make working in the same office a game. They would often see how far they could take things before getting caught.

It started out with small things, like Danny placing a hand on her waist or Angela purposely brushing up against him. But as the weeks went on, the two became more and more daring.

"This call came in at 5:34 that morning, and then right after that call, Booker made another call to this number," Angela explained to Jack as she showed him her findings. "Which is registered to—get this—a guy by the name of Lewis Oakland."

"How's he related to the missing boy?" Jack asked quickly.

"It's his uncle. He's got something to do with the disappearance."

"Where's he located?"

"Umm…" Angela consulted her papers. "Albany."

"Alright… we'll send someone out there now. Oh, there's Danny. Danny!" Jack called as Danny was walking by the pair.

"Yes?" He stopped short right behind Angela.

"I'm going to need you and Martin—" Danny's hand touched Angela's waist and then gave it a small squeeze, though he was completely paying attention to Jack. "—to go out to Albany and talk to this Lewis Oakland guy."

"Alright," Danny nodded. "Samantha's got something on the car that Booker was driving. You'll have to talk to her." His hand moved lower on Angela and she almost laughed in disbelief that he was doing this right in front of Jack, even if he couldn't see it.

"Good. You and Martin head out there and see what you can find."

With a nod to Jack, Danny left to go fetch Martin and Jack departed to go talk to Samantha, leaving Angela alone, but not quite lonely.

Later that week, the calls had been slow and there weren't a lot of things to be done around the office. Thus Jack decided that if she wasn't doing anything, Angela could tidy up the file room. This was definitely not in the job description.

"Wow. What'd you do to deserve this?" Vivian chuckled as she walked into the file room with yet another manila folder in hand.

"God only knows," Angela grumbled as she took the file that Vivian handed her. "It's going to take ages to sort through all of this stuff."

"It's not that bad. We kept it pretty well organized," Vivian defended.

"Except that the Winslow case is definitely in the "B" drawer," she said, holding up the folder.

"Oh. Well. Minor detail. If you need a break, there's a strawberry pastry on my desk that you can have."

"Aww, thanks Viv."

With a smile, Vivian left Angela to do her filing. Not but five minutes later as she was trying to locate the "R-T" drawer, a familiar pair of hands found their way to her waist.

"You just cannot help yourself, can you?" Angela chuckled as she finally found the drawer and deposited the file.

"Well, we've just got to stop meeting like this," Danny said as he kissed her neck.

"Danny," she giggled softly, pushing him away. "You can't do that."

"Says who?" he asked, kissing her again.

"Someone could walk in."

"Let 'em look." He kissed her longer this time, and she stopped protesting as he pulled her close to him.

Finally as if he had regained some sense, Danny pulled away, but he still had a mischievous grin on his face.

"I brought you something," he said in a sing-song voice and pulled out a small white paper bag.

"Let me guess…" Angela said as she took the bag from his hand. "It's a strawberry pastry."

His face fell a little. "How'd you know?"

"Because it was conveniently located on Vivian's desk about ten minutes ago," she replied with a smile. "But it's the thought that counts. Thanks."

"I thought you could use the break anyways. I could not do this filing."

"Yeah. I'd take two armed guys running down the street any day of the week. But what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be… finding someone?"

"Ah. We found her. It was nothing big actually. She just ran away to her friend's house."

"Mmm," she said as she took a bite of the pastry. "This is good."

"Well, I picked it out just for you."

"Oh, I know you did. They have such a big selection."

Danny grinned and put his hand around her waist and pulled her close to him and then kissed her on the side of her head. "I like where we are."

"I do too."

"You wouldn't change it?"

"Change it to what?"

"To… a more public relationship?"

Angela considered it for a few moments. "Maybe some day. But it's kind of nice having a secret. And it's fun to have these secret meetings."

"It kind of is, isn't it?"

Danny leaned in to kiss her again, but stopped when his cell phone rang.

"Aha. I told you someone was watching," Angela teased as he picked up his phone.

"I'll see you later? I'll come around six? I can bring a movie."

"Oh, movie night," she said excitedly. "Sounds like fun."

"Alright. Six it is."

"What's happening at six?" asked Martin as he walked into the file room with another file. "Oh, and this is for you," he said, handing Angela the file.

"Oh, nothing," Angela said quickly, taking the file from him. "I was just saying that I only have six more files to go through."

"Oh. Right," Martin said skeptically. "Isn't that Vivian's pastry?"

A/N: Hey guys! I can't believe it's only Tuesday… gross… Anyways, hope you guys liked this chapter… a little cute one. The next chapter takes things for a bit of a twist, so get ready for that.

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-Laura