Heres the latest in this story. Some of you have been suggesting some things and I think this little bit may answer some questions for you. Anyways here is another filler since I have no time to sleep let alone write, this will have to do for now until I can have some time to sit and reanalyze and prioritize my ideas!

Anyways I am choosing to ignore the events of CSI NY at present otherwise I would have to stop writing DL and I don't want to do that… anyways enjoy … again mistakes may be present due to the haste of the writing : )

Chapter 6 – 'Say that you love me'

There were so many questions buzzing through her mind, swarming like bees at the entrance of a hive. Lindsay didn't know where to start. Maybe the beginning would be a good place. 'How did we meet?'

Amongst the animals. Instantly, the image rose up in Danny's mind, crystal clear and sharp, allowing him to relive the first time that he had ever laid eyes on her face. A smile tugged on his lips. Strictly speaking that wasn't exactly an accurate description. The first thing he got a glimpse of was not her face but her rear end. She'd backed into him to get to Mac at the tiger's cage when he was taking photos of the crime scene. As he recalled, even in all the excitement, he'd been struck by just what a nice tight little butt it was. The rest of her hadn't turned out to be a disappointment either. He stopped three elderly women began making their way across the street in the centre of the block. They walked in small leisurely steps, as if secure in the fact that since they have lived this ling, nothing was about to change that. Probably on their way to play the slot machines, he thought. 'Through mutual friends,' he finally told her. The answer was deliberately vague. The mutual friends they had he couldn't talk about at the moment. He had to keep this simple. To lead her through the maze that actually existed in hopes that she would remember something might place everything he'd worked for in jeopardy.

He wasn't exactly a font of information, Lindsay thought. Maybe they'd met a long time ago and he couldn't remember. 'What were their names?' she prodded.

Names, she wanted names. Glancing around the long boulevard, he saw a billboard announcing a headlining act that was opening at one of the hotels on the first of the month. She was looking at him and not the road. He took a chance. 'Cassidy. Joe and Aimee Cassidy,' he elaborated. Danny prayed she would quiz him on this later. He wasn't all that good at names unless his life depended on it. And even then, he'd been known to slip. 'They were giving a New Year's Eve party.' Taking his foot of the brake as the last of the women reached the opposite curb, Danny got into his story and embellished. 'I kissed you to ring I the new year.'

That sounded romantic, she mused. Was he a romantic? He didn't quite seem like one, although, she mocked herself, how would she know? 'How long ago?'

'This year.' He looked at her ring. 'It was something of a whirlwind courtship.'

'Then we liked each other right away?' She didn't see how it could have been otherwise, at least as far as she was concerned, Danny exuded a tantalizing, almost dangerous sexuality that she knew she must have found instantly attractive. She did now. It seemed to cut through everything, like a dark marker underlining every word in a paragraph.

They'd clashed immediately, Danny thought. It had been a duel for control right from the start. At times it still was. In a way, it was what made things exciting, but he wished he'd won the battle last night. Shooting through the light just before the amber colour turned red, he nodded. 'You might say there were instant fireworks.' At least that much was true.

Lindsay was unaware of nodding to herself. That sounded right. 'I kind of had a feeling.'

Danny raised a brow, 'Why?'

Lindsay shifted beneath the restraining seat belt, her body all but twisted toward his. She had one foot tucked beneath her. A habit, Danny thought, her body obviously remembered even if she didn't.

'Because I feel it now,' she told him. She saw no reason not to be honest.

'Really?' It was hard to keep the grin from surfacing, but he didn't want her to think he was laughing at her. Was she ever going to hate him once she remembered everything! Still he had to admit that it was tempting to let this line of conversation go on just a little bit longer.

'And what is it exactly that you feel?' Danny tried his best to look as innocent as possible.

She combed both hands through her hair and then let it fall. There was a restlessness in her. She could almost feel it growing. That, and a pull. A huge, powerful pull towards Danny.

'I guess they'd call it chemistry.' She thought about it for a second. There was a freedom in knowing she was married. 'I'm glad we're married and there doesn't have to be any game playing, because I find you awfully sexy.' He wasn't saying anything, was that typical? She laid her hand on his arm and he slanted a look at her before looking back at the road. The Tangiers was just ahead. 'Don't you find me attractive?'

Yeah he did. Very. But he'd learned to live with it. It only clouded things. He didn't turn to look at her. 'That goes without saying.'

He answered the way she would have imagined a man who had been married for a long time might. But they had just gotten married and she wanted more. She tried to make him understand. 'Right now, nothing goes without saying.' Lindsay paused, waiting. He didn't seem to be very quick on the uptake. 'Say it,' she whispered.

Lies always come easily to him. That was a matter of necessity. It was the truth he had trouble with. 'I find you attractive.'

She sighed. He didn't understand what she needed to hear. 'Not that.'

Her memory might be gone, but she certainly hadn't forgotten how to be a pain in the butt. Danny curbed his impatience. At the same time, he realized that he was a great deal tenser than he was happy about, and it didn't exactly have to do with what he was working on.

'Then what?'

'Say that you love me…'

Well what you think? Please review to let me know :) There are hints in there that the situation is not what it seems… until next time