Sugar, I forgot a disclaimer on the first chapter. So here it is now, I own nothing but the box sets and the autograph from Carmine ok.

Chapter two.

Danny didn't see much of Lindsay the next day, apart from when he saw her in Flacks precinct. ''Lindsay Monroe? Can I talk to you for a second?'' He called after her. She stopped walking and turned to face him.

''Yeah.'' Lindsay answered.

''I have to know what's going on with you. Look, I mean you and I with have this thing right, this chemistry. Like we're into each other. But every time we're in the same room together today it's like…'' Danny explained. Lindsay was staring at him, with a sad expression on her face. ''Don't tell me you don't feel it also,'' he continued.

Lindsay sighed, ''I can't do this Danny.''

''Can't do what?'' He asked.

''I can't, be in a relationship… with you…'' She said sadly.

''I.. I urm.. err… I don't know, I just. I'm talking about spending some time together that's all. Dinner, a few drinks, some laughs.'' He continued, she was feeling more and more uncomfortable she wanted this so badly but she was afraid.

''Danny… I like you. A lot. But right now I can't. It's not you, okay. It's… I just need some time to be by myself so I can work some stuff out. That I thought I had put behind me,'' She smiled sadly, she saw the disappointment in his face and it broke her already broken heart more. ''I didn't mean for this to happen…'' She began.

''It's okay,'' Danny said a little too quickly for her liking.

''Maybe we should just do our jobs and…'' Lindsay closed her eyes for a moment and took a shaky deep breath. She turned around an headed for the exit.

''If there's anything you need from me just let me know okay?'' He called out to her, but she didn't look back. All he could see was her raise her hand to her face, possibly to wipe away tears and then she was gone.

This was what brought her to where she was now she was sat in a cab and had told the driver her destination. Just as he started to pull away she saw him. There he was. Danny Messer. He was walking back towards the building which, on the 34th floor held the New York Crime Lab. ''Wait!'' Lindsay called to the driver who just nodded and waited. There she sat, watching. Arguing with her mind and her heart. 'Do I go to him?' Her heart said. 'It will just make it harder, he will ask questions' Said her mind. That was the argument that led to the consequences to come.