AN: Wow.. 2 years.. First off I'm really sorry for taking so freaking long to update this.. Life's been hectic and somehow along the way, the story was pushed aside. But recently, I've had a sudden urge to start writing again.. Apart from that I've also started making DL videos again.. There are some new ones up, so make sure to check them out aite? .com/user/rytanya26

Here's the next chapter:

Piercing Words, Eyes are Red

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I keep thinking about it. About what we've been through, about how we'll ever going to get through this. And then suddenly, it strikes me. We'll never get through this. You and I were never meant to work. We're too much of a polar opposite. You have your own way of doing things and I have mine. I'll never understand you just like you'll never understand me.

We were wrong from the very beginning. Admit it. You know it too. But somehow, along the way, we thought that maybe, just maybe, we could make it work. But, hah! Look at us now.. We're nowhere near what we've hoped for. If anything, we're further than we've begun… and that is the god honest truth.

But after all that's said and done, I did fall in love with you. I really did. And now, life's turned around; pasts come back and bit us in the ass. And still, I'm in love with you. Will we ever be truthful to each other? Will we ever trust each other again? I honestly don't know. All I know is that I did love you. And until now, I still don't know how you feel about me…

Andrew Walters looked up with tears in his eyes.

"I did love her. I really did. I just never got to tell her that. And now, I never will."

Lindsay could only sit and look at the heartbroken man in front of her. A man who had the whole world in his hands. A man who thought he had all the time in the world to tell his wife that he did love her. A man who fell in love with someone who he thought he never would have fallen for when he married her. Heartbreaking, isn't it? The words of Christie Walters as written in her diary, hit too close to home.

Lindsay turned to the window. He's there. She knows it. She turned back to Andrew Walters and smiled sadly. She reached out her hand and placed it on his. She squeezed it.

"I'm sure she knows it now."

Andrew Walters smiled through his tears and squeezed back. He nodded.

"Thank you. Thank you, for everything."

Lindsay stepped out of the porch and walked towards the car. It was getting dark, yet it's only 4pm. Rain. Great. Just my day.

"You did great on this. Seriously."

Lindsay turned to the man now walking beside her. His smile contagious. She can't help but smile back.

"Thanks, Don."

Donald Flack Jr. was no idiot. He knew what had transited between the Lindsay and Danny. He also knew that he would be crossing the line a little, to question her about it. So he kept his mouth shut.

Lindsay was glad that Flack didn't say what she knew he was going to say, andshe appreciated it. She opened the passenger door and got in, waiting for Flack to do the same. As soon as he got in, they were off.

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Mac Taylor was not oblivious to the lab gossip. He has ears. He knows what's been going on in his lab. And as much as he tries not to, he also knows what's been going on outside his lab. That is why he thought this would be a good idea. As it turns out, it was the worst idea he'd ever come up with.

Danny Messer was one of those guys who were unpredictable. You never know what's up with him. One minute he's hot, and another, he's cold. Not that he didn't trust Danny Messer, he did. If he didn't, he wouldn't have hired him in the first place. He just didn't trust his actions. Especially if they're made in the heat of the moment. Right now, Danny Messer and Lindsay Monroe were, shall we say, in the centre of the gossip. Oh boy…

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Lindsay Monroe entered the locker room with the intent to just grab her stuff and go home. She's been working non-stop for 60 hours since the Walters case came up again after 2 months. But like fate has always been to her; that was not to be. Her lunch was about to make a reappearance in a not so delicious way. She rushed to the washroom and threw up. Grabbling a handful of toilet paper, she wiped her mouth and flushed. Just as she's about to open the cubicle door, she heard a couple of voices enter.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah! I heard it myself. It seems like she wasn't all that he thought. So he dumped her ass and got together with his neighbour."

"What?! His neighbour? That's just sad…"

"Don't tell me you're pitying her? If anything, she kinda deserves it. I mean, come on, Detective Danny Messer is one fucking hot species. And she is just another plain Jane that thinks that she could change him. Hah! As if that could happen. You're slow Drea, haven't you noticed that they've hardly been on a case together? Lindsay Monroe just needs to realize that New York is no place for a Montana girl."

"You're a bitch…"

"I know…" Both of them laughed and left the washroom.

Lindsay unlocked the door and walked out. She washed her hands and mouth. Grabbing a fistful of hand towels, she dried her hands and mouth. She looked up at her own reflection. Dark circles around her eyes were obvious indication to her lack of sleep.

"New York is no place for a Montana girl."

The same exact words said by Sarah Butler's father almost 2 years ago.

Lindsay sighed and shifted her bag strap on her shoulder and walked out. Fate really hates her. As soon as she walked out, she wished she had waited a little while longer. There, by his locker was a half naked Danny Messer. He's back was facing her, which she was grateful. By the looks of it, he was getting ready to head off to the shower. As she was contemplating going back into the washroom, he saw her.

Time stood still.

"When?"

"When what?"

"When were you going to tell me you were cheating on me?"

"It was just one time!"

"Cheating is cheating. Doesn't matter how many times you do it."

"I'm tired…"

"Me too."

"I'm sorry…"

"Me too."

"Linds…"

"I know…"

"Know what?"

"You don't mean to hurt me, never meant for this to happen, wished you could turn back time. I know… But you did, it happened and you can't."

"Linds…"

"Danny," Lindsay nodded and walked past him hurriedly but his reflexes were remarkable.

"Wait," Danny pleaded, his hand held firmly on her wrist.

Lindsay sighed and turned to face him. She looked him in the eye for the first time in almost 2 months. Slowly she pried his hands off her wrist and placed her palm on his chest as he moved towards her. She shook her head.

"I'm tired, Danny. I really need to go."

"You can't avoid me forever Linds, you need to talk to me."

"What I need is a hot shower and a full night's sleep."

Lindsay withdrew her hand and before he could say anything else, she fled out of the locker room. Leaving him standing, feeling like a jerk all over again.

"Damn it!"

Danny punched the locker, the sound echoing throughout the empty locker room.