Hey, sorry for delay, this story hasn't been working out as well as I'd expected. But I hope you still like it! Review please and please also ignore my lack of technical knowledge regarding case references.

*8 months later*

"Danny….have you seen my black boots?" Lindsay called as she ran through the apartment in a fluster.

"Check the pool table!" he smirked, remembering the previous nights activities. Once again a harmless game of pool resulted in the pool table being used for something it was never supposed to be used for.

"Found them!"

"Below the pool table?" he chuckled.

"No wise ass… below the bed…"

"You ready to go then!" he laughed appearing in the doorway wearing a t shirt, suit jacket and jeans.

"Yeah…I'm beginning to think we should tell the team…it would save us from having to go to the effort of arriving everywhere separately."

"That would prevent a whole lot of hassle, but I like keeping you all to myself."

"so you don't want to tell them?"

"I didn't say that…but can we talk later. If we're both late to the scene questions really will start getting asked!"

"Okay fine…but remember the list…"

"Don't worry I haven't forgotten…" he smirked, patting his jean pocket.

"Hey Mac, so what have we got?" Danny asked, ducking below the yellow tape.

"Multiple victims, Jane Doe here, shot to the upper back…" Mac replied referring to the young woman lying in a pool of blood on the grass in front of a large old house. "Inside we have Marc Ronston, proprietor shot in the head, his wife and two kids all found tied up with shots to the chest."

"Someone clearly had something against Mr Ronston, but who's this then, collateral damage?"

"we don't know yet, she may be involved somehow but with no ID we can't say for sure!"

"Hey watch out, there's a bomb in there. Its going to blow!" a voice called out from somewhere close to the house.

"Everybody take cover!" Mack ordered

"Lindsay…" Stella began. "She went in to check out the other victims!"

Just then Lindsay appeared running from the doorway, reaching the rest of the team just as the place blew up.

"Linds…Lindsay…" Danny called out as the smoke from the explosion began to clear. Seeing her slowly stand up, coughing from smoke inhalation he immediately ran to her, wrapping his arms around her. "You okay?" he asked, holding her at arms length and looking her over for injuries.

"Yeah, I'm fine Danny…." she smiled up at him as he pulled her once again closer to his chest.

"Linds…are you sure you're okay?" Danny asked once again as the pair made their way out of the locker rooms after showering to get rid of the dust.

"Yes, Danny I promise I'm fine. Mac and Stella were there too, why aren't you all worried about them?" she smirked.

"Because Montana…I don't love them!"

She stopped dead in her tracks. "You don't what them?"

Closing his eyes, Danny took a deep breath. "I don't love them. I…Lindsay I love you!"

"Danny…" she began, slipping her hands into his. "I love you too…"

"Any news on that Jane Doe yet?" Danny asked as he walked into the lab with Hawkes.

"No not yet, we're checking missing persons but no luck so far. The only thing we have to go on is the odd scar she has on her lower back." Hawkes replied, a smirk crossing his features. "we're going to have to identify what caused it so we can cross reference medical records. Hey Lindsay!" he called spotting her as she crossed the lab a few metres in front of them. "Take a look at this please!" he held a picture of the victims scar out to her. "Do you have any ideas what might have caused it."

Her brow wrinkled in confusion, "No sorry, its not a possible stab wound is it?"

"No, that's one thing that has been ruled out. I just can't work out what else could cause a scar like this. Its not a very common place. And you have no ideas?" he once again smirked.

"No sorry…" Lindsay replied in confusion as he walked off muttering something to himself. "Well that was odd…" she laughed turning to Danny.

"Yeah tell me about it. He's taking his job a wee bit too seriously…we need to get him a girlfriend."

"So, what you're saying is, that if Mac ever accuses you of not taking your job seriously enough it's all my fault?"

"You got it in one Montana!" he replied as she playfully slapped his arm.

"Okay, so at the minute all he have is a dead family, the father with GSR on his hands and a Jane Doe. It's looking like it was Mr Ronston who shot his family. It seems like his business was going down the drain, his family was falling apart at the seams and he didn't think there was another way out. But we still have a mystery on our hands in the form of or Jane Doe victim. There is a call on her mobile from Mr Ronston but we are still having trouble finding out her name." Mac stated, summing up the case thus far.

"Sorry, can I just add something to that…on a much lighter note than the case…" Hawkes stepped forward, continuing as Mac gave him the nod. "Well it seems like the case isn't the only mystery we have on our hands. It turns out someone or two someone's have been keeping a little secret of their own from us, isn't that right Danny…Lindsay?" he laughed. "It's okay, you don't have to confirm it, I have all the proof I need right here!" he stated holding up a piece of paper. Immediately Danny began checking his pockets, silently cursing himself as Lindsay looked at him with a mixture of confusion and worry on her face.

"Err Hawkes, where's you get that?" Danny asked trying his best to sound calm and aloof.

"This? Oh I found this on the bench in the locker rooms after we came back from the crime scene!" he smirked.

"Crap!" Danny exclaimed under his breath. Lindsay turned looked at him, her eyes wide and questioning as she silently asked for conformation that the piece of paper was what she thought it was.

"So, go on, how does that prove that they're keeping something from us?" Stella asked.

"Well, lets see." he straightened the paper out dramatically. "The ten thinks I most like about you, Lindsay Monroe…Number one, The fact that you always know what to say to pick me up when I'm down."

Flashback

"Danny!" Lindsay called as she let her self into Danny's apartment. "Danny!" she called again after not getting any reply. She walked into the sitting room to find Danny sitting on the couch staring blankly at the television screen. She smiled sympathetically at him as she sat down beside him, taking his hand in hers, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles. "Danny…talk to me please."

"I'm sorry Lindsay…" he looked up at her, tears in his eyes. "It's just…"

"I know it's a year since your brother died…but please, talk to me its not good bottle it all up."

"I know Lindsay…its just hard…it was all my…"

"Danny Messer don't you dare even trying to blame yourself. None of this was your fault. Do you hear me, none of it."

"But, if he hadn't been trying to protect me then…"

"Danny look at me please." she pushed her fingers under his chin, forcing his face up as their eyes met. "Please don't do this to yourself. I know you feel guilty but it was bad luck, that's all. It wasn't your fault none of it was…please, don't blame yourself.." her eyes began welling up.

"I know babe, I know your right…its just hard."

"I understand, I really do. But the more you talk about it the easier it will become I promise. I'm here for you…anytime!" she smiled, snuggling into his side as they wrapped their arms around each other.

End flashback

Hey sorry its still short, as I said not exactly going to plan….more to come soon I hope

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