Toasty here,

Hey guys, thought about writing today and wasn't really going to until dad suggested a bike ride and saxophone practise, now all of a sudden I have remembered my duty to write to all of you!

Disclaimer: Do you honestly think after this Jess would be dead if I owned the copyright to CSI New York? My friend I am simply borrowing the awesome characters.

In this chapter, Jess and Don decide to confront each other on their feelings in the locker room after a hard case comes to close. Danny and Lindsey meet again in the small café and get to know each other better. They discover the problems lying ahead with their 'friendship' concerning the feud.

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Ms. Clemens had some how managed to avoid being arrested despite murdering three of her children. Don was finding himself hating the woman more and more as time went on. Her first child's death had looked like birth problems as the little girl had died only a few hours after being released from the hospital. In truth and later examination that hadn't been bothered with at the time it proved the baby was suffocated. The second child had not had a brilliant birth and due to Ms. Clemens's smoking and drinking while pregnant the baby was born with defects. The baby then died and it was assumed that the defects had killed the baby. Of course suspicions were being slightly raised at the fact two babies of hers had died. The third baby wasn't Ms. Clemens's. A supposed friend of Ms. Clemens had found out the babies had been murdered and in return Ms. Clemens had killed her 5 month old child. Her friend Sue in anguish and pain and then called the police and alerted them and confirmed their suspicions from before. Lauren- Sue's child had been murdered with a swift blow to the head by a small picture frame.

Now all they had to do was prove that she really had killed the babies instead of it being accidents. Of course they knew the court would see the evidence as circumstantial and Don's team was at the moment trying to at least get this child away from the mad woman before she killed it. Don didn't however understand why she would kill these children apart from Sue Galwal's child to keep Sue quiet. He knew if he ever had a child, he would die for it. His aim in life would be solely to protect his child and his love. How could a mother kill two of her own children, her own flesh and blood?

Don walked slowly down to the lab and was greeted by the clicking of keys on a computer and a huddled up lab assistant who was speaking quietly to some other lab rat.

"We get a match on the remote print?" He asked as the lab tec sat upright and stood up, nearly falling over his own feet.

"Well we got her print off the remote but we couldn't find her fingerprint anywhere on the picture frame," The small man said as he picked the photo frame up carefully obviously wearing latex gloves himself.

"So either the bitch was wearing gloves, or she picked up a piece of material and held that before grabbing the photo frame," Jess said walking in to the lab and grinning at Don.

"Either way there is gonna be something somewhere with her print on it," Don summarized looking over at Jess.

"And if it was a piece of material then it is going to be either at her apartment or Sue's apartment," Jess looked happily over at him before cocking her head to the side when Don frowned.

"Or she binned the material/glove," Don sighed running a hand through his hair as both the detectives stood in silence leaving the poor lab tec to stand there glancing between the two of them, as if waiting for some kind of explosion.

"If she did throw it out though, it won't have been collected yet," Jess said cautiously looking back over at Don who sighed and shook his head.

"Only a thick person would bin evidence in their own trash," he said with one more sigh and Jess shook her head.

"She has killed three children, two of her own. We owe it to them to at least try."

With a nod from Don they both turned and left the room leaving the lab assistant staring and the lab tec opening and closing his mouth like a gate.

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Dumpster diving was something that both Don and Jess hated. The smell was revolting and not only did it smell but it made you smell of old Chinese take-outs and rotten fish. Both Don and Jess were searching through Ms. Clemens's trash and so far had found nothing. Sue's rubbish had proved to only contain a few old newspapers and some coke cans along with a take-out box or two.

Suddenly Jess pulled out an old latex glove from the bottom of one trash can.

"It's what we want," Jess stated as she opened it up.

"It could be someone else's trash," Don replied frowning, he was tired and apart from this one thing there was nothing in there.

"We can take it back to the lab and see what the little labs can find on it," Jess suggested and when seeing Don's face she continued.

"This is our only lead- yeah it is slim hope but it is better then nothing," nodding Don held the glove and carefully and placed it in a plastic bag before sealing it. Suddenly Jess's phone started ringing out and Jess pulled it to her ear, stripping the gloves from her hands as she did so.

"Detective Angell," She answered watching Don's face as she spoke. It wasn't quite a flinch but the look certainly wasn't one of joy. Not pondering too long on it Jess focused her attention on Mac's voice.

"We have Ms. Clemens in custody. We need you and Flack for questioning," Mac spoke quickly and Jess had the feeling they weren't going to get the chance to shower before interrogation. Hanging up, Jess turned to Don.

"They have her in, we're interrogating her," Jess explained and Don slid into the driver's seat of the police car and Jess sat in the passenger seat. It wasn't far to the precinct and quickly passing the other officers they both jogged down to the lab.

"Can you run for her fingerprints on this?" Jess questioned slightly out of breath and the tec nodded before scurrying away leaving Don and Jess to head up to the interrogation room.

Opening the door they both walked in to see her sitting cockily on her chair as if she didn't have a care in the world.

"Ms. Clemens," Jess spoke politely and she could almost feel Stella and Mac watching from the window.

"Amanda," Ms. Clemens said as if she was introducing herself at a party and she gestured to the two of them. "And who are you?"

"Detective Angell and Detective Flack," Don spoke and watched her eye brows raise. "We would like to ask you some questions concerning the death of two of your children: Maggie and Hugo, as well as the death of Lauren Canolinsky."

Amanda put on the fakest sad face imaginable and screwed her face up to entice fake tears to fall.

"What would you like to know detectives?" Amanda asked her voice fake sobbing.

"How the photo frame used to kill Lauren Canolinsky has your prints on it," Jess said ignoring the fact that wasn't technically true- Amanda didn't know it wasn't true unless she knew she had used the gloves proving her guilty.

"It doesn't," Amanda responded just how Jess had wanted her to and this caused a slight smirk to appear on Jess's face.

"Would you know this because you put latex gloves on to hold the picture frame which you then used to kill Lauren Canolinsky? The gloves we now have your prints on?" Don asked raising one brow slightly, trying to avoid a smile which would ruin the whole effect.

"Why would I kill Lauren? Her mother and I- Sue- are good friends!" Amanda said her voice rising shrilly but not enough to cover the smile on her face.

"Because Sue was going to go to the police to tell them about you murdering Maggie and Hugo Clemens." Jess replied coolly watching Amanda's face grow red.

"A Flack and an Angell, kissing each other in an unmarked police car, wonder how New York would respond to that." Amanda grinned smugly as she watched the smile drop from Jess's face.

"Are you trying to blackmail a cop?" Don said emotionlessly and stared right into Amanda's eyes as he leaned back on the chair slightly. The interrogation room opened and someone walked in with the lab results clutched in their hand before putting in front of Don. Picking it up the smile returned to Don's face.

"It doesn't matter who you wish to tell, your going to prison for a long time now," Don passed the folder on to Jess who grinned.

"You murdered all three children and we have all the evidence to prove it," Jess said looking directly at a fuming Amanda.

"They needed to die; I can't be seen with dyslexic children!" Amanda shrieked and Jess stood angrily her eyes narrowing at the woman in front of her.

"Then give them up for adoption or something, if you are going to be so cruel and vain. You don't kill them!" Jess's voice was quiet and angry above anything anyone had seen before and Don quickly stood up and ushered Jess out the door. As soon as they left the room Jess turned abruptly to Don.

"Well that was a confession if I ever saw one," Stella said walking out the observing room. Mac followed behind her, his eyes showing just a little of the shock he was feeling.

"Yeah," Jess sighed and turned away from Stella, Mac and Don.

"God you guys stink, go hit the showers!" Stella exclaimed and Don grinned before walking to catch up with Jess. Leaving Mac and Stella standing there watching their retreating forms.

"Kissing?" Mac asked quietly looking straight at Stella who simply shrugged.

"You can't avoid that kinda chemistry," Stella answered looking directly back at him with a small smile on her face. "We got her Mac," Stella didn't know why she was virtually whispering, but the victory inside her was bigger then she would ever let show.

"I know," Mac replied and he causally put his arm around Stella's shoulder, not noticing her shiver at his friendly touch.

"Need some coffee?" Stella suggested as they both started walking down the corridor towards the exit, the idea of coffee and light conversation while walking in Central Park was a good enough offer for the both of them.

"This is going to be the start of something big," Stella said as they walked out the precinct door and began to head towards the giant park.

"You think it will end the feud?" Mac questioned with a slight raise of one eye while Stella shook her head.

"Who knows Mac? Who knows?" Stella replied, happy to feel his arm around her and live in the small moment of pure joy. He wouldn't know the way she felt about him, and she couldn't have told he felt the same way about the bright eyes bushy haired detective.

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The shower room wasn't split into male and female. The reason was that when the precinct was built there weren't any women and rather then spending a hell of a lot of money changing that fact, they assumed the female officers would cover themselves appropriately.

Jess loved the way the hot water could wash off her worries, but for once the shower wasn't helping at all. Amanda Clemens's words swam around Jess's head almost drowning her: A Flack and an Angell, kissing each other in an unmarked police car. She had hoped the water would do its usual trick and wash it all down the drain along with the dirt. It just wouldn't leave her no matter what she did. The realization hit hard, Amanda was right, and what would New York think? What would her father think?

"Jess?" Don's voice rang out through the other wise empty shower area and Jess felt herself immediately calm a little.

"Don," Jess called back out, letting him know where she was. He had finished showering about 10 minutes ago when Jess had heard the water cut off from the cubicle 2 down from her own.

"You aren't trying to drown yourself in there are you?" Jess resisted the urge to giggle and she listened for any comment that would lead to the idea he was joking- but there wasn't one.

"You shouldn't let this get to you too much Jess, but it is only human to feel upset about it. If we didn't hurt then we wouldn't be alive but what makes us who we are is that we hold that back and get on with it. Jess, the woman is going to be spending a long time in jail and she will never be allowed to keep a child she has, we saved those children's lives," Don spoke softly and Jess could tell he was just outside her cubicle.

"It isn't all what she did Don, it is what she said," Jess replied shortly and went back to scrubbing her body with soap even though she knew it wasn't possible for it to be much cleaner.

"She can't tell anyone Jess."

"I know, but she is right. If it ever got out then what would New York think? What would our families think, Don I would probably be dis-owned from my family and the gang would come after you Don," Jess's speech was rushed out and Jess couldn't tell if the water on her face were tears or just the shower water.

"I don't care about what my father thinks Jess and to hell with the gang! Jess we have to deal with them a lot it won't matter as long as I'm with you alright? I can't be away from you," both Don and Jess were shocked at how romantic his words were and the air was filled with silence. Not bothering to switch off the water Jess grabbed her towel from the hook on the door and clumsily put it over herself before pulling open the door and clutching Don.

"I don't care either," Jess murmured into his neck and felt Don's arms wrap around her waist and hold her tight. He lifted her face slowly up and kissed her lips gently caressing her face.

"I need you Don," Jess said as she put her arms around his neck and kissed him again, this time far more hungrily and more passionate then ever before. Clinging to him she pushed her lips harder onto his and felt his arms tighten around her. Pulling back for breath, Don leant his forehead on hers and they stared deep into each others eyes.

Before Jess could react, she felt herself being pushed against the small tiled gap between each shower cubicle and felt his lips against her neck trailing kisses. A moan escaped her lips as he worked his way back up her neck, kissing and nibbling gently.

"Don," Jess gasped feeling her towel slip "not here." The kisses stopped and Don looked up at her, she had never seen him look so innocent.

"Your right," he replied breathing heavily, but he didn't let go of her.

"Yeah," Jess replied before pulling his lips to hers again feeling the warmth spread through her veins.

Pulling back first Don smirked at her and let her go, walking back into the changing rooms. Jess watched him go and cursed under her breath. She was falling so hard she felt like she had slipped off a never ending cliff.

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Lindsey found herself once more sitting at the counter of the small café. Weirdly her eyes hadn't seemed to be able to leave the small baseball trophy. Her mind kept replaying Danny's words and Lindsey cursed softly. He was the last thing she needed to worry about when her best friend was in love with a Flack.

"We meet again," The thick accent cut through Lindsey's thoughts and she grinned.

"Danny!" She replied swivelling on the stool to see him standing there just like she remembered him. He sat down next to her and grinned back at her. Temporarily forgetting all about Jess and Don, she found herself lost in his eyes and was stunned. She had met him twice and already she felt like this about him.

"What is wrong then Montana?" he asked looking at her with those concerned eyes.

"Huh?" Lindsey replied looking back confused.

"You said the other day you come here when you're down, so what is wrong?" Lindsey found herself blushing that he actually remembered that. Wondering whether she could trust him she found herself coming to the conclusion that telling anyone would help and she felt telling Danny would make her feel even better.

"My best friend is in love with her bitter enemy," Lindsey said it all in one breath and glanced up at Danny to see him smiling.

"That happens a lot, hate is a passionate emotion and people find 'em selves realizing how close love and hate are take Romeo and Juliet for example," Danny continued grinning and Lindsey's mouth dropped.

"Romeo and Juliet," Lindsey repeated slowly.

"Yeah, you know the pretty chick and the fella that kill themselves for their love," Danny elaborated looking at her confused.

"No, I know who Romeo and Juliet are, it is just so similar," Lindsey replied staring into space.

"How?" Danny asked looking at Lindsey almost begging her not to say what he thought she might.

"My best friend- Jessica Angell- is in love with Don Flack," Lindsey replied quietly before she stopped dead in her sentence.

"Oh god, you can't tell anyone!" Lindsey sat up straight and was shocked by Danny's reaction, which was to laugh.

"Montana I will make sure no one else hears of this. Boy Donnie is in trouble now," Danny muttered the last part mostly to himself but Lindsey heard. Danny cursed his best friend under his breath, Don was supposed to be the sensible one and he was the joking reckless one, it couldn't be the other way around. Danny couldn't fix situations like Don could.

"Donnie?" Lindsey echoed looking at Danny in shock.

"We've been friend since high school," Danny replied looking straight at Lindsey who had fallen into silence.

"We're still gonna be friends right, we gotta fix this," Danny replied and noticed Lindsey blush at the idea of being friends with the man.

"We can't fix it, love works in mysterious ways," Lindsey replied looking over at Danny and catching his eyes.

"It does," Danny replied shaking his head in disbelief.

"This will be interesting," Lindsey said as she leaned back a little and looked at Danny once more.

"Can I have your number?" Danny asked looking over at her. Lindsey quickly pulled out a piece of paper from her purse and scribbled her mobile down quickly, passing it to him.

"Call me," She responded as she gathered up her things and with one last smile stood up and left. Leaving Danny stood staring at the place she had just left.

Toasty here,

I wrote the last part eating half a tub of lemon sorbet, it is my muse and my love. A world without lemon sorbet is a world wasted. Hope you like it, please leave a review.

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