Title: Familiar
Characters: Don
Flack, Lindsay Monroe
Author's Note:
N/A
Rating: T
He smelled like something familiar. She couldn't quite put her finger on what it was, and the thought had been bothering her for months. As a point of fact, she couldn't even remember when she noticed what he smelled like, or if it bothered her because she couldn't identify what it was or because she liked it.
One day, while working in the East Village, she remembered at least part of the smell: spent gunpowder. It was something so ordinary, something she had almost daily contact with, and she hadn't even considered it. Almost a week later, she realized that he smelled like her father – a mixture of Old Spice and worn leather.
She decided that it bothered her because she liked how he smelled.