A Moment Like Forever

Chapter Four – Invitations

By AnnieLouise2011

Josie stared at the bright neon post it note which had been stuck to her calendar in the Morgue office. After another night of barely any sleep, her brain was mush and it took her a good few minutes to make sense of it all. Slowly reaching out to the offending note, as if it would bite her, she gently pealed it off Sid's gory 'anatomy of the human body' calendar and lifted it down to her natural eye line. In scruffy, almost childlike writing, the note said 'Friday 25thApril, Four Seasons?' and written below was the initials 'DF'.

Josie knew who had snuck into the morgue's office. But why, was the ultimate question. Jo had two very particular opinions about Don Flack after meeting him only twice. He was gorgeous, that was for sure. Don had a well chiselled jaw, bright blue eyes and a burly body structure that could make any girl weak at the knees. But his personality; well it was less of an opinion but more of a muse. His personality was both irritating and annoying, as he had showed in the morgue while on his case with Stella Bonasera. Or he was a gentleman.

Placing the note on the top her latest medical read, Jo was unaware of Sid who had been behind her long enough to read the note himself. "Looks like you have an admirer, Miss Sullivan."

Turning around sharply to face the older man, Josie let out a sigh. "Yeah, I guess I do."

"You don't sound as pleased as most women would be to receive an invitation from Don." Sid smiled gently and grabbed the folder he had originally entered the office for.

Josie suppressed a laugh before replying, in an amused tone, "You make him out to be a; well, a womanizer."

Sid nodded and laughed himself before leaving the office with no more contribution to the conversation. That had left Josie in a rut. Now not only Don's personality was at question, but also his promiscuity. Ignoring the topic completely, Josie opened her file and began to write down her tasks for the day that needed completing. Mainly paperwork was written on her 'to do' list, though she knew full well that it wouldn't be long before a Victim was brought in and her schedule interrupted - The joys of working in unpredictable job.

Meanwhile, alongside Mac and Danny, Don was combing over a crime scene. His job was completely different to the two other men on the job. He was making notes of witness' statements, findings by the CSI's related to the suspect and information about the scene itself like who owned the area, who worked in the area and why the warehouse door had been left unlocked in the early hours of the morning.

"You know that new girl?"

"Josie?" Danny asked, curious as to where his friend was leading the conversation. "She works in the morgue, right? Dark hair, blue eyes? Looks as though she could do with a few hours on a sunbed before she looked healthy?"

Don rolled his eyes, "Yeah, her."

"What about her?"

Don placed his note pad in the breast pocket of his navy blue blazer alongside his pen and replied, "I asked her to come out with us last night, you know ; to get to know everyone." Mac suddenly became interested in the conversation. While his eyes where focused on a fibre he had found caught on some wire fencing, his ears where intently listening to his colleagues. "She said no."

"You got turned down?" Danny chuckled. "I never thought I would see the day when the almighty Flack couldn't get a date."

"It wasn't meant to be a 'date'. But-"

"But now she's playing hard to get, you're interested, right?" Stella entered the scene after searching the perimeter for any evidence that could help the case. For Mac's sake, Stella thought of quick and efficient way to get the topic off Miss . She could hardly use the 'dating in the workplace' excuse as two of her close colleagues were married with a child, and Don had dated Detective Angell eighteen months ago before grieving over her murder. So that excuse wouldn't work. Thinking on her feet, Stella swiftly added, "Don't you think you should at least settle in before you go scaring her off?"

"I already left her a note this morning. I booked a table at the four seasons in three weeks."

Danny chuckled, "I guess the chase is on then?"

Don nodded, unaware of Mac's intense stare. Holding back everything he would have liked to say, Mac solemnly replied, "I think you should be concentrating on the scene. Both of you."

Thank you for the support. I do really love writing this story, unfortunately not a lot of time to do it. Thanks for being patient and for leaving me such nice reviews to come back to.
AnnieLouise xx