Three weeks was gone, and Lindsay's bruises started to lose shade. She eased down on the make-up, and worked her normal routines.
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Waking up had never been her favorite time of the day. Tired and still half asleep, she got up trying not to wake Danny who was still asleep next to her.
She took a shower, and got dressed. She wore a jean to a different, and a tight, white top, which showed her curves. Over the top, she had a little, black jacket.
She made some coffee and breakfast, without noticing that Danny was awake and standing in the doorframe watching her. He walked over to her, and folded his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. She leaned her neck to the side, giving more access. "Jeans?" Danny smiled against her neck. "Yeah, thought I wanted to use something different," She smiled. "Hot!" He moaned against her neck. She giggled. Turning in his grip, and kissing him hungrily, that's how she noticed he was still only in boxer. She turned her head away from the kiss, staring at the clock. "Maybe you should get dressed and done while I finish up the food?" she raised her eyebrows at him. He smiled and kissed her one last time before turning in the direction to the bathroom.
He returned 20 minutes later, fully dressed. Taking a toast, he joined Lindsay at the table. They talked for some minutes, finishing their food, before they got going.
Lindsay cuddled against Danny's back feeling the wind in her hair. That's a think she liked a lot with Danny's Harley. The good reason to be so close to him.
Danny parked the motorbike at the parking lot outside the NYPD building. Lindsay jumped off and removed the helmet. So did Danny.
They entered the building hand in hand. Like every time they worked same shift.
It was a quiet day, and no specific case, so they did some paper work.
Sometime later that day, a man entered the floor, and walked straight to Mac's office. He knocked on the door, and Mac showed him a 'come in' wave with his hand.
"Can I help you, sir?" Mac asked, not knowing the man, but he had a sign that said 'visitor'.
"Yeah! I'm looking for a Lindsay Monroe?" The man answered politely. Mac told him the direction to Danny and Lindsay's shared office.
A little later the man finally found the office. He knocked on the door, and looked in through the glass. He didn't see her, but a young man sitting there. Danny looked up at the older man standing outside the glass-door.
The door was half-open, "Hey," Danny smiled. No reason to be rude.
"Hello, I'm looking for Lindsay Monroe?" the man asked for second time.
"She's in the locker-room finding some stuff, you can stand right over with that elevators," Danny pointed to the elevators right left from the office, "Then she will come there any time,"
The man thanked and walked over to the elevator, waiting patiently. About three minutes later, Lindsay came. Looking at the man that she recognized so well, she just stood there all terrified.
"Leave!"Lindsay said scared, fighting the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes.
"I'm sorry Linny! I told you I had changed, but I lost control!" The man said, his eyes filled with sadness.
"Lost control!? Yo-you abused me, god damn it!" Lindsay was about to yell it out, but she whispered instead. Her father laughed with joy. "And I enjoyed every fucking minute baby!" He entered the elevator who just arrived their floor, and a woman walked off it.
Lindsay stood there stunned. She took her hair up into a pony tail, before she walked back into the office. She sat there, all quiet and sad. Danny looked at her. "What is it, babe?" Danny broke the silence. She jumped slightly surprised. Looking up, trying to blink away the tears, "Nothing, should anything be wrong?" She forced a smile.
"No, no. Just after that man was here, you have been so quiet!" Danny said, looking worried at her.
The day went by, and finally the couple could go back home. "You just go home first, I have to stop at the grocery," Lindsay kissed his cheek when they was down in the ground floor, ready to leave. "Sure? If any problems, or want me to pick you up, call me, okay?" He kissed her deeply when she had agreed. She left at the main-door, while he went to get his Harley.
She walked down the street, feeling that everyone was looking at her, when the thing was that no one was looking at her.
When she had got the things she needed, she went to the underground. Outside was a sign saying:"Closed 'cause of problems. Not open before 30th June,"
She sighed. Picking up her phone, she dialed Danny's number. It was raining, and she didn't feel for taking a cab. A hand grabbed her from behind, dragging her into the shadows where no one dared to look. She screamed, but his other hand covered her mouth. She freaked out, and dropped her phone when she was kicking and fighting against the power holding her, but it didn't work.
She didn't feel better when she recognized the smell of her father. She continued to kick wild around her, but she soon felt exhausted. Giving up, she felt how something, a towel maybe, replaced the hand on her mouth, and she soon felt dizzy, and she collapsed in the hands of her father. Tears escape from her eyes.
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A/N
I know, stupid ending, but I have to keep my readers here ;) Hehe
It's not much left, but it will be some chapters left, and then an epilogue. The epilogue is already written xD in my Spanish book xD **Innocent smile**
So yeah! STAY TUNED!!
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