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A/N: Here's the next chappie!! Thanks to all who reviewed. As always, please R&R. My muse loves the attention. :D Thanks to both Aphina and Axellia for betaing this!

Chapter 27.

Oh, say can you see?

Several weeks had passed and Cory deemed it time for a break. Cruz was working on getting himself involved in the drug trade, so until they got more info, the investigation was on hold. She looked at the Dallas Cowboy's schedule and realized that on Sunday, they were playing the New York Giants. She grinned in anticipation. Picking up the phone on the Friday before the game, she quickly called Danny.

"Messer."

"Hey, Danny. It's me."

"Hey, sweetheart. What's up?"

"I was wondering if we could have a football watching party on Sunday."

"Hum…" Danny temporized. "It's possible. I'll have to check everyone's schedules, but if everyone is free, I don't see why not. What game is it?"

Cory grinned. "Giants against the 'Boys." She giggled. "Ya know that I'm going to have to root for my boys, right?"

"Come on. You live in New York now! You have to root for the Giants. It's like a law or something!"

Cory began to laugh even harder. "Chere. I'm from Texas. It would be blasphemy for me to cheer for anyone else. Especially a team that they were playing against!"

Danny rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I'll ask around and let you know tonight. If they can't make it, I'll make sure that we go somewhere to watch the game."

"Okay, I'll hold you to that. I do want to see if the girls want to have a spa day tomorrow. It's been so long since we've pampered ourselves."

"They are all off during the morning. Both Lindsay and Stella have the swing shift tomorrow. I'll let them know that you want to do that spa thing."

"Thanks." Cory looked up to see Lydia standing at her door. "Well, work calls. I'll talk to you tonight. I love you."

"I love you, too. Bye."

Cory hung up the phone and looked at Lydia expectantly. "Yes?"

Lydia smiled. "Talking to Danny?" Cory nodded yes. "Good. You get this glow when you talk to him. Anyway, I have some info from Cruz."

Cory sat up a little straighter. "Do tell."

"Well," Lydia began. "He's managed to make contact with some drug runners. Letting him know that he's interested in supplying. He said that they are being cautious and it's going to take a long time to gain their trust. He also said to pass on to the NYPD the location of a drug drop that he's not supposed to know about. He plans on getting himself invited and then arrested to solidify his rep."

Cory raised her eyebrows. "He's being very thorough. I like that. Pass on the info to NYPD, but don't let them know that we have an undercover agent on the inside. I don't want any possibilities of a leak. Nothing can compromise this operation. Remember, this is a black op. We can't even acknowledge it."

Lydia nodded. "I understand. I think that he expects it. He knows that we will only extract him if and when we can."

Cory nodded and waved by to Lydia as she walked out of the office.

Meanwhile, at the Crime Lab, Danny hung up with Cory with a smile on his face. He quickly cornered the rest of the team and told them to tell Cory that they had to work on Sunday.

Lindsay and Stella looked at Danny in concern. "Okay, Danny," Stella said. "Why do you want us to lie to Cory?"

"I have a surprise planned for her. That's all I'm going to say."

Lindsay and Stella nodded for a moment. "Alright. We won't tell her that we are really off work," Lindsay said.

"Thanks. By the way, Cory wants to have a spa day tomorrow morning."

Both women smiled. "We're in!" they chorused.

Saturday morning dawned early for Cory. She awoke around six and quickly made some coffee. She knew that Danny was working the early shift, so she made him breakfast. About six-thirty, he rolled out of bed, yawning. When he walked into the kitchen, he grabbed the coffee mug that she was offering. "Thanks," he mumbled.

After they had eaten, Danny made his way off to work and Cory her way to the salon. She had called in a favor to get them all appointments that morning. She pulled up to the salon at the same time as Stella and Lindsay. They waited a couple of minutes and Lydia arrived in a rush. "Sorry, traffic was horrendous!"

Cory smiled. "No worries. On tap for day…massages, mani's, pedi's and hopefully a facial!"

All the women groaned in anticipation. "God, I need a good massage, so bad," Lindsay drawled.

Cory led the way in and soon, they were all in the massage rooms. After the hour was up, they reconvened for the mani's and pedi's.

"So," Cory began. "Y'all able to make it to the football party tomorrow?"

The other women shook their heads. "Sorry, Lindsay and I have to work," Stella said.

Cory turned her gaze to Lydia. "Nope. I promised my mom and dad that I would visit them this weekend."

Cory frowned. "Damn. Oh, well. We'll do it some other time." She looked down at her nails, she had chosen a French Manicure, and sighed. "Oh, this is so nice. We should make this a regular thing. I so miss getting my nails done!"

The other women agreed and soon they were walking out of the salon, relaxed. Cory smiled at Stella and Lindsay. "Have a good day at work, y'all."

Lindsay smiled at her. "After this morning, we'll definitely try!"

Cory smiled as she got in her car for the drive home. Yes, this definitely will become a regular thing.

Danny woke Cory up about eight a.m. on Sunday and treated her to breakfast in bed. "Okay. Did you do something wrong or something?" she asked in surprise.

Danny shook his head. "Nope. I just wanted to treat you. I do have a surprise for you today, though."

Cory raised an eyebrow. "Okay. Spill. What's going on?"

Danny grinned and reached into the nightstand. He withdrew an envelope and handed it to her. "Here. Open this."

Cory complied and her jaw dropped as she realized what was inside. "Fifty yard line tickets to the game today?" She quickly moved the tray out of the way and threw herself into his arms. "Have I told you how much I love you?"

Danny grinned. "Nope, but that's okay. Now, we're leaving at noon to get to Shay Stadium. Be ready."

Cory got a playful smirk on her face. "Oh, I can be, but first…" she trailed off as her hands began to roam his body. She they found her target, she felt more than heard his groan of pleasure.

Promptly at noon, Danny and Cory walked out of the apartment. She in a Dallas jersey and he in a Giants jersey. She looked at them and laughed. "We look like a very odd couple, here."

Danny laughed along with her. "Yeah, many, many New Yorkers are going to be cursing me for having you on my arm."

She smirked. "Don't worry. I'll protect you."

Danny just rolled his eyes. When they arrived at the stadium, she was surprised to have Danny pull her to the side. "One more thing."

"Okay…what?"

"You're singing the national anthem."

"I'm what!" she exclaimed. "But…but…"

Danny put a finger over her lips. "Shush. Cory, you have a beautiful voice. Now, while I would like you to root for the Giants, I won't risk never getting laid again. So come on. Your mom also helped me arrange it so that you get to meet the players."

Cory stopped in her tracked, stunned. "I…I…I'm speechless!"

"Good. That's the expression that I was going for. Let's go meet them!"

Cory meekly followed Danny to the press box. When they got their passes, he took her down to the locker rooms, so she could meet the players first. He insisted that they had to meet the Giants first, then he would let her meet the Cowboys.

She followed his lead and felt overwhelmed at all the men greeting her. She admitted to herself that she was a little star struck. When the meet and greet was over, she held onto Danny's hand as they walked out onto the field. "Wow. It's not like Texas Stadium, but it's still very impressive," she said as she craned her neck.

She paced impatiently and nervously as game time got closer. She hated singing the national anthem, but she wouldn't admit that to Danny. She believed that she really couldn't sing it well enough to be televised to millions of people. Trying to calm her nerves, she chanted the song to herself in her head, over and over, trying not to forget the words.

She jumped when a hand lightly touched her arm. She looked up into the knowing eyes of the producer as he nodded. It was time. Taking a last calming breath, she kissed Danny lightly and followed the producer to the sidelines, to get her microphone. Then she waited.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Singing the national anthem is Special Agent Corrine Reid from the FBI!"

Cory walked onto the field, trying to calm herself. She waited while the fans and players stood and then began to sing.

She chose to focus on Danny, knowing that he would keep her calm and although she felt that she had stumbled at bit at first, overall, she thought she did a passable job. Grateful to be out of the spotlight, she quickly returned the mike and walked back to Danny. "Messer," she growled lowly. "If you ever spring something like that on me again, I will dismember you. God! I was so nervous!"

"You did fine, bella. I'm proud of you. Let's go sit down."

Cory smiled at him in gratitude and followed him to their seats.

Cory and Danny watched the game avidly throughout the first half. He was helping her to learn the finer points of the game, while she was gloating that her 'Boys were winning before half-time. During a brief replay break she turned to him. "Okay, so let me get this straight. You can tackle by grabbing their jersey, but you can not grab the shoulder pads, right?"

Danny nodded, loving the fact that he was getting to teach her something. "Yeah. If you pull the player down by the shoulder pads it's an automatic penalty. Also, no helmet to helmet contact. The League takes that very seriously. Even if it's not called during the game, a player usually gets fined for it the following week."

Cory nodded her understanding. "Gotcha. Oh look, the refs coming back on the field." She watched as the ref made his call, in favor of the Giants and groaned, while Danny cheered.

When half-time rolled around, she felt like her head was going to burst with all the knowledge that Danny had imparted on her. She got up to go to the bathroom, but Danny pulled her back down. "Wait until right after the third quarter starts. Less lines."

"Okay. I can do that," she said as she grinned at him. She noticed that Danny was getting distracted. At first she thought it was the cheerleaders, until she noticed him glancing at his watch. "You got somewhere to be, Messer?"

Danny saw her watching him and grinned. "Nope. Just counting the minutes until my Giants come back at kick some Cowboy butt."

Cory just rolled her eyes. Then she noticed the JumboTron. "Hey, look. We're on the JumboTron!" She turned to Danny, only to notice him dropping to one knee and holding a box out in front of him. Shocked, she looked back at the screen, cheeks growing red in embarrassment as she noticed they were still on the screen, except now there were words to go along with the picture. "Cory. Will you marry me? Danny," is what it said.

She looked down at him in shock as he repeated the words. "Bella, you are my reason for living. I love you more than life itself. Will you marry me?" he asked with a look of hope in his eyes.

Cory sat there in shock, while Danny nervously thought he was about to get shot down in front of millions of people. Then, a huge smile lighting up her face, Cory threw herself in his arms and murmured, "Yes."

Shaking, Danny put the ring on her finger as the announcer proclaimed, "She said yes! Congratulations!"

Cory didn't hear him; she was too busy kissing Danny.

AN: Okay...Anyone see that coming??? I surely didn't when I wrote it!! Anyway..side note. I have to say that if any man proposed to me like this, I would be mortified. Also, the game is actually scheduled for this day (November 11) and in advance I have to say...GO COWBOYS!!!!

CSI Junkie - Okay. Sometimes you just have to sleep!!! Wow. That was like the pot calling the kettle black. I'm the worst at staying up late (of course, I'm usually reading). Isn't Danny romantic:D Thanks for the compliment. I really wanted to show that it takes time and a real effort to put someone undercover. I still don't know what I have planned for Cruz, it's still up in the air whether or not I kill him off, but my muse kinda likes him now, so he may stick around a while. :D How's your story going?

Aphina - I don't know who would make it more human...Let's just be glad that she is there and my muse managed to talk me out of killing her! You have deja vu over Deja Vu:P That's just cool. I really do want to portray her as human, and you and Axellia help me to do that!

brainDamage - I love plotting, too. That's probably my second most fav thing to write, after character backgrounds. As per Flack and Lindsay, just wait and see. I have a couple of surprises up my sleeve. ;-)

debbs - Yeah for a new reviewer!!! That is such a compliment that I've managed to get you hooked when you don't normally read long fics. Thank you. I agree. I hate stories that just rush through everything. I like to keep the pace slow, so that you really get invested in the characters! I'm glad that you took the time to read ATTH. Watch out for a complete chapter focusing on fm radio, soon! (I have no clue what chapter it is...I think it might be either 30 or 31, I can't remember).