The room was filled with Led Zeppelins rock, she was curled into the armchair, legs crooked under her, white wines glass on the table and book in hand. She closed the book in anger, after she had stared one freaking sentence for a half an hour. She didn't understand why life had to be so difficult, then small smile appeared on her face when she remembered what one little girl had told her, "Life is easy, but people tend to make it difficult." She closed her eyes, that day had started with fun and enjoinment but ended like total crap. She was worried about Flack, he didn't answer his phone and hadn't been home when Danny, who had a spear key, had gone to look for him. Lindsay was worried sick.

She was woken from her though by a loud knock on her door. Glance to the clock, told her that it was 10 pm, who the hell would be at her door that time. Behind the door stood on person she never expected to be there. He was cold sober, they all had thought that he had gone to drink him to blackout; they would have drank with him again, if he hadn't disappeared. But there he stood, Lindsay thought that he was more sober than his usual self. He seemed so different, the normally correct Flack was gone, instead there stood someone she had thought she never see, disoriented Don. He had lost his jacked and tie somewhere, his pants were wrinkled, one corner of his shirt hanged out from them, his hair was a mess, like he had shoved his hand throw them many times. And his eyes, the mischievous glint was gone and placed with self despise.

"Hey, Linds can I come in?"

"Sorry, of course, come." When Flack went past her, she had to sense his smell, she smelled his three usual scents, but there where two other, yet she could not put her finger on what they were. Lindsay locked the door and followed Don to the living room where he had disappeared. He was standing other side of the room and looked out from the window. She stopped; Flack had to start the conversation, because if she would start to push him about everything, he will close himself to his shell. Lindsay saw tension in his shoulder and neck muscles, too much had life put on his young shoulders.

"You know, I'm not going to apologize, about that kiss." She knew the issue was not that, but goddamn that man pissed her off, how he said that sentence, she never wanted apologize, yet the arrogant way of those words hurt her very much. Lindsay's anger would have lashed out, if Flacks next words wouldn't have stopped her. "I have wanted to do that since the first time when I saw you at the zoo, when Mac shooed me from the crime scene, I saw you standing behind the police tape, and one thought crossed my mind, "Oh my god, She is beautiful." When you came and introduced yourself, it hit me that you were Aidens replacement."

Lindsay wanted to yell at that point, she knew very well that because of being Aidens replacement, the lab didn't accept her on the start, she hadn't believed that in Flack, "and from that point I didn't want anything to do with you." But she was right again, "yet it changed in few months you attached somehow to me, and now here I am." Lindsay wanted to step closer to him, she couldn't. Everything in his body yelled, "Stay away."

She saw only one way, "I never asked your apologize." She saw how little tension drained from detectives shoulders. "When I stepped behind that tape first thing what I saw was how one tall homicide detective was sneezing off his handsome head. When I saw your eyes I wanted to drown in them. But when I introduced myself, you backed off like I had some kind of disease. So I made and extra effort to become your friend." Don back was still towards her, but something had changed in those past minutes. She crabbed his hand and dragged him to couch.

"Sit." Lindsay herself sat on the back of the couch and started rubbing Flack's back and shoulders.

"Now tell me what's troubles your mind?"

"Why to you think something troubles it. I think I said everything what I wanted." Lindsay rolled her eyes, "Yeah right. You came here, on the night when you have learned that one of your past lovers have been killed, just to say that you're not sorry for kissing me." She kept running her hands down his back and waited. Minutes passed, Monroe started worrying, that she may have pushed too much and Flack really had shut her off.

"You know, sometimes I think what am I doing here. What the Fuck, the world wants from me. I'm an old school cop, who have had been taught what's right and what's wrong. But now I don't even know how to separate them. Goddamned, before that son of a bitch, I knew what I am. But now, I don't even know if I am cop, victim or a target. And if I'm a target, then why. Goddamn it, what have I done to the world so bad, that some son of a bitch thinks it is cool; to come and kill every woman I have ever loved. Freaking asshole!" Lindsay frowned; she knew that Flack had a colorful vocabulary, but so colorful, never. "Sometimes I wish I had somebody, who just would hold me, bury her head into my necks curve and say, everything will be alright. For heaven shake, when did I become so depressing?"

He rose and looked at one point in the room, "I don't even have any idea, why did I even come here." When he had announced that he took of towards the door. Before he got to the door a strong hand crabbed his. If that had surprised him, the next thing did more. Two hands came around his waist and a head was placed on his chest, quiet words came from the beautiful mouth: "Let me hold you Don, let me tell you that everything will be alright." Young detective sighted and buried his head into Lindsay's hair. Few minutes past like this, then Monroe crabbed his hand again, "Come with me." She dragged him, into her bedroom.

"Take your clothes off and get into the bed," seeing Flack startled face, she grinned, "Don't look at me, big, bad, tough cop, like I was some rapper who is want in seven states because raping men. Take your cloths off and get into the bed, I come right back, and I promise, that there isn't going to happen anything tonight." Don only nodded; he took his clothes off, like Lindsay had told him and left only shorts and a wife beater and got under the covers. Few minutes later Lindsay came out of bathroom, wearing pajamas what stated; "Sweet and innocent", Flack smirked at seeing that.

"Oh, you think it's funny?" Don only chuckled, Lindsay sighted that was bad, Don hadn't given her some of his trademark bad-ass comments. "Now start talking, tell me what's on your mind. Tell me what happened between you, Olivia and that Peter guy." She whispered when she had made herself comfortable next to Flack, her head buried in his necks curve and hands around him. Don rubbed his eyes with his left hand, "That's a long story Linds."

"Using one of Messer's bad jokes, we have all night, so start talking." Flack closed his eyes, "Five years ago, Stella introduced me a beautiful woman, I had never seen someone so lovely, when she talked, I heard knowledge, when she laughed I heard music. Six months lather I asked her to marry me, she accepted. A month later she told me that she was pregnant. It was miracle, it was amazing. Three months later it all happened."

Flashback

"Are you sure, Flack, that you left those files to Olivia's apartment?" Danny was in fool mood, Don had been certain that files what he need had been in his apartment, then at his parents home, and now they were here.

"No I'm not sure, but if their not here then their at my sister's place and that's our last chance."

"Are you sure, you didn't leave it in some bar, to Roy's, Sullivans's or etc?" Flack unlocked the door, "No I haven't gone to bars in three days?" he chuckle, Danny's face was pale from the surprise. "You really think I don't have anything better to do after work than sit in some kind of a Bar and drink myself to blackout?"

"Yeah."

"That's your life Messer; don't mix it up with mine." He walked into living room, "Oh there they are." He picked the files up from a cupboard and started to walk out when he heard some kind of a noise. He stopped listened again, Danny wanted to say something but Flack stopped him by showing to be quiet. There it was again. Don started to walk to the end of the apartment, he knew exactly what was down the corridor, but he didn't want to believe it. He reached to the bedroom door, what was half-open, his suspicions were confirmed. His fiancé and future childe mother was sleeping with is good friend. That moment everything fell into place in his mind. God damn, how could he have been such a fool? He wanted to get out of that place soon as he could, but he was already spotted, he started to walk towards the front door, he didn't make it far.

"Don!" he didn't listen to that.

"Don!" goddamned the door was just in front of him, few more steps and he was out of here.

"You know that it is your own fault that it happened!" now that worked very well.

"What?" he turned around, Danny stepped aside he knew how Flack could be when he was mad.

"Yes your fault." Olivia was standing on living rooms doorway, Peter behind her, "You were always solving some case, you didn't think what I felt or feel about that. When I had romantic dinner prepared, you ran as soon as your cell ranged." Don rubbed his eyes, he had thought that Olivia understand how important his job was for him, he had thought, that he finally had found the right woman, but again he was wrong. Then it clicked into a spot. "You were cheating me, when I asked you marry me, that's why you hesitate," he saw the answer in their faces, "Why to I have the feeling, that the kid isn't mine? I want parental test. If that kid isn't mine, then I don't want to see you ever again." Flack walked out and Danny followed him.

End of Flashback

"That kid wasn't mine, the day I found that out, I never saw Peter and Olivia again, until today. It's strange how you can fell so much for one woman. First I felt love, then hatred and disdain."

"But what to you feel now?"

"Now I don't give a damn. I'm sorry that she is dead and her daughter doesn't have a mother anymore, but it's my problem anymore, only problem what lies on my shoulders now, is to find out who murdered her. I will go to her funeral, only because she was my fiancé." He closed his eyes for a second, "You know you are one in few people how know that story."

"Thanks for telling. To you feel better now?"

"Yeah I do." He yawned, he fell peace to sleep. Lindsay smiled at the man, who had just fell sleep in her arms. Everything will be ok.


Finally I did it, here you go...9 chapter...I hope you enjoy it...I did when I wrote it...I don't say that you should review...that would be fun...but it's your choice, so wait and I promisse 10 chapter will be up soon.