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While most are watching Stella & Don's dramatic reunion, Danny steps away from the paramedic who was checking him over, walks to Lindsay, & touches her shoulder. Lindsay jumps & looks at him, eyes brimming with unshed tears, & a small spot of blood on her lip.

"Lindsay! You're bleeding? What happened?"

Danny's hand reaches to touch her lip, and she shies a bit from his touch, his hand falls & he looks down at his feet.

"Danny, I-I must have bit it on the way here, I heard you & Don on the radio. I rode down w/Sheldon, I-we were so afraid for you-you both, of course."

She is looking down, unable to meet his gaze & clears her throat, feeling like that awkward 14 yr old, talking to a boy she really likes. She laughs, looking up, & Danny's bright eyes catch hers, and he looks at her a little funny.

"What's so funny?"

Lindsay sighs, and looks at him, "We were in a relationship, & I can't even hold a conversation with you, I'm like a bumbling teenager."

Danny laughs, flushing slightly, "I'm not a lot better, Lindsay, but I'd like to be, I mean, I want to make amends, I want to try to make us work. I'm miserable-I mean, all the time."

Lindsay nods, feeling eyes on her back; she turns & sees Don & Stella, both casually looking her & Danny's way. "Let's discuss this later. I don't know if we can get to where we were, but I would like to try. Maybe dinner tonight?"

He nods, seeing the way she was looking & seeing them both look away, guiltily. He laughs, nodding their way.
"Don's worse than Stella now, isn't that sad?"

Lindsay laughs and nods, touches his arm lightly. "I should go, they aren't letting us do CSI on this, and they called in some people from different shift."

Danny sighs "I got to be debriefed. How about we meet for Thai food? The place by work? Let's say 7pm?"

"Sure, I think I can do that, call me or text me if you get held up. If we have to, we can reschedule" Lindsay nods, a slight sparkle in her eyes.

Lindsay turns, and there is a spring in her step that hasn't been there, heading towards the cars, humming light under her breath.

Don meanders over to Danny, a smirk on his face. "Got something you wanna share, Messer?"

Danny shakes his head, smiling. "Nope, I sure don't."

He turns and walks to investigators to give his statement, leaving Don standing there, shocked.

Walking over, Stella wraps her arms around Don from behind, nestling her face in the strength of his back, giggling.

"Awww poor baby, no luck?"

Don frowns, and turns around, pulling her close, and looks down "What? You think you have more skills? Prove it."

"Oh, you don't want to go against the Master of the Lab, trust me." Stella smiles predatorily.

"Wouldn't it be Mistress? And I am not afraid of you, Lady; I can out-investigate you any day!" He nods, crossing his arms.

"Ok, prove it. Whoever wins, they get first pick of Date Night locations when your mom watches Star Linn for the next 3 months!" Stella mirrors him, crossing her arms, giving a rebellious look to him. He smirks back, raising one eyebrow.

"Ok, fine, I will talk to my Ma, maybe she would even take her for a Weekend when you have to take me to Atlantic City."

Stella laughs and tugs on his tie, shaking her head, murmuring, "Men."

She walks away, with a decidedly wicked wiggle to her hips, smirking as she calls out

"Hey! Lindsay, wait up, Can I catch a ride with you back to the Lab?"

Don groans softly, hoping he had not just put both feet into his mouth, and walks over to the investigators who were already talking to Danny.