DISCLAIMER: Haven't you memorized it yet! Haha, show/characters not mine, I get no profit what so ever.
A/N: Get comfy, if the others were long this one is gargantuan. Covers Snow Day (YAY!) and the hiatus/Danny's recovery which is supposed to be 10 -15 days if you count the day or two before Mac leaves and then 10 days in England.
WARNING: This one gets a little smutty, there WILL be a marker, to stop reading/skip over if you should not be or do not want to read. It can be skipped.
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: : Snow Day : :
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7 pm Thursday, came quick. Work had kept Lindsay late, so by the time she got back to her apartment there was barely half an hour to get herself put together for her date with Danny. Slipping into a pair of skinny jeans and a black camisole would have to do. She was just finishing polishing up her curls when there was a knock at the front door. "IT'S OPEN." She called poking her head out of her room to see the door knob twist. She unplugged the curling iron quick and hastily put together a clutch for the night.
"Montana? What have I told you about locking that door?" Danny called upon entering
"Haven't locked my gun up yet." Lindsay called back as she grabbed a sweater off her bed and moved out into the hall toward the closet to toss her stuff in the lock box she kept there.
"Better," Danny said coming up behind her and wrapping his arms firmly around her waist and whispering "Hey Gorgeous." Into her ear
"Mmmm" Lindsay basked in his embrace for a second before turning to him, "Hi." Their bodies already tightly pressed together she reached up, wrapped her hand around the nape of Danny's neck and pulled his face gently toward hers. Their mouths met and held a strong closed-lipped seal for a good sultry 10 seconds. She pulled away wanting more, but knowing to hold out, there would be plenty of time for that later—maybe even later tonight.
Danny smirked at her playfulness, tonight should be fun. "You ready?"
"Yea, just give me another second." She said backing up toward the bathroom.
"Take your time." Danny grinned watching her retreat down the hall.
Lindsay shut the door behind her then turned to the mirror to take in her appearance. She looked good, her shirt had just the right cut; her makeup, though done quickly, had the right amount of allure, and frankly none of that mattered. No, right now, all she could think about was how the kiss that had intended to tease him had left her wanting more. Something registered. It was probably going to be tonight. She reached up and popped open the medicine cabinet and retrieved a condom, she flipped the foil around in her hand for a second thinking it over before stowing it in her clutch, just in case, of course. She took care of a smudge of eyeliner then exited the bathroom.
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"Hey Linds?" Danny called when he heard the bathroom door open and the light get flipped off.
The sound of Danny's voice was coming from the kitchen, Lindsay made her way that way. "Yea Danny?" she asked coming into the small kitchen and stopping still when she saw Danny looking at her refrigerator.
"So, how did you make out?" Danny asked grinning at her his thumb jabbing at the freezer. He had spotted the newspaper clipping Jenna had hung up a week earlier, along with her brothers' comments.
"You were there." Lindsay laughed "Jenna put it up, I just, never got around to taking it down." Lindsay answered Danny's coming question.
"Don't." Danny smiled turning to her.
"Okay, I won't" Lindsay beamed back
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Dinner had been awesome; Danny had taken her to a little pub on the other side of town, with what had to be the best burgers in New York. With a few beers in them, and not wanting to call it a night, Lindsay suggested drinks and pool. Danny said he knew of a place not too far from where they were and led the way. She was surprised when they left the neighborhood part of the town and made their way down a side street before entering a 6 story walk up.
"Danny." Lindsay began. "Where are we?"
"My place." He said holding the door open for her to enter the lobby.
"Thought you said pool?" Danny shrugged his shoulder at her before he hit the up button for the elevator. "No way, you cannot have gotten a pool table into a New York City Apartment." Lindsay said in disbelief.
"Ah, Montana, the great thing about this city: if you look long and hard enough, you can find the place for anything. Danny unlocked the door to his apartment. It was clean, but not so much so that it looked like he was trying too hard, or that he didn't live there. There was some art work on the walls, a guitar and desk in one corner a small sofa and chair along the wall and the pool table smack dab in the middle of the room. The kitchen was just beyond that and a few rooms off to the side.
"Love the decorating Messer." Lindsay joked running her hand along the edge of the pool table.
"Yea, I know, it gets in the way." Danny smiled as he turned from locking the door behind them. "Just sort of inherited it, haven't gotten around to moving it yet."
"So it's not staying here?"
"Not even slightly Montana." Danny laughed, "Honey you gotta know me better than to expect I'd be THAT guy."
"I thought I did, but then." She gestured to the table.
"Yea, yea, what can I get ya?" he asked/offered in reference to the drinks part of the night.
"Whatever you're having."
"Tequila?" Danny threw over his shoulder as he shuffled around his liquor cabinet.
"Sounds perfect." Lindsay replied toeing off her shoes at the door. "So we gonna make this interesting Messer?"
"How so?"
"I don't know- I can only beat you at this game so many times before it gets dull." She taunted.
"Oh, I see." Danny laughed, humoring her. He could beat her if he wanted to. He wasn't that bad at the game. He poured two shots and handed her one. "Bottoms up." They clinked and threw back the shots. "Okay, so a shot a game, or a shot a shot?"
"So a shot for everyone I put in?" Lindsay asked clarifying the ground rules
"And vice versa."
"This could end badly." Lindsay grinned slyly. "Okay…rack em up."
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2 games and both Danny and Lindsay had won one. This was the third and Lindsay was on a roll, she was making shots that she shouldn't be able to make sober let alone with several shots of tequila in her system (okay it wasn't every shot, like every 3) The more intoxicated they became the closer together they got. They stood a little closer, their passing brushes lingered a little longer, and eyes were barely taken off each other.
"No way you're gonna make this shot too Montana." Danny shot her way. It was a tricky shot, that was for sure.
"A Benjamin says I do." She replied upping the ante. She leaned over to line up the shot, perfectly aware of Danny leaning over her watching her. She pulled back, tapped the cue ball, and sunk. "You owe me a hundred dollars."
"You know." Danny started leaning against the pool table as Lindsay came to stand in front of him. "It's gonna have to wait till payday."
"Nope." She shook her head coming to stand directly in front of him. "Either pay me now, or come up with something better."
Now that had possibilities. His hand wrapped around her waist and then he was kissing her-and it was going somewhere. The alcohol they had consumed seemed to leave his body, he was completely aware, and so, it seemed, did she as she cupped the side of his face with one hand and clutched at his back with the other pulling him closer, her mouth opening for him. They broke apart for a second to catch their breath. Lindsay reached up and removed his glasses, placing them in one of the pool tables pockets. Danny gave her a knowing grin; her fingers ran along the waist of his pants before slipping under his shirt and pushing it up and off. In another second Danny was pushing her sweater off her shoulders and peeling the black camisole off her leaving her clad in a lacy black bra and wondering if her panties matched. They took each other in for a second before they were fused together again. He continued to run his hands over her body and it felt so good-so right that she wanted, no needed, more. His lips began to move down her throat and she let out moan of "I want you now."
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Danny's hands stilled on her body, he pulled back to look into her deep chocolate eyes. "You sure?"
Lindsay reached out and cupped his face in her hands. The stubble of his cheek rubbed against her fingertips as she ran them over his jaw to his lips. They were full and hard but the skin was surprisingly soft. She leaned in and pressed her mouth against his. When she finally pulled away she said "So sure,"
He kissed her deeper and wrapped his arms around her waist lifting her and setting her onto the pool table. Her breath quickened as his hips settled between her legs, his desire for her evident as he strained against the confines of his jeans.
Starting at his neck, she ran kisses down to his stomach, feeling his muscles quiver before toying with the button of his pants. A low moan escaped Danny's throat as Lindsay popped open the button and slid the zipper down, her fingers softly grazing his erection. His jeans fell to the floor. His hands meandered down her torso over her breasts and belly to the button of her jeans, undoing them. Slowly he pushed her back on to the felt top of the pool table and tugged the jeans off of her, shucking them behind him. Climbing on top of her he looked into her eyes before bending low to kiss her again. The kiss was hot and passionate, when the need for air became painfully necessary he broke away gasping. "Damn Montana."
Lindsay's flesh was hot beneath Danny's touch as he reached around her back and unhooked her bra. Popping it open he bent his head kissing her jaw, her throat, her shoulder, and then a breast, gently pulling it into his mouth and sucking. Lindsay couldn't control herself and as inarticulate sound escaped her. His hands ran down her body his fingers traced the seam of the black lace panties before his thumbs hooked inside them and he slowly slipped them off, placing a delectate kiss to the inside of her knee sending shivers up Lindsay's body. Not wanting to be the only one completely naked, and desperately wanting to see and feel all of Danny she ran her hands down his body, her fingers found the elastic waist of his boxers and pushed them off freeing him completely. She gasped when her gaze took in his bursting rigid length. Together they scooted onto the flat felt surface of the pool table. He kissed her again; she opened her mouth for him, and gently began touching his tongue with hers. As he lay on top of her Lindsay could feel his member harden more and throb against her stomach. She made room for him between her legs and arched up against him. His hand parted her legs and he began to stroke her gently and toy with her clit. His touch had her arching her back and pleading "Danny, I can't wait."
"Tell me what you want Linds?" Danny gasped.
"You. I want you." She panted, one of her hands slipping between them and grasping his full, hard, erection in her hand, her thumb slowly circling the tip.
"Damn." Danny moaned, he so did not want to pause for a field trip to the other room but: "Condoms are in the bedroom."
Lindsay looked around and spotted her clutch resting on the ledge of the pool table, she bit the side of her bottom lip and smiled brazenly before reaching and stretching to the far end of the table for her bag causing her chest to thrust up. Lindsay fumbled to get the clutch open then her fingers shuffled around inside of it with Danny watching, raising his eyebrows when he saw Lindsay pull a condom out of it. She giggled at his expression and gave a little shrug, "Just in case."
"Of course" Danny nodded. Lindsay pushed herself up the inch between them, devouring him, with a thrust of her hip she had them flipped so she was straddling his waist. His hands held her rubbing circles into her hips and he admired every naked inch of her from this angle, from the swell of her breasts to the curve of her hips. She leaned forward and started placing kisses down his body as she moved south with a kiss right below his belly button, one at the base of his penis before taking the head of his penis into her mouth for a few shallow sucks, then one deeper. He was barely holding it together when she closed her mouth around the upper part of his penis, and sucked on the head like she was using a straw to suck up a milk shake. He nearly lost it there, with a deep groan. "Linds, Babe," He pled in a deep husky voice. She let him go with a pop and a sly smile, before slowly rolling the condom on.
Danny drew her up and flipping them over so he was once again on top. His hand slithered down her trembling body and dipped between her thighs to test her, he smoothly slipped a finger in, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from her, he added a second finger on the second thrust before she was pleading "Danny, please, I need you."
Repositioning himself he took the backs of her thighs and pressed her legs open again. With an arch of her back and a nod of her head she allowed him entry. Slowly he entered her in one long strong powerful stroke. She let out a sensuous moan of "Dan-ny" as he pushed all the way into her tight heat. Matching gasps of pleasure sounded as he reached his hilt.
"You okay?" Danny panted taking a moment to allow her to adjust to him.
"Oh God. You feel sooo big." She whispered. Danny's face cracked a smile and he bent in low and planted a deep kiss to her, his tongue moving as his body soon would be.
Her back arched and she fidgeted, she clutched to him as he began to move, drawing out almost completely before driving back in. She rocked to meet his every thrust. Danny leaned forward driving even deeper. She gripped him between her knees, reeling at the incredible sensation of his body rubbing against her most sensitive spot. He drove harder and deeper with each heavy thrust eliciting intense moans and then a gasp of "Don't slow down."
Danny groaned and Lindsay felt her orgasm teasing her. "God Linds, you feel so good." Danny said in a deep low voice as his own climax approached. The intensity of her own need pushed her closer to the edge. Her climax engulfed her, the ecstasy so strong that her breath caught for a minute until the waves of pleasure had her crying out, her fingers digging into and scraping down his back.
Danny continued to thrust through her orgasm drawing it out further, but he couldn't hold out much longer. Sensing that he was close to his own release, she contracted her inner muscles. She felt extra tight, he couldn't hold out any longer, Danny buried his face in her shoulder and groaned as he exploded inside her. Lindsay locked her feet at the small of his back pulling him in as close and as deep as possible, her nails dug into his back and she moaned loudly as she felt his strong pulse and release. Spent Danny fell on top of her for a second. Looking into his eyes, Lindsay let out a satisfied giggle before he leant down and placed a long slow kiss to her lips.
He got up to dispose of the condom, and on the way back retrieved a blanket and a few pillows. He hopped back up onto the table and got them settled tossing the blanket over both of them. Lindsay curled up in the crook of his arm her weight half on top of him. Stroking her back, Danny realized that he'd never held any woman this tenderly before. Lindsay rested her cheek on his chest, just for a bit, she thought to herself as Danny's touch soothed her to sleep. Danny leaned over and watched as she drifted off. He wasn't looking to fall in love—he'd never been the type but the look on Lindsay's face made it pretty damn tempting.
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Danny awoke to sunlight, a hard surface, and a warm pleasurable weight on his left side. Last night came back in full detail. Lindsay. He looked over and couldn't help put give her button nose a prod. She scrunched her nose up as she awoke.
"Hey." She smiled and stretched a little feeling her naked body rub against his. "What time is it?"
"It's early."
"I have to be at work at nine, you're lucky you got a later shift."
"Well, don't worry I'll wake you up."
"I dreamt I woke up, and you were gone." Lindsay told Danny. "You left a note."
"Where would I go? This is my place." He teased.
"I was hoping for a better answer."
"Nah, I'm glad this happened." He placed a kiss to her forehead.
"Me too." Lindsay said placing a kiss just above his nipple before squirming back to her original position and falling back asleep.
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Lindsay rushed over to the warehouse. She was supposed to be in there not Danny. She had to get over there and make sure he was okay. He had to be okay. After last night, well, he had to be okay. The officers at the perimeter stopped her; they wouldn't let her in without a vest. She strapped one on and hurried toward Flack. She had overheard the cops talking; He had gotten the call from Danny. He'd have some Intel, but alas, they were in for a nervous waiting game,
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"Oh my god, Danny." Lindsay gasped holstering her gun and reaching up to help her battered lover out of the truck trailer.
"I'm alright."
"You're not alright." Flack said coming up to them "Can we get EMS in here!"
"I'm good."
"I'll take him." Lindsay said as Danny leaned on her. She knew Danny as well as he knew her, they didn't need assistance, so at least getting him to the ems instead of the ems coming to him would be better. He was bruised, bloody, and his fingers were being held straight by his badge.
Adam was already being looked at by one of the EMT's when Danny was brought over. "Dude it's burns, look after Messer first." He protested.
"Mr. Ross, we need to get you to a hospital."
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"Detective Monroe?" a young, light haired nurse asked as she came into the waiting area. Lindsay's head snapped up,
"Yes." Lindsay said jumping up and hurrying over to the woman.
"Detective Messer is out of surgery, doing fine, and asking for you." She smiled knowingly.
"Ah." Lindsay smirked. "is he now?"
"Right this way." The nurse chuckled as she led Lindsay to Danny's room. Looking through the glass she could see his left hand bandaged up and in a sling, a few cuts to his face, but altogether not to bad considering the shape he was in when they finally got to them. Danny caught her eye through the glass and gave her a little grin nodding his head in the direction of the door.
"Detective Messer, I hear you've been asking for me." Lindsay poked coming to sit on the side of his bed.
"Yea well..." He smirked "considering the last 24 hours."
"uh huh." Lindsay replied watching him. "So how bad is it?"
"Those fuckers completely wreaked my hand." Danny spat trying to raise his injured arm but stopped with a hiss of pain. "and a few bruised ribs. How's Adam?"
"Well going from a lab tech to a punching bag is not easy, second degree burns to his hands, a few stitches, and a nurse's phone number."
"You're kidding me?" Danny said in disbelief, Adam the bumbling lab tech went home with a number: not possible.
Lindsay chuckled. "Nope, he was actually pretty smooth."
"Detective Messer, you're release forms." A doctor said coming in with paperwork, "I'll be back in a little while for them." He said leaving the new couple in peace.
"What about work?" Danny asked clicking the pen and beginning the forms thanking his lucky stars he was right handed.
"Mac blew up the lab."
"What!" Danny said forgetting about the forms for a moment.
"Taking Adam and you hostage-just a diversion." Lindsay informed. "They faked a gas leak at the lab, you know the drill they evacuate the building, gas team comes in takes care of it, the end, only-they were the gas company—they wanted their drugs back."
"And Mac blowing up the lab?"
"Honestly all I know is that Stella, Mac, and Hawkes stayed in the lab and between the three of them thwarted a team of about 5-6."
"But blew up?"
"Okay, Danny." Lindsay laughed. "By the time I got there the lab had already been evacuated, I was talking to Sid and Peyton, when squad cars sped past, and a radio broadcast of a hostage situation was announced. I ran over to the scene since Peyton still couldn't find Mac."
"But the lab?"
"Pipe bomb, I spoke to Stella only briefly, She said they caught one of the gang members, rigged up a pipe bomb to go off so if he wanted to escape or be rescued-bang."
"Boom has a better ring to it." Danny goaded.
"Yea" Lindsay asserted, "well I chose bang."
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Lindsay brought Danny back to his apartment once he was released from the hospital. They made it to 3G's apartment door. "Keys?" Lindsay asked with a light laugh.
"Yea…." Danny said slowly, "Got the one I left you earlier?"
"Oh, no, it's in my clutch from last night, I'll get it for you tomorrow."
"Keep it," Danny chuckled, "I have a feeling you'll be needing it, however right now…."
"Where are your keys?" Lindsay asked curiously.
"Left front pocket."
"Well, let me help you with that." Lindsay said flirtatiously slowly slipping her hand into his pocket, retrieving the keys, and accidently on purpose rubbing his package through the fabric. He had inhaled slowly when she had her hand in his pocket and let out a long deep breath as she left him and turned to the door.
Upon entering, the door slapped shut behind Danny. He reached out with his good hand and tugged at Lindsay, pulling her to him, he fused their lips together as his hand cradled the back of her head. One of her hands cupped the side of his face and the other reached around and settled in his back pocket giving his bum an affectionate squeeze. Danny grunted when they finally parted. With his hand bandaged up, and that arm in a sling, there wasn't much he could do…although he did seem to get to second base much quicker. (hehehe)
"Mmmm, I don't think that's what the doctor had in mind when he said bed rest for a few days." Lindsay giggled.
"No, probably not, but I've been wanting to do that all day, and it is more enjoyable." Danny laughed.
"For all parties involved, but I'd rather wait the few days then jump the gun and have you outta commission for weeks, cause we will be repeating last night's activities again, and again, and again."
"Like the sound of that Montana." Danny said waggling his eyebrows at her
"Yea well, get well and fast." Lindsay laughed shaking her head at him.
"Aright, I'm gonna wash up and change."
"Okay, I'll order a pizza, need any help let me know." She called
"I think I can handle it, I am a big boy."
"I'll say." Lindsay spoke then blushed at her bravado. Danny stopped in his tracks and turned to her with that grin on his face taking in her blushing appearance, this girl kept surprising him. Damn doctor's orders and pain, he'd have no problem taking her right now, then again, doctors orders also had her staying at least tonight to care for him.
"Montana you talk to Mac with that mouth." Danny teased. Lindsay who had been dialing the pizza place picked up a dry sponge from the sink and chucked it his direction.
"Go." She laughed, "Hi, I'd like to place an order for delivery." She spoke into the phone, watching as Danny moved into what she could only assume was his bedroom.
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Lindsay was just hanging up the phone; pizza would be there in 45 minutes, when she heard a grunt followed by a heavy thud and s few choice words. Curiosity and worry getting the best of her she moved towards his room, knocking before poking her head in. "Danny you alright?"
She had to stifle a giggle at the scene in front of her. Danny had a pair of sweat pants on, but they were twisted, and he was midway to getting his shirt on when he had gotten stuck. "Need some help?"
"Yea." He said hanging his head
"Okay, Big Boy." She teased sensuously. She came to stand in front of him. Her fingers slipping into the elastic of his pants and righting them before her hands resting on his bare waist, slowly and softly moving up his torso until she reached the t-shirt, gently she untwisted the shirt, unclipped the sling and carefully maneuvered his injured arm into shirt before reattaching the sling and tenderly kissing him. "There. Better?"
"Much." He replied gently brushing a stray curl out of her face. "Linds, looks like I got blood on you." He said noticing that the shoulder of her shirt had a deep red stain.
"What?" she asked looking at the shoulder that had supported him out of the warehouse, and sure enough…"You mind if I borrow something?"
"I'd actually enjoy that." Danny smiled; the squatted down and with his one hand pulled open the bottom drawer to his dress and pulled out a navy blue Yankees t-shirt and a pair of black basket ball shorts. "Here you go." He said handing them to her before attempting to stand up.
"Thanks" She said slipping them on, knowing full well he watched as she changed.
"Damn Linds." He swore seeing her back as she changed. "That from last night?" He asked halting her from pulling her shirt on and softly touching the rash on her shoulder blades.
"What? Oh, just some rug, or in this case felt burn." She shrugged it off pulling the shirt fully on. "So this is your bedroom." Lindsay looked around in mock awe.
"Yea, we probably should have moved in here last night." He said taking a seat on the bed and lying back against the headboard
"Maybe, but it did make for a memorable first time." Lindsay chuckled leaning over and placing and long lingering kiss to his lips. "How are you feeling?"
"Like a very stiff punching bag and a little hungry."
"Pizza will be her in about half an hour." She said with a laugh sitting on the side of the bed and rubbing his thigh "You want your pain meds?"
"Nah I'd like to spend some time with you before I go into a comatose." He said reaching over and tugging at her arm. Taking the hint, she lay down next to him. Careful not to put any of her weight on him. No good though, since he draped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him, essentially cuddling as the tv was flipped on.
"Danny, I am sorry this happened to you." Lindsay spoke delicately, her fingers playing and interlacing with the good hand he had wrapped around her.
"Better me than you." Danny shrugged as best he could. "Honestly, I don't even want to think about what would have happened if I had actually woken you up this morning." She looked up at him, their eyes locked for a second before he bent down and gently kissed her. "Okay?"
"Okay." Lindsay nodded.
"Good." He grinned squeezing her a little.
The whole scene sort of dawned on Lindsay were she and Danny actually-"Since when do you cuddle Danny?"
He looked between the two of them, and gave a little chuckle, "Guess I got hit harder than I thought."
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: : Recovery : :
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When Lindsay woke up the next morning Danny wasn't there. Sun beams shown through the blinds and danced across the floor and bed. She gave a little stretch, and took a moment to wake up. She could smell coffee and heard shuffling and clinking coming from the kitchen. Her bare feet hit the hardwood and she padded out into the main room. Sure enough Danny was cooking one handed.
"Morning Montana." He beamed pouring a cup of coffee and sliding it her way. She took a sip and basked in the caffeinated goodness.
"Danny are you really trying to make pancakes with only one hand?"
"You don't need two hands to make pancakes babe."
She leaned over and looked into the sink, there were 2 or 3 pancakes sitting in the drain "Uh huh, so the pancakes sitting in the sink are…" she teased
"What you always chuck the first set?"
"See I would have thought a seasoned pro like you would be past that stage."
"Ah, well, my pancakes are good, but the main breakfast event it my omelet. That is a two handed job though. I'll make it for ya when I'm back in full working order. "
"I'll hold you too that."
"You do that." He gave her a wink.
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Danny hung up the phone and let out a long drown out sigh. "What's the matter Danny?" Lindsay looked up from her spot on the couch. She hadn't left his place in 2 days and neither of them seemed to mind.
"I have to go to dinner at my ma's tonight?"
"What time?"
"In about an hour." He cringed.
"Okay, I've heard stories about your mom's cooking, what's got you all scrunchie?"
"Scrunchie?" Danny asked skeptically.
"Yea Scrunchie."
"She doesn't know about Friday's events, and really doesn't take too well to my being injured."
"That's a mom though. It'll all be good, she'll freak out, dote on you a bit, fill you up with some comfort food, you'll be fine." Lindsay waved him off.
"Ya think so?" Danny laughed, why was this woman always soo positive?
"Probably."
"You can come with, if ya want." He offered, but his gut did a summersault the moment the words left his mouth. Lindsay must have realized, because she got up moved towards him and planted a chaste kiss to his lips.
"You know, I think I'm gonna pass this time." She smiled giving his shirt a little tug, "I should really be getting home. I haven't been there in 3 days, and I kind of miss wearing my own clothes."
Danny laughed at that, thank god she didn't want to go out to Staten Island because he really didn't know if he could handle that. He hadn't brought a girl home since high school, and with Lindsay it would be too much too fast. "Yea but I kind of like you in mine." He whispered grasping the folds of the button up she wore and drawing her to him and parting her lips with his in a tight embrace and a sultry goodbye. They broke apart breathlessly but not leaving the embrace. "Sure you won't stay?" Danny asked
Lindsay giggled but shook her head. "We both know that taking me tonight would be a mistake, but, you could always swing by later."
"Now how can I say no to that?" He pecked her one more time before she slipped out of his hold, grabbed her bag, and was gone.
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She entered her apartment to find Jenna and Ben sitting on the couch cuddled together. "Hey."
"Hey yourself." Jenna said looking up at her roomie, "How's the patient?"
"At his parents for dinner."
"And he didn't take you!" Jenna said in a playfully shocked tone.
Lindsay dropped her purse on the chair in the corner and gave her friend an incredulous look. "You are kidding me right?"
"Why's that?" Ben asked, looking between the two girls. A little slow on the take.
"Lindsay's scared to meet Danny's parents." Jenna teased.
"Okay." Lindsay laughed. "One, I am in no way scared to meet his parents, I'm awesome with parents. Two, he offered to take me and I declined-and before you ask why, you've both met him, did you get an I take girls home to meet my folks vibe from him?—I didn't think so. And three, we've only been dating for a few weeks."
"Actually, it's been a little over a month since the trial ended." Jenna put in, and then ducked as Lindsay chucked a nearby pillow at her.
"You know what I mean." Lindsay laughed at Jenna who had decided to stick her tongue out in a childish way. "And is the laundry free?"
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Danny stepped off the train and made his way to his parents' home. He paused at the stoop of the quaint two story yellow house on a tree lined street with a stone façade surrounding the first floor he had called home the first 22 years of his life. Oh he was going to hear it from his mother. He did however have a trick up his sleeve should he need it.
"Ma, I'm here." He called stepping into the cool house.
"About damn time Danny Boy." His father called, "Your mother won't let me dig in until you sit."
"Yea Pop's I'm here." He said pushing through the swinging door into the kitchen.
"Just in time Danny dinner is just coming out of the…Daniel! What happened?" His mother shouted rushing to her son.
"Ma, I'm fine." Danny said taking a seat next to his father in the breakfast nook, where they ate the smaller of the family meals. "Just a few bruised ribs, and a messed up left hand."
"How badly messed up son?" Sal Messer asked calmly, though concern reeked out of the older man's features.
"Cast for 10 days, then physical therapy, as for the ribs they should be completely pain free in 4 weeks, but a few ibuprofen and the pain is dull enough to work."
"So what happened this time?" Maria Messer snapped. Her boy was always getting hurt with this job of his, and she didn't like it one bit.
"You see the news coverage from the drug raid in Brooklyn?"
"Yea, big bust for the NYPD."
"About $50 mil, well I was assigned to work the scene, collect further evidence. Some scumbags for the Wilder family took the scene hostage."
"So you were a hostage?" Maria gasped, and then started chopping at the garlic bread.
"Ma, you're massacring the garlic bread!" Danny nearly shouted-it was one of his favorite parts of the meal "and yea I was a hostage with 3 other guys."
"They beat you pretty bad Danny." Sal observed his son's bruises.
"Took it for the team, my guy was already in bad shape, and the uni's were handcuffed, me taking a beating helped get us out of there."
Maria set the lasagna and garlic bread on the table and dished it out. "Look at all those bruises." She tutted.
"Ma, it's not that bad." Danny tried to assure his mother, but it was his father that threw Danny's wild card out onto the table.
"Honestly Maria, if the boy says he's fine, he's fine. Anyway, this bruise here" he said gesturing low on Danny's neck near his collar bone "Looks more like a hickey than anything else."
"A what!" Maria asked slapping her fork down.
"Thanks Pops." Danny said tugging his shirt a little to hide Lindsay's mark.
"Sympathy from a nurse or…" Sal laughed before Maria cut him off with a dark stare.
"Daniel." His mother began in a dangerous tone. "If you keep going around with these tram-"
"Mom, stopping you there" he said holding a hand up "before you put your foot in your mouth. This girl, she's different, she is not a one night stand, she is not a passing trend, she's….."
"Whoa." Sal piped in. "Kid you finally growing up?"
"I don't know maybe." Danny shook it off.
"So, she's your girlfriend?" Maria asked cautiously. "And how long has this been going on?"
"Yea, yea she is." Danny nodded taking a big bite of his dinner. "and just over a month."
"So why didn't you bring her here tonight?"
"Ma, it's only been a month." Danny said in a shocked tone
"Maria, The only way he's bringing a girl home is if they're getting married, considerin it, or he was foolish enough to knock her up."
"Salvador Messer! I should wash your mouth out with soap like I did the boys. Knock her up! My God! Daniel Messer if you…"
Danny held his hands up in surrender, "I know Ma, you'll cut it off." He said with a cringe. Think back to when the statute first emerged. Louie came home with a possible pregnancy scare in high school. His last girlfriend, he had already moved on and could care less if he had fathered a child, he was 17, any way, Maria Messer was so furious she brandished a knife at her son. If you don't stop screwing around with your life and that bimbo and go take care of that girl and your messes I swear to every god that has ever been prayed to that I will cut it off." She gestured with the knife to his crotch "and throw it in the blender. That goes to both of you." She said turning to Danny, who at 15 knew she was serious. Maria Messer was shorter than both her sons, but could make them cower with just a look, and her bite was worse.
"Now that we've got that cleared up, who is this mystery girl?"
"Montana." Danny smiled just thinking about her.
"Sounds like a stripper." Maria said eyeing her son.
"Her name is Lindsay Ma," Danny said giving his mom an are you kidding me look, "and no she's not, it's just a nickname I gave her a while back, she's originally from Montana and works at the crime lab which is why we are trying to take this slow, we make a wrong move and both our careers could be in jeopardy."
"Putting your job on the line for this girl, she must be some girl."
"She is, she's the kind of girl that would make you proud Pop's."
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True to his word Danny took the train straight to Queens from his parents house. Talking with his folks about Lindsay really cemented his feelings for her. She was special, she wasn't going anywhere fast. She was sticking around, for a long while. He buzzed the door, and was buzzed up immediately. Which was strange
"Why the hell are you knocking you have a…" the door was pulled open with force " Oh, Hey Danny, thought you were Benji. How you feeling?" Jenna asked greeting Danny at the door.
"Been better, but could be worse." Danny smiled. "Benji?"
"He hates it, and should have been back already."
"Okay, gotcha." Danny smirked, He'd only met Ben once, but he seemed like a good guy, "So how you been Jenna?"
"Not bad, glad to have my Lindsay back, that trial messed her up."
"Yea, You and me both. She here?" He asked, she wasn't in the main rooms.
Jenna looked around, "You know I haven't seen her in awhile, but she should be in her room." Seeing the puzzled expression on Danny's face Jenna clarified "first door on your right."
"Thanks Jenna."
The door was closed, Danny knocked once, but nothing so he slowly turned the door knob, the room was lit by only a small table lamp, Lindsay lay curled up on her bed fast asleep. She looked so angelic, so peaceful. He toed off his shoes by the side of her bed and slipped into it. He reached up to play with a strand of hair and if on reflex she rolled to him, curling up against his body. Taking in a big whiff of her hair he relaxed as the coconut smell intoxicated his senses, she had showered since being home and was relaxing in a pair of well worn sweat pants and a tank. He placed a gentle kiss to her head.
"Danny." She moaned as she stretched. His nether regions twitched at the sleepy raspy tone in her voice. She was waking up. "Mmmm." She finished off a stretch and repositioned in Danny's hold. "Danny, how long have you been here? How long have I been out?"
"Well." He gave her a smile, "I've been here just a few minutes, as for how long you've been out, your guess is better than mine."
"So a while." Lindsay laughed "How was dinner?"
"Pretty good." Danny said thinking back. "My ma made a big deal out of a whole lot of nothing."
"Yea, but you expected that." Lindsay giggled.
"True."
"Lindsay, Danny, pizza's FINALLY here!" Jenna called from the living room.
"Pizza?" Danny asked
"Oh, Jenna and I got a pizza, sent Ben to get it. Is he just getting back now?"
"Apparently." Danny shrugged.
"You hungry?"
"Am I hungry? When I get around to taking you to my parents, I'll ask you that question."
"So no?"
"No." Danny chuckled.
"Okay, come on, have a beer with us." She said giving a tug. At his arm and pulling him into the living room.
The pizza was open on the table, Jenna and Ben were sitting side by side on the sofa. A box sitting on the end table, the top off. Lindsay handed Danny a beer and took a seat on the floor in front of a chair that Danny took a seat in. Lindsay grabbed a piece of pizza and lean back up against Danny's legs. "Jenna, what's that?" Lindsay asked between bites.
"You know."
"Oh, Jen, really?" Lindsay groaned.
"What?" both Danny and Ben asked looking between the two girls.
"Yes, there are finally four of us here!" Jenna exclaimed grabbing the box and pulling out the plastic container.
"Boxers or Briefs." Danny said sitting forward and reading the side of the box.
"Yes Danny, are you a boxers man or a briefs man?" Jenna teased then eyed Lindsay.
"Wouldn't you like to know." Lindsay grinned giggling when Danny squeezed her shoulders.
"What am I chop liver?" Ben asked
"Benny, you have been running around this apartment for close to a year, I have seen more than I ever wanted to." Lindsay laughed.
"That hurts Linds, and since you're so against this game I'm in."
"I never said I was against it." Lindsay said sitting forward.
"Good so we're playing."
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Before long they were all holding their sides, they were laughing so hard. "So Messer you're a boxers man." Jenna gasped out. He had collected the most boxers tokens compared to Ben's most briefs. "Come on tighty whitey's." Jenna said seductively pulling Ben up and tugging him down the hall.
"Night you two." Lindsay laughed as she began to pick up the game, but was halted by Danny's good hand slipped around her waist. "Danny." Lindsay gasped as his hands slipped under her tank and began to tease the bare flesh. He took a step back and sat in the chair, pulling her into his lap.
She stared into his eye's for a second before sealing her lips to his. His hand slowly traced up her torso before cupping her boob. Lindsay let out a moan, thrusting herself into his hand as his thumb began to trace circles around her nipple. "You know." She puffed, "the mess can wait till the morning."
"Yea?"
"Yea." She said slipping off of his lap and holding out a hand to help pull him off the chair. She took his hand in both of hers and tugged him towards her bedroom.
Lindsay shut the door and snapped the lock into place. Turning to Danny she placed a hand on his chest and gently pushed him until the back of his knees hit the side of the bed, and with a squeak of the bed springs he was sitting. He reached out and pulled her to stand between his legs, she bent down and gave him a slow sensuous kiss letting her fingers run through his hair. "Linds." Danny groaned. "Help me with this." He said gesturing to his sling.
"Danny are you sure?"
"Montana, my arm is fine." His deep blue eyes could only tell the truth at this moment. She reached up and unhooked the belt and the sling fell away. "Better."
"That's what I like to hear." Lindsay grinned before moving to straddle him. His casted arm wrapped around her back to keep her steady, his right hand pulled the strap of her tank top down revealing her bosom to him. As he grasped her chest Lindsay went to work kissing and biting his throat. Danny let out a low long moan as Lindsay began to suck. "Babe, you got me in trouble at dinner by doing that."
"Mmmm." Lindsay smiled "You sound like your 16." Lindsay chuckled into his ear.
"You make me feel like I'm 16 again." Danny breathed.
"Well then." Lindsay smirked sliding off his lap and onto the ground between his knees. She knelt and began to undo his belt with one hand while the other massaged him through his jeans.
"Damn Montana."
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.Day 03…
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Danny woke up the next morning on a cloud of bliss. If the first time he had slept with Lindsay Monroe was good, well last night blew it out of the water. He felt Lindsay stir beneath him. Wait, beneath him! Quickly he realized that he lay against the wall, on his belly, with his arm and half of his weight thrown on top of her.
"Shit Linds, I'm sorry." He apologized rolling off of her.
"No problem, it was actually a little reassuring, meant it wasn't just a dream."
"Thank god for that." He smiled placing a kiss to her forehead—morning breath. "One question Montana." He asked trailing off.
"Yea," she yawned and stretched her naked body rubbing against his.
"Why is your bed so small?"
Lindsay chuckled at that, yea she only had a full sized bed, but it was a small room, and really she didn't need more. "I wanted to have walking room." She shrugged, "plus I'm kind of a fan of cuddling."
Danny grunted.
"Oh that's right you're not a fan of cuddling, why is that again?" she asked snuggling closer to him as he held her tighter.
"I don't know, I was never much of a fan, then I worked a case with a cuddle party and ppppt."
"A Cuddle Party?" Lindsay asked in disbelief
"However, I think you have the ability to convert me."
"Is that so Mr. Messer, it wasn't just a hard hit to the head?"
"Damn Skippy."
"What?" Lindsay laughed
He laughed along with her "I honestly don't know."
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A few hours later Lindsay stood folding yet another load of laundry while Danny took a shower and freshened up. She heard the door open and glanced down the hall, sure enough Danny was walking down the hall in his jeans from last night and freshly laundered, the Yankees shirt Lindsay had worn the other night. "How you feeling Babe?"
"There is no greater pleasure than taking a big, steamy dump." Danny smirked at the disgusted look that crossed Lindsay's face.
"Isn't it a little early in this relatio…whatever this is, to start talking like that?" Lindsay asked skeptically. She had slipped up a little, and almost called it a relationship. That was a sure fire way to spook the poor guy, after all he just got the, to stay on the topic, shit kicked out of him. After all, they were just trying something, it was some drinks, some laughs.
"It's okay Sweetheart, you can call it a relationship." Danny grinned that charming, endearing Messer grin of his as he made his way over to her and with his good hand pulled her into a hug and kissed her temple. "I've had dibs on you for a while now." Lindsay let out a chuckle.
"Is that so Messer? Well maybe I'm a free girl now-after that last comment." Lindsay teased.
"What?" Danny asked flabbergasted. "You asked!" he shook his head, "Seriously woman, you have to read that book of yours closer." He said tapping her ass, then plopping down onto the sofa
Laughing it off, she asked "Which book?"
"Skinny Bitch." Danny said eyeing her up and down. "And why do you have a book like that, you have never been anything but skinny." Lindsay dropped the towel she was folding onto the dining room table and looked at her boyfriend questionably.
"Go suck your mother's tits." Lindsay laughingly spat.
"Excuse me?" Danny asked.
"Guess you just went straight to the chapter on pooping than?" Lindsay asked before answering his question. "And I chunked out with the stress of the trial."
"Chunked out? Babe." Danny said eyeing her. "If you get any skinnier you'll disappear. How you gonna go around tackling suspects when you're a toothpick."
"Have you forgotten where I come from?"
"Not at all MONTANA." Danny grinned, "I'm still trying to get that country air out of my lungs."
"Cute." Lindsay shook her head, picking up her laundry and carrying it to the bedroom. "It probably did you good." She called.
"Sure it did, got me you." Danny mumbled to himself tossing an arm over the couch, knowing Lindsay would soon be occupying the space, and flipped on the TV, not that it mattered, whatever was on would be forgotten within in minutes of her taking her spot cocooned against him. Fingers and ribs be damned.
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.Day 06…
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It was just so nice outside, they just had to find a way to enjoy it. Both Jenna and Lindsay had the day off, it was 86 degrees and sunny, not a cloud in the sky.
"Days like this I wish we had a pool." Lindsay said taking a sip of her morning coffee. It was 10 in the morning and the day looked promising.
"Yea, but our building would never put one in, you have to remember where we live. They'd never be that nice to our roof."
"Doesn't mean we can't." Lindsay said, a cunning and mischievous smile playing at her lips.
Jenna looked at her roommate and her smile grew to mirror Lindsay's. "Linds, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"That we have to run to Target?" Lindsay asked.
"Uh yea!" Jenna got up all excited. "Linds, I'll meet you here in 5 minutes, we have some hopping to do! Get dressed!"
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They arrived back in their apartment, arms packed with bags, and more thrown over their shoulders and weighing them down. "Ugh, who knew we needed so much." Jenna slumped into the nearest chair.
"I don't think it was need as much as impulse." Lindsay chuckled. Now come on, I want to be relaxing and enjoying myself by noon."
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At 12:45 Lindsay and Jenna found themselves up on the roof of their building in their bikini's with a radio, a cooler, and an inflatable pool. The water was chilly, but would warm up soon enough. At about a foot deep it was perfect for relaxing with Mai Tai's on a hot day, and getting a tan with a good friend.
"Okay, so this is completely awesome." Lindsay moaned
"Is that what you tell Danny?" Jenna smirked
Lindsay tilted her sunglasses up to look at her friend. "Maybe, why?"
"Well I could have sworn I heard that same moan coming from your bedroom the other night."
"Oh my god!" Lindsay gasped and splashed water in Jenna's face, "Never once have I commented on how loud you and Ben can be."
"Oh we are not loud."
"Please!" Lindsay threw her head back in laughter "you sound like a freaking cheerleader with your 'Go Ben Go Ben's and he, I swear it's like he won the big game."
"Oh he usually does." Jenna said suggestively. "So, how is he?"
Lindsay eyed Jenna up; she was going to tell her, Jenna was like a sister, more so actually because she chose to be friends with Jenna, she wasn't obligated like she was with Laura and Lily. "Ohhhhh….." Lindsay sighed reminiscing to the other night. "My toes curled so hard….ohhhhh"
"Luck—y duck." Jenna approved, she wasn't about to let her best friend in the world get sucked into another relationship with a crappy sex life, the girl deserved better. "So is he officially your boyfriend?"
"Yea, at least to the parents and close friends, besides Don, no one at the lab knows yet."
"So he told his parent's?"
"His father pointed out the hickey I accidently left on his collarbone."
"Nice."
"Thank you."
"You really are proud of yourself for that." Came a deep voice from over by the stair well.
"Shit!" Both girls jumped. "Danny, what the fuck!" Lindsay gasped holding a hand to her heart praying it would stop racing and soon. Lindsay wrapped a beach towel around herself and moved towards Danny,
"So you accidently marked me here?" He said pulling at the collar of his t-shirt.
"Maybe," She grinned playfully "How can I make it up to you?" Danny reached out and held her at her waist.
"You know, I wouldn't mind getting a good look at what you have hiding under here." He smirked pulling at the edge of the towel.
"Well, all you had to do was ask." Lindsay said seductively before unwrapping the towel revealing a very skimpy striped baby blue and white bikini.
Danny sucked in a deep gulp of air "Damn woman."
Grinning like the cat that ate the canary Lindsay quickly planted a long welcoming kiss to his lips. "Dudes!" Jenna called, "Go down to the apartment or turn it down to PG leaning towards PG 13 in front of virgin eyes."
"Virgin eyes, my eye!" Lindsay scoffed. She bent down to open the cooler and felt Danny's eye's on her every second. She retrieved him a beer and steeped back into the pool. "Danny you going to join us?" Lindsay pouted.
"Don't think there's much room Babe. How about…" He unfolded a beach chair they had brought up with them, stepped out of his shoes, and plunked his feet in the water and toyed with . "Better?"
"Slightly, so how was the doctors?"
"Healing well, next week." Danny said waving his casted hand.
"So you'll be back in full functioning order?" Lindsay asked.
"Yup, and then it won't just be your toes curling hard." Danny teased, his eyes glinting.
"Ohhhhh!" Jenna laughed while Lindsay looked on in shock.
"Seriously!" She laughed off the embarrassment "How long were you standing there!"
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.Day 09…
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Lindsay hadn't seen Danny in two days. He had spent Sunday with his parents on Staten Island, his mom making a fuss over him in his injured state and stuffing him to capacity, and yesterday Lindsay and Jenna had a girl's day out: Big old shopping trip, spa day. She was excited to see him,
Danny was lounging on his sofa watching Sports Center as the Yankee game was at a rain delay, when he heard a buzz at the door. Leaping up he rushed over to the intercom. "Linds that you?"
"Yea Dan, buzz me up, it's rainy and the food is slipping." She called over the crinkle of the paper bag she held.
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When Lindsay made it to his floor, she was happy to see him lounging against his door frame waiting for her. Her met her half way down the hall, took the bag and planted a long wet kiss to her rain splattered face. "Hi."
"Hiya." Lindsay grinned back like a fool. Oh the early parts of a relationship.
"Did you get very wet on your way over?" Danny asked holding the door open to the apartment letting her in first before heading over to the island and unpacking cartons upon cartons of Chinese.
"Nah, the downpour came when I was in the Dumpling House." Lindsay said to his back pulling her hood off and slipping out of the trench rain coat she wore.
"That's good to hear." Danny said turning to look at her, stopping dead in his tracks, she looked different. "Linds, you cut your hair."
"Yea." She smiled, "You like it?" she asked slightly nervously.
Danny took her in for a millisecond; the cut framed her face and was just. "Yea, I like it," Danny concurred, then moved to cup her cheeks and kissed her softly, sensuously on the lips as to confirm. "You look more like the city girl you are."
"The city girl I am? Does that put an end to Montana?"
"Sweetheart, nothing is going to put an end to Montana."
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The team was celebrating the reopening of their crime lab at the local watering hole. Drinks had been pouring strong and fast all night. And to their credit Danny and Lindsay were doing very well at not looking too couple-ish. They were in a very heated game of pool, Danny and Lindsay against Hawkes and Stella, and it came down to a duel for the 8 ball. Lindsay sunk it with expert ease after both Danny and Stella had missed. "What Up!" Lindsay shouted.
"At's my girl." Danny said throwing an arm around her and placing a kiss to his temple, before realizing how that could look and took a long sip of his beer. He felt Stella and Hawkes eyes on him, but they acted as if it was nothing out of the ordinary, because really it wasn't, at least not for the couple they truly were.
Flack seeing that they were finally done playing came up and threw an arm around both of them. "Messer, you see the blonde by the bar?" He asked nodding. Danny looked up, checked out the girl for his friend.
"Yea, what's up man."
"I need a wingman; you don't mind me stealing your man for a few minutes do you Linds? Great."
"Your man?" Stella asked. Lindsay shot a help me look at Danny, he shrugged,
"Guess, cats out of the bag. Flack man, what's your angle?"
"You know Flack," Lindsay said eyeing the girl in question up. "I think she's lost that loving feeling."
"What?"
"Don't mind Montana, Top Gun was on earlier."
"That and as punishment for his slip of the tongue, oh and I just want to see you too make asses out of yourselves."
"I'm all for that." Stella smirked. Digging a quarter out of her back pocket and moving to the jukebox to select the song.
"Not gonna happen Monroe." Flack shook his head
"Hey I mean if you're chicken"
"Messer, what's with your girlfriend?" Flack asked laughing. "Linds you don't mess with the classics, and we." He gestured between himself, Danny, and Hawkes, "Do not use cheesy pick up lines. We are classy guys."
"Okay, good luck, because Mr. neck beard is moving in on your mark as we speak."
"What?" he spun around. "Messer, go, head him off."
Lindsay watched as Danny and Don broke the ice with the new girl. "So, your man? How long has this been going on?" Stella came up next to her another round of drinks as You've Lost That Loving Feeling began to play .
Lindsay took a sip of her long island before she began to talk. "Since the trial in Montana ended, we just sort of came to terms with it."
"Since you got back? Really?"
"Well….."
"Well what? There's more to that, I know it."
"Fine, I need someone on my side to finally have one up on him.-he flew out to Montana for the second day of my testimony."
"No shit, Danny Messer? Left New York? On a plane?"
"And was in the paper." Lindsay chuckled taking another gulp.
"I may have to look that up, keep it as black mail. So you're not nervous about this." Stella nodded at Danny and Flack over by the bar.
"Nah, he's going home with me tonight."
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The night wore on, and now that they no longer had to watch how coupley they acted, the more they enjoyed themselves. Lying was not something either was good at or enjoyed doing. It was getting late when Lindsay moved to the jukebox to pick out some songs that were better than the ones currently playing. Her first pick began to play immediately.
Where it began, I can't begin to know when
But then I know it's growing strong
She felt Danny's hands rest on her waist and spin her around and begin to sway with her to the music
Oh, wasn't the spring, whooo
And spring became the summer
Who'd believe you'd come along
Hands, touching hands, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Then suddenly he spun her out and pulled her back in and dance in time to the song as the rest of the bar sang along with the tune. The song wasn't lost on him, it was quickly becoming their song, and it spelled out their current situation perfectly.
Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe it never would
And now I, I look at the night, whooo
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two, oh
And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulder
How can I hurt when holding you
Oh, one, touching one, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet Caroline
"You surprise me you know that right?" Lindsay giggled as he spun her out again.
Good times never seem so good
Oh I've been inclined to believe it never would
Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good
The song changed and Roxanne began playing. Danny pulled Lindsay over to a dark corner and caught her in a searing kiss.
"Take me to bed or lose me forever." Lindsay sighed.
"A top gun reference from my girl, well then." He smirked grabbing her hand and guiding her to the door, he waved a goodbye to Flack and they were headed back to his place.
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.Day 14…
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"Saw you and Monroe cutting the rug last night." Flack observed, spotting Danny as he lifted weights, finishing off some of his physical therapy and getting in a good work out. "You guys doing good?"
"Yea man" Danny asked setting the weights down and squirting some water into his mouth. "Real good."
"You getting a little something something?"
"Flack, man." Danny chuckled. "You really think I'm gonna give you the details."
"Awe, come on, you've been after this girl for about a year…"
"I've been her friend."
"Uh huh, and I'm the King of England."
"Fine." Danny said with a devious smirk, it was something they did, they shared details, one upped each other with their stories, and he had girlfriends that were good in bed before, but never with a girl he cared this much for, and it brought a little something more to the bed. "She's a-surprising."
"Surprising, really? How so?"
"She's not as straight laced as she appears—at all."
"Really. Eating your words are ya."
"Yea, but they taste oh so good." Danny grinned, yea when he first met Lindsay he assumed she was all vanilla, she wasn't and it was awesome. "Sucks that the lab got fixed so quick,"
"She working today?"
"Yea, and I'm back on tomorrow."
"That's quick Dan, it's only been 16 days."
"With my left hand, I think I can handle it Don."
"Aright Danny, but you know there is no shame in taking a few more medical days."
"No shame, just boredom."
"Boredom, Danno you have a fairly new girlfriend, I wouldn't think there would be anything boring in that."
"When she's at the lab and I'm not, yea I'd say there is."
"Well then, guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow."
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A/N 2: Day 02, dinner at the Messer's I couldn't get gym class heroes: cupid chokehold out of my head, hence the make you proud comment.