Title:
Characters:
Don Flack, Lindsay Monroe
Author's Note: N/A
Rating: T

She really liked his eyes. Lindsay liked to think that it was his eyes that first drew her to him. Not his sarcasm or dedication or street smarts or loyalty or anything else. His eyes. They changed colors, she thought, depending on the way he felt. Overcast skies or clear blue or tempest-strewn ocean. They were never the same.

She compared his eyes to the ocean, although she would never tell him that. She wanted to drown in those eyes, stare into them as they kissed or just look as she told him it would be okay. Not happening soon.