Lindsay layed flat out on her sofa in her warm cozy living room, flicking through the channels. Since she had woken at 6PM, she had showered, changed into some baby pink sweats with a black tank top and ordered chinese take out. It was now 8.30PM.
She hated being alone. She often wondered if she should invite over Stella or Mac - or anyone else from the lab to keep her company for a while - although she knew Tuesdays were always busy for most of her colleagues after their shift had finished. Stella still had her dance classes, Mac was still playing down at Cozy's, Flack was at the gym and Danny was - Wait, what did Danny do?
Lindsay looked over at her cell phone laying on the coffee table and sub consciously chewed on her bottom lip. She reached across the table and picked it up, clicking the contacts button. She searched through until she reached Danny - and hesitated. Her heart began to beat faster and she felt her cheeks flush to a crimson colour. 'Don't be silly, Lindsay Monroe - it's just Danny.' She thought out loud to herself, sighing. She took a deep breath and held it while she pressed call, and waited for it to ring before she exhaled. She let it ring for a few minutes until the answer machine kicked in. She breathed a sigh of relief and hung up, just as the doorbell rang.
Danny stepped out of the steamy bathroom and walked through the adjoining door to his bedroom. He opened up the wardrobe and pulled out his favourite baby blue button up shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans that had small rips at the pockets. He didn't really have a clue why he was going across town to see Lindsay.. Hell, he didn't even know if she would be in. Maybe he would get there and chicken out. Maybe he would get there and actually ring the bell?
"I'm gonna ring the bell.." Danny breathed. He looked at himself in the mirror and ran his wax covered fingers through his hair, spiking it up roughly. He cleared his throat and started practising his excuse for turning up.
"Hey, Montana.. I was just passing and thought you might want to go for a drink?"
'God that sound's so lame... I haven't used that since I was in college.' He shook his head and walked back over to his wardrobe. He pulled on some white cotton socks, and slipped his feet into his black boots before pulling on his black leather jacket.
"Here goes nothing, Messer!" He said to himself as he passed by his mirror once more on the way to the hallway. He grabbed his keys and turned off the lights before leaving his apartment.
Danny passed by a delivery guy at the door to Lindsay's apartment building and sneakily, he slid through the gap before the door closed on him.
"Ok.. 15b..3rd floor.." He made his way up the first flight of stairs and then the second, before finally reaching the third floor. He assumed the delivery guy had made a stop at this floor from the faint smell of Chicken satay, and chow mein noodles.
He walked past apartments 11, 12, 13, 14... and finally he reached 15, right at the end of the floor. Danny found himself hesitating as he got to the door - he had no idea why he acted this way when it came to Lindsay. If his dad could see how he was acting now - Damn, he would be dissapointed! He nervously ran a hand over his face and cleared his throat before pressing the bell.