A/N: Okay, first up, I'm really sorry it took so long to up date this story

A/N: Okay, first up, I'm really sorry it took so long to up date this story. I've just been caught up with my filming that I simply have no time to continue. And to add to that for the past few weeks, I've been having a writer's block. But now, I'm back on the roll with some new ideas to the story. Though a little warning, it may sidetrack a bit from the trailer but the basic story is still the same. And yes, there'll still be a death. I'm not telling you.. hehe.. it may be a small character… it may be a major character… hehe.. okay. Enjoy!!

Chapter 2: I Promise You

"Whadda we got Montana?" Danny asked, walking into the Trace Lab with a file in one hand and a bag of donuts in the other.

"No match on fingerprints." She replied, without turning around.

She had known who it was even before he spoke. Heck, she knew even before he walked in. She could smell him a mile away. Lindsay knew she was addicted. Addicted to a god named Danny Messer. Shh… Don't tell him that. His ego is big enough as it is…

'God he smells so good… WAIT! What's that other smell? Sweet, a little chocolaty… bread? Cake? No Way!'

"Are those donuts?" Lindsay asked as she finally turned away from the computer screen.

"Great. You won't turn around for me, but you'll turn around for donuts?" Danny noted dejected.

"Not my fault… I've yet to have breakfast. Come to think of it, I haven't had lunch either." Lindsay smirked and turned back around.

(Flashback)

"Danny?" Lindsay whispered as she laid her head on his chest, listening to his even

breathing.

"Hmm?" he replied, voice laced with sleep.

He rubbed his hand up and down her arm while burying his face in her now short silky hair. Lindsay snuggled deeper into his arms, keeping the sheets close to her body. Danny's hand traveled down from her arm to her back, pushing away the sheet so his hand could meet her skin. Danny starts to lightly draw patterns on her bare back, distracting Lindsay for a moment.

"Danny" She groaned, "You're trying to distract me."

Danny grinned into her hair.

"I'm not trying. I AM distracting you," he poked her on the side causing her to jerk a little.

Danny chuckled but Lindsay quickly slapped his chest as revenge causing him to stop suddenly and rubbed a hand over the patch of red forming.

"Oww… that hurt Montana…" he whined, mock hurt. Lindsay rolled her eyes at his mediocre acting skills. Danny saw this and quickly dropped his act and pulled her closer to him.

"Stop it." He lightly demanded.

Lindsay looked up at him, confused.

"Stop what?"

"Thinking. It's too early for that."

"Danny, it's noon." Lindsay replied.

"Yeah? Well, it's still early for a Sunday. And don't you argue with me," Danny childishly argued.

Once again, Lindsay rolled her eyes, this time at his childishness.

"So, as I was saying, it's too early for thinking. The thinking don't start until we've had a proper breakfast and a cup of coffee and most preferably at around 3 in the afternoon."

"Well, if someone didn't decide that they wanted to play hanky panky, we would've had our breakfast 4 hours ago." Lindsay replied.

"If I had remembered correctly, you were the one that started it." Danny answered back, not wanting to give in so easily.

"And if my memory served me right, you weren't complain' then cowboy."

Danny leaned down and captured her lips in a short but sweet kiss before pulling back.

"Damn right I wasn't," He agreed.

Danny furrowed his eyebrows and a look of confusion filled his face.

"What were we arguin' about again?"

"I dunno and I don't care…" Lindsay replied, still dazed from the previous kiss. She then, as she did before, pulled him into another intense kiss. Just as they were about to begin yet another round of "hanky panky", the worse thing happened.

Their cell phones rang.

(End Flashback)

Danny grinned and walked towards Lindsay. Putting the file and the donuts on the table, he then put his hands on either side of her on the chair. He leaned down to her ear.

"I'm sorry babe," Danny whispered as he nuzzled her neck. "I'll make it up to you. I promise."

Danny gave a kiss to her neck. Lindsay tried to shrug him off.

"Danny… we're at work, someone will see."

"Let them," He replied, still trapping her with is arms.

"Ahem!"

Lindsay and Danny jumped apart at the sound of the voice by the doorway. They turned to the door, expecting the worst, only to find Flack leaning against the wall grinning widely.

"You know, if I were Mac, you both would be in big trouble," Flack said, pushing off the wall and walking towards them.

Lindsay and Danny rolled their eyes.

"So, how's it goin' with the prints?" Flack inquired.

Danny shook his head as he picked up the file he had brought in earlier.

"Nothing… not a single match in AFIS. DNA also came up nothing. I'll tell you something, this is no ordinary murder. The killer knows what he or she is doin'. They know the way we work."

Lindsay nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. Now all we can do is search through all the evidence and hope to god that they slipped and left something. Because, other than that, we're at a dead end."

Flack nodded in understanding.

"Right. I'll go ask Mr. Walter a few more questions. Apparently, he and our victim is more than our usual husband and wife."

Danny and Lindsay raised their eyebrows in question. Flack, noticing this, replied:

"It appears that Mr. Walter and his wife were in a contract marriage."

"Contract marriage?" Both CSIs repeated in unison.

"Uh huh…" Flack replied, "Now, which one of you wants to go for a trip with me?"

Lindsay narrowed her eyes before exclaiming:

"I'll go!"

Danny turned to her, eyebrows frowning.

"What? I've been cooped up in her for the past five hours! Besides, you got to question the neighbor…" Lindsay retorted.

Danny sighed.

"Fine, I'll finish up here…"

Lindsay smiled triumphantly. She then leaned up to him and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll see you later…"

She then walked out of the lab to her shared office to grab her coat.

"I'll meet you by the lift, Don."

Danny turned to Flack who had been staring at him.

"What?!"

Flack shook his head and chuckled.

"You two are unbelievable… I never thought I'd see the day Messer going gaga over a girl."

Danny smirked at his best friend.

"What can I say… She's one special girl…"

Flack patted Danny's back.

"Can't disagree with you there. I'll see you later."

Flack went out of the room in search of a certain Montana native.

Danny chuckled and shook his head. He looked around and noticed the untouched donuts he had brought.

'She didn't get to eat it…' he thought to himself.

Danny grabbed the bag and walked towards his office. Just as he was about to enter, his cell rang.

"Messer," He answered as he pushed open the door, setting the file and the bag of donuts on the table.

"Hey, Danny, Rikki here. Sorry if I'm disturbing you."

"Naw… You're not disturbing. What is it?" He grabbed his chair and settled in it.

"It's just that Reuben wanted to talk to you… Hold on. Reuben!"

There was a shuffle on the other side of the line before a new voice drifted.

"Hey Danny!"

"Reuben! What's up kid?"

"Danny… don't call me kid."

"Right, sorry. So, what's up?"

"Oh right, you see, the church down the street is blessing bikes and I was wondering if you could accompany me, you know? Pleeeaaase…"

"Haha… Sure Reub. I'll go with you."

"Thanks Danny!!"

"You're welcome. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye! Oh! Say 'hi' to Lindsay for me…"

"Don't you go flirting with my girlfriend now Reuben…" Danny jokingly said.

"Haha… What can I say, girls like me more…"

"Alrigh', alrigh',"

"Okay… I won't disturb you anymore… I'll see you tomorrow Danny! Don't forget alright!"

"I promise…"

A/N: Alright! That chapter 2!! Once again, I'm really sorry that it took sooooooo long. But I hope you enjoyed this chappie… I think you guys know by now what chapter 3 will be about. Angst is coming… and to be honest, I'm not really looking forward to it… alright.. enough of my babbling… Please review!! Your comments are much appreciated!! Thank you!