Toasty here,

Hey guys, in this chapter Lindsey is going to meet Danny for the first time and Don and Jess go undercover on the Ms. Clemens case, but she spots them. Needing a cover for two people of the opposite sexes to be sitting in a parked car, ends meet. Hope it doesn't move too fast.

Disclaimer: If CSI New York belonged to me then stuff the cases, go Don and Jess! Lol. But, it does not.

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Lindsey hated mornings. She was usually a jolly kind of girl, game for just about anything within reason. Mornings though were her down fall. The whole idea of leaving the snug comfort of your best protector (the bed) and beginning the heart wrenching journey to the bathroom was one that plagued her dreams. It didn't really but Lindsey still disliked mornings.

It is the moment when you are standing alone by the bathroom door and look over to see an empty crumpled bed that you know you are somewhat lonely. Maybe not consciously lonely, but there is something that that yearns for some male company. Lindsey had, a very long time ago, thought that Jess's brother Mitchel was that perfect company. Now she realized she was sadly mistaken but she if she could do her life again she would do the same thing as it was a valuable lesson she had to learn. Boys are all twats.

That was an opinion both she and Jess shared when it came down to it. Jess had had a relationship with a guy named Reed that had started off great at first, he had treated her like the angel she was. Yet further down the line it seemed the plasters could only cover so many cracks and he began hitting her and always trying to break down her confidence sometimes leaving her in tears.

After that both Jess and Lindsey swore they would never cry for a man again. It had been one of those childish moments where they had Pinky swore to each other and repeated the small rhyme that had made as children when making a promise:

Keep me safe,

Never tell,

Don't let me out,

Keep me even if in doubt,

Keep the promise,

Keep the secret,

Keep the oath

It had been for secrets and promises and in that one moment, reciting the small poem if you could even call it that, they had brought back hundreds of childhood memories.

Lindsey began running a brush through her hair as she recited the poem under her breath. It made a small smile cross her face, and for a morning that wasn't bad at all. Jess had already left for work dazed and dressed like she was ready to go to Gok's fashion fix and Lindsey once more found herself the only woman in the house. Cliff Angell was really rather sexist. He didn't agree with Jess being in the police force and only tolerated it to keep the memory of Jess's mother alive who when Jess had told her she wanted to be a cop like daddy had smiled and told her to go for it. He didn't mind women working or anything like that, but he thought certain things shouldn't be allowed access to by women. Things like: the police, Technology and doctors.

Lindsey herself was a part time assistant for an IT company which she enjoyed working at. She was smart and could easily be promoted if she felt like stepping out the crowd but the thing was that she was only in the Angell household due to Jess's agreement with her father. Cliff didn't mind really as Lindsey mostly stayed out of the way and was almost seen as family. However Lindsey didn't believe that being promoted into a large technology role was going to help keep the peace she needed to continue living there.

After 5 minutes in the bathroom Lindsey stepped out and quickly dressed comfortably smiling at the fact her shirt was certainly not green and her jumper was definitely not orange. Smiling once more she stepped out the bedroom door and began to descend the staircase. She just had to get out the house and quickly. She just had that strange feeling like she couldn't breathe properly in the house, like each one of her short breaths were being measured and regulated.

Opening the front door, Lindsey took one step out and took a deep breath of the 'fresh' New York air. It was rather sunny considering what the weather had been like the day before and Lindsey started making her way to the small café not too far around the corner. She and Jess visited often when they were upset or burned out from working.

Opening the door and hearing the usual tingling of the bell that announced each and every new customer she began walking over to a stool perched around the large counter that ran through the café. It wasn't your usual café in the sense that there weren't any tables or ordering through annoying waitresses. Instead you sat around like one huge bar and the bar-tended could get you food and drink at the same time.

Taking a seat on the nearest stool she found, Lindsey slouched down on the seat and waited for the bar-tender to come over. Once he did, he recognized Lindsey immediately and smiled.

"Hey there, the usual?" He said cheerfully, far too cheerfully in Lindsey's opinion for a Tuesday morning. He was a young man probably around 20 with bright red hair and big green eyes. He was sweet and rather cute but not cute in the sense of attractive but cute in the sense of a little child's boy doll.

"Thanks," Lindsey replied putting on her best smile to the young man however as he walked away so did the smile and Lindsey was left staring at the old sports trophies that lined the shelves above the bar. Zoning out, Lindsey listened to the usual New York gossip of the small café.

"Mind if I sit here?" A thick New York accent cut through her thoughts and Lindsey looked over to see a man standing there with blonde hair and wire rimmed glasses, a grin across his face.

"Sure, not a problem," Lindsey replied as she went back to staring at the trophies while the newcomer next to her ordered. Her coffee quickly arrived and Lindsey stirred it slowly without paying much attention to it.

"You see the baseball one up there, with the man holding the bat on it," The man next to her suddenly spoke pointing to one of the trophies on the far side. Seeing he was waiting an answer and realizing it was her he was waiting for Lindsey gave a startled nod.

"My old man helped win that," He spoke with such a smile that Lindsey couldn't help but return it.

"Wow," Lindsey found herself replying with genuine enthusiasm about some baseball trophy that before that moment she had not really noticed. He grinned at her again and Lindsey took the opportunity to take a sip from the coffee, a mistake, when her lips touched the scolding liquid it burned down her throat as she swallowed roughly while spluttering.

"Ouch," The man beside her said a look of concern flashing over his face.

"You alright?" He asked slowly looking at her gently and for a moment Lindsey actually felt cared for, and the worst part was it was by a stranger she had met not five minutes ago.

"Yeah," Lindsey was shocked at how raw her voice came out an offered a silent curse to the coffee that was now sitting dejectedly on the counter.

"I'm Danny by the way, Danny Messer," The man held his hand out and Lindsey shook it smiling.

"Lindsey Monroe," she replied now back to glaring at the coffee mug. "Your accent is really strong," Lindsey found herself saying before she could think over what she had said. Sighing she realized she had just said the most Barbie doll comment since Barbie yelled 'Hi Ken'.

To her relief Danny only laughed and nodded.

"Born and raised. You don't sound like a Yankee though," Danny looked over at her to see if she was offended by his comment and smiled when she grinned.

"Montana," she replied and rolled her eyes as his own grin widened.

"Well from now on I'll call you just that," Danny spoke and the young bar-tender passed his own drink over the counter to him.

"So, you come here often Montana?" Danny asked as he sipped from his drink not spluttering or gasping like an angry fish just as Lindsey had so well demonstrated a moment before hand. Lindsey was shocked to find her cheeks slightly reddening after he called her Montana and she passed it over quickly.

"Yeah with my friend, when we're feeling down you know," Lindsey explained experimentally tapping the mug to see if it had cooled down before sticking it in her mouth cursing softly.

"Warm coffee huh?" Danny said taking another sip of his own before grinning at her over the edge of his mug.

"Mmmm," Lindsey hummed her finger still in her mouth. Realizing she wasn't about to speak with a finger in her mouth Danny started speaking again.

"I used to come a lot back when my old man worked here sometimes," Danny said, smiling into the distance like some old cheesy movie.

"He worked here?" Lindsey repeated around her finger so it came out all muffled causing Danny to laugh.

"Yeah when he wasn't playing baseball, why?" Danny shrugged a he looked over to the almost gaping Lindsey.

Removing her finger from her mouth Lindsey explained, "Well I just though Chief Sinclair is really Sinclair-Messer and that you might be related but the idea of Chief Sinclair's father working in a small café really doesn't add up."

Danny chuckled humourlessly before turning to fully face Lindsey.

"My half brother is a bitch that just stuck around his mother's side of the family," Danny said with an angry tint in his voice and he began to slowly sip the coffee again.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" Lindsey started but Danny cut her off.

"You didn't know, don't apologize for something you haven't done Montana," He said, a serious tone in his voice as he took another sip of coffee.

"Alright," Lindsey almost whispered and a flash of happiness went through her when she saw him smile again. Draining the cup he started to pull out his wallet to pay for his drink and Lindsey quickly took the small cup and drank it in one, delighted at the warm instead of scolding temperature. As Lindsey went to get her purse out though Danny shook his head.

"Don't worry about that Montana," He said as he put two five dollar bills on the table, "I got it covered."

Lindsey felt as if she should refuse but was too flustered by the kind act and instead found herself lost for words.

"See ya round then," Danny said waving as he went to walk out the door.

"Bye Danny," Lindsey replied almost to herself as the door swung shut.

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Jess stared menacingly at the dashboard of the unmarked police car. It was nine in the evening and there were about a hundred different things she could think of that she would rather do then sit in a stuffy car with someone who was supposed to be her worst enemy.

She glanced slightly to the drivers seat and saw Don was also glaring but at the windscreen wipers. She knew this was stupid; they couldn't just act as if they hated each other all of a sudden. She had liked him, really liked him and now it had come to this.

"Don," she murmed quietly and she looked up to see his eyes trained directly on her.

"Don this is silly and you and I both know it," Jess snapped and almost regretted her words as she saw Don's face harden and his muscles tense.

"What would you rather do, we have another six hours alone in this car together and I for one do not want to spend it in a heated argument with you," Don replied sharply before turning his attention fully back to the windscreen wiper.

"Well I wouldn't rather spend it in this awkward silence," Jess mumbled under her breath thinking he wouldn't hear her but once again he had.

"I don't want to fight with you and if this is what it takes then so be it," He replied bluntly yet there was another emotion struggling through the words, pain. The silence was painful for him too.

"Ignoring a problem won't make it go away," Jess spoke almost softly and she turned to look at him, taking in the beauty of his face. He had piercing blue eyes that seemed to covey the truth even when his mouth didn't and he had his black hair that seemed like it just couldn't lie flat.

"Talking to Mac and removing you as my partner will make the problem go away," He returned icily and Jess felt as if she had been stung. The words cut through her and she felt her anger rise inside her, but forced herself to swallow it down.

"Good point," She replied emotionlessly and then fixed her gaze on the small flat waiting to see just some sign of life from within.

"Jess," He began but she cut him off quickly shushing him. For a moment he looked deeply offended before she pointed to the stairs. There, walking towards the flat was a middle aged woman carrying a small baby and tugging a four year old along with her.

"That's her," Don murmed as he sat back on his seat, both their eyes glued to her. The woman stopped outside the door and started reaching into her pocket, fumbling with something that was clearly keys. They watched her enter the flat and shut the door behind her, switch the lights on and then nothing.

"You were saying," Jess said once more turning to look at him. Don sighed slowly when he looked up at the window of the flat.

"Is she looking at us?" Jess questioned slowly turning to look at the same window Don was looking at.

"It might look a little suspicious two people randomly sitting in a parked car," Don replied as he looked down at the car keys still resting in the ignition.

"Driving away now will look even more suspicious. She is definitely looking at us we need a reason now," Jess replied quickly scanning the car for anything of use.

"What are you doing?" She asked as he started looking in the side compartment of the car and twisting to look behind the driver's seat.

"Looking for a map so it looks like we might be lost tourists." Don replied a he continued his search.

"She has seen you before, stop moving or she might recognize you," Jess hissed as she saw the woman was still looking out her window at the car. Jess then did the only thing she could think of to save the mission before they were discovered. She unbuckled her seat belt, leaned over and kissed him roughly.

Don, startled by Jess's reaction, simply sat shocked as Jess climbed over onto his lap and successfully blocked his face with hers. Sitting on his lap immediately opposite him she leaned in close.

"Look like your kissing me," Jess hissed to him and without further warning he closed the gap between them and put his hands on her cheeks holding her face to his. His lips moved in sync with hers and she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck while he placed one around Jess's waist and the other he ran through her hair.

Don pulled back slightly and locked eyes with her, both of them staring at the other. Don gave a glance around her and shook his head slightly.

"She is still there," He said breathing heavier then normal and Jess cut off what ever else he could have said with another kiss.

"What bitch watches people kissing in their car?" She murmured as Don kissed her neck roughly causing a moan to escape her lips.

"Who knows," He replied as he went back to kissing her lips, holding Jess tightly against him. Jess pulled back slightly and started undoing his top shirt button.

"Don't get too excited," She warned as she moved on to the next one, "I'm not going to do them all, just enough for her to lose interest."

Don nodded and leaned back to check the window, she was gone.

"Jess," He said carefully and she stopped on the fourth button.

"She's just gone," He finished looking at her carefully studying the features of her face. Her soft doe brown eyes and her wild curled brown hair. He really did think she was truly beautiful and all thoughts of Devon were gone from his mind like they never existed.

Jess nodded, but didn't move from his lap.

"I just figured with the parked car, and we needed an excuse so badly," Jess started to explain herself but Don didn't let her finish. Instead he kissed her lips again, this time soft and gently.

"And she is back," Don muttered looking sneakily at the window again as Jess sighed.

"We're gonna have to lay on the backseat while keeping a look out," Jess said quietly and Don nodded, climbing over the small gap in between the passenger seat and the drivers seat, pulling Jess with him who fell unceremoniously on top of him.

"Best to take the shirt off," Jess said quietly and with one nod from him she finished the buttons and threw it on to the front seat for added effect.

"Not risking she's gone," Jess said quickly as she pulled her bright orange jumper off and the striking green shirt off and threw them both at the front. Don stared at her in just her trousers and a bra while she looked down seeing him in his wife-beater (causing her to grin) and thin trousers.

Staring at each other, they realized the position they were in. Jess was virtually half naked lying on top of Don who happened to be missing a shirt. If anyone was to walk near the car at that moment they would have easily have fallen for the trick. Jess however was slightly worried that she was herself falling too. Badly, not only for her partner, but for her supposedly worst enemy. The same enemy she had just snogged in a police car.

"Don," Jess began to ask, wanting to know where the hell they were going to go from there but Don shushed her quietly.

"Not right now Jess," he replied as he leaned up and kissed her once more.

Toasty here,

I hope they aren't moving way too fast or anything but I really did see it as the perfect opportunity. Danny and Lindsey are so cute together! Anyway, please review!

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