DISCLAIMER: Any Popular Culture referenced, quoted, basically used in this story/chapter is not mine. I get absolutely nothing, this is purely a creative outlet.

A/N: The end has some heavy accents included, however I am horrible at spelling things out phonetically, so they will be written in italics, a youtube address for the reference will be at the end of the chapter.

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: : Time's Up : :

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Danny looked around Chelsea University from his spot in the common area. "Where the hell is the museum?" he muttered to Angell.

"God, you men." Jessica huffed, "Can never ask for directions."

"And women are any better?" he shouted after her. She was already making her way to a group of faculty members nearby. He quickly followed behind her to give her back up, but saw a group of young girls about the victims age and detoured to ask them if they knew the girl or had seen her around.

She approached them and flashed her badge, "NYPD, Detective Angell, Hello, can anyone direct me to the museum?"

The entire faculty pointed in one direction and started rambling, one of the younger, more attractive men who had not taken his eyes off Jessica since she approached offered to show her the way, he directed her with his hand at her back.

"Actually, can we wait for my partner, he should be…" She turned around and saw Danny talking to a group of co-eds, Greeks, by the letter's on their sweatshirts. "He'll be done in a moment."

"Ey Jess, the girls believe she was rushing but couldn't tell me her name, however by process of elimination she rushed one of three sororities, I got Stella calling to get records." Danny said barely looking up from his notebook.

"Okay, we're a little closer to identifying the girl, and Professor Kevin Olsen has offered to show us to the museum."

"Olsen, why does that sound familiar." Danny pondered before finally looking up. "Of course." Danny sighed. "Kevin, how ya doing man?"

"Messer." Kevin said curtly.

Angell looked between the two men. "Wait you know each other?"

Danny nodded with a small smirk god this was going to be more than just a little awkward. "Jessica meet Detective Monroe's ex-boyfriend."

"Her ex? But I thought she hadn't dated anyone in about a year or so, since before she went home. I mean heard the story about …." Jessica trailed off as she continued to walk between Danny and Kevin. "Oh, you're the one that couldn't (she trailed off what was she going to say "you're the one that sucked in the sack")…. and the one she…" Jessica cut off in a small fit of giggles. "You're the one she kneed in the (in the gonads, the one she had singing soprano)…oh owe."

"She told people about that?" Kevin asked incredulously, looking over at Danny.

He gave a little shrug, "Olsen, women talk, and it was the least she could do, I saw the bruises."

"Bruises!" Angell nearly yelled, "That sweet girl you…oh. You're so lucky I didn't meet her until afterward." She was steamed. Like seriously.

"How is she?" he asked semi sheeply.

Angell eyed Danny up, the entire force knew the two had chemistry, and anyone who worked with Mac's team knew Danny and Lindsay were more than just friends and coworkers, but they did a pretty decent job about hiding it to outsiders. "Oh she is awesome." Angell giggled knowingly after all women talked. She and Lindsay weren't particularly close but Lindsay being Danny's girlfriend and she being closest to Flack on the force, she was around enough, and well the conversations were good.

"She seeing anyone?" He asked Angell, he was avoiding speaking to Danny if at all possible, after all, it was the Messer of it all that was part of what he considered the downfall of their relationship, not that he knew she thought the sex sucked and he was just showing off trying to attain the fairytale loving wife.

Danny remained mute. Jessica eyed him up. He wasn't gloating about the fact that he was bedding his Montana on a regular basis. Oh she could make this oh so uncomfortable if she wanted to. "I'd say so."

"You miss your chance again Messer?" Kevin ribbed. Danny had been quite quiet, which was most unlike him, at least what Kevin knew of him.

Oh this guy was still just as much of a prick as ever, so much for taking the high road and just walking along and thanking him after they got to the building. "I wouldn't put it that way."

"Really, because you know you were part of the reason we broke up."

"Danny Messer." Jessica Angell piped up looking over at him. "You making boyfriends jealous? I could use that for this one guy I can't get off my case."

"Just tell me when and where Detective." Danny grinned "However, I think Don would gladly do it."

"I could use him, however, his girlfriend would actually mind, yours would understand."

"Wait Messer, you and Lindsay weren't or didn't….we broke up for nothing?"

"Dude you got dumped." Jessica laughed, she didn't mind ticking this guy off now, she saw the sign for the building that housed the museum. "And I barely knew either of them at this point, but I can tell you they didn't then but oh do they now."

"What?" Kevin asked stunned into place. "She always told me it was nothin."

Danny gave a little smirk and patted Kevin on the back. "Olsen, back then it was nothing, now it's definitely something, we can manage from here. Thanks man." And he and Angell left him standing at the base of the steps to the building.

They entered the building before either really spoke again. Angell was the first. "Sorry Danny, I know I shouldn't be talking about you and Lindsay, but that guy just irritated the hell outta me."

Dannyt chuckled. "It's aright Jess, to tell ya the truth, I was surprised I kept my trap shut as long as I did."

"Okay," she laughed flipping open her notepad, our guy should be down in the basement.

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"Ey! Love birds!" Flack called jogging down the precinct's hallway toward the young couple walking arms slung around each other toward the door. Danny stopped and turned his head to see his buddy coming after them.

"Yea, Don, what is it?"

"You two coming to the bar tonight?"

"It's a Monday night." Lindsay laughed.

"Yea, but it's a holiday." Flack exclaimed.

Danny hit his head not believing he could forget "It's Columbus Day!"

"It's Columbus Day, it's not even nationally observed." Lindsay pointed out. At the same time

Flack laughed. "Yes, but we have a parade, and here in New York we celebrate right."

"You Irish and your drinking," Lindsay laughed with a comical roll of the eyes. "Where are we meeting?"

"One, this is more an Italian holiday." Flack nodded his head in her boyfriends direction, "And two, what meet? We're going now." He flung an arm over each and wiggled himself in the middle guiding them out into the busy rush hour street and to the left.

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The bar was decked out in Red, White, and Blue; a large Picture of the Santa Maria Was on display above the bar with a banner hanging under it:

Try The Caribbean Devastator (A Columbus Day Cocktail)

All Rum Cocktails: Half Price!

"Well, I'm liking the specials." Lindsay chuckled.

"So a round of Caribbean Devastators?" Danny asked clapping his hands together and heading to the bar.

"What's even in that?" Lindsay asked.

Flack nodded and handed Danny some cash for his end of it, and began to ramble off the ingredients. "White Rum, Spiced Rum, and Pina Colada mix."

Lindsay laughed "Guessing you've had this before."

"Every Year." Danny supplied. "Linds, Don, a table opened in the corner, snag it, I'll meet you over there."

They were 5 feet from the table when they realized that another couple of people were headed in that direction. Headed for their table. "Flack." Lindsay nodded. "Quick flash your badge."

"What? Linds?"

"Do you want to be standing around waiting for a table or sitting and enjoying?" Lindsay asked with a shove. Flack pulled his shirt up so that the hem got caught behind his badge.

"'Scuse me, NYPD." Flack said in a much quieter voice than he generally used when on duty. The crowds parted and they made it to the table first followed by a glare from some ticked patrons.

"Nice Donny."

"Don't call me Donny." Don cringed, "But, good idea."

"Yea sure thing Donny."

"Daniel, your girl." Flack said taking his drink when Danny appeared at his side.

"What's she doing now?" Danny's eyes twinkled when Lindsay's eyes flashed angrily in his direction. The look warmed her more than the rum ever could. Oh, that look was hers, and it was a good look.

"He doesn't like to be called Donny." Lindsay smiled coyly. "Why is that?"

Flack Scoffed, so Danny decided to fill her in. "Something his brother used to tease him with, not exactly a fan."

"Honestly I don't know why I'm taking crap from a hopscotch champion." Flack took a long sip of his drink thinking he had Lindsay.

"Actually, I'm quite proud of that." Lindsay gloated sitting up a little straighter on her stool. "Beat out 40 other girls."

Danny finished a sip of his rum "Thought you were a tom boy Montana."

"I was, but I'm allowed to participate and crush girly sports too."

"Hopscotch is not a sport." Flack jumped in, disgusted that Lindsay would even put it in the same category as football, baseball, basket ball, hell even fencing, but hopscotch!

"Yea, can you hopscotch?" Lindsay challenged. "And hell, the trampoline is an Olympic event, why not hopscotch."

"This is just wrong." Flack said with the same sickened tone.

Danny chuckled "You know what's wrong, my case today, college kid died: death by orgasm." Flack nearly spit his sip across the table.

"What!"

"Yea, they were using horny college kids to test a new sex drug inhaler thing."

"Imagine if that was used in a biological attack." Lindsay thought aloud, and then giggled at the looks the guys gave her, "What? Seriously, What if someone say rigged it up to the air ducts and released it?"

"Sounds like an award winning horror movie /slash/ porno." Flack chuckled getting on board. "Terrorists attack the U.S in biological attack, then boom orgy."

"Nice use of boom man." Danny slapped his buddy on the back.

"Thanks Danno."

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They were all still chuckling when Stella and one of her girlfriends from the DA's office joined them.

"Oh my god, I'm going to sound very Cousin Vinny here, but the two youths you guys sent me with that sex drug case, they are both pieces of work." Valarie the DA sighed plopping down on a bar stool. "and my boyfriend." She said downing a shot Stella had bought them. Thus began a discussion on relationships. Danny got a little uncomfortable and shifted, Don shrugged it off, and Lindsay was a good friend of a friend and listened. "I swear he said as soon as he was made partner, well, he's about to be made partner, and he hasn't so much as looked at a ring, the man sprints past jewelry stores!" she huffed. Lindsay began to chuckle but waved it off.

"Valarie, It will happen, maybe he's waiting for that nice bonus, or already has it." Stella comforted. "And, Linds what is so funny?"

"The second part of that statement could have come out of Vinny too." Lindsay waved the comment off taking a sip of her drink. Valarie sat up a little straighter, and nodded. And then it dawned on Stella, she was about to start the vent, when Lindsay cut in. "Stella, can I do it please?"

"Ah, Yea." Stella laughed. "Lindsay, Montana, Monroe, the labs country girl about to go all New York out of work hair dresser on us all."

Lindsay chuckled before standing up, "I need to stand up for this." She said getting into position. Stella gave Danny a little kick under the table, yanking his and Don's attention back to the girls.

"Linds?" Danny asked noticing his girlfriend standing and brushing her hair down. "What are you doing." Lindsay turned to Danny.

"Oh, she's gonna use Danny." Stella giggled and whispered ticking an elbow into her friends rib.

Lindsay gave Stella a little smirk, turned back to Danny, and put on her best Mona Lisa Vito accent "Well I hate to bring it up because I know you've got enough pressure on you already. But, we agreed to get married as soon as you won your first case. Meanwhile, TEN YEARS LATER, my niece, the daughter of my sister is getting married. My biological clock is [she started tapping her foot with vigor against the hard wood floor making the thumps of a clock] TICKING LIKE THIS and the way this case is going, I ain't never getting married." Lindsay finished collapsing into her seat with a smirk and a long sip of her beverage.

"What the hell was that?" Danny chuckled

"That my friend." Stella gasped trying to regain her composure. "Was one of the best Lisa's I've heard in a long time."

"Thank you." Lindsay giggled. She looked over at Danny, the poor guy was so confused. "Danny? My Cousin Vinny." Lindsay tried to clarify.

"Who is this Vinny?" The entire tabled turned to look at Danny as he spoke the comment.

"Messer." Stella said in a shocked tone. "How have you of all people never seen My Cousin Vinny?-The movie."

Danny gave a little shrug, "I don't know, just never appealed to me."

"Are you kidding me?" Lindsay asked eyeing him up "Joe Pesci as a New York Lawyer defending two kids in Alabama. Oh we are so renting it."

"That so?" Danny said giving his girlfriend a little wink.

"Positive." Lindsay spoke in her Lisa voice again. "Dead on Balls accurate;" Danny gave her a little look, she grinned, gave a shrug of her shoulders, "What? It's an industry term."

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A/N2: I see Lindsay doing a perfect impersonation of this: .com/watch?v=mZyDEhxVFGU&feature=related, in case you've never seen My Cousin Vinny, and if you haven't you should, and rent it, it loses something in censoring.