DISCLAIMER: All imagination no ownership

A/N: sorry it keeps taking so long, hopefully this chapter makes up for it a little, I also have to give props to No Strings Attached, because it's awesome, and well you'll know when you read it. If you read it. Please read it. I hope you enjoy.

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: : One Wedding and a Funeral : :

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Hawkes arrived back at the table with another round of beer when Danny's phone gave an almighty beep. "Dude who is calling you at…" Don glanced at his watch. "2 in the morning."

Danny chuckled pulling his phone out of his pocket. "It's a text." He flipped his phone open. "It's from Lindsay, "Where are you?"

"Oh, so she's texting you at 2 am huh? Okay, so you want to come back strong here. Like where am I, why don't you check your under pants." Don nodded obviously impressed with his answer no matter how intoxicated he may be.

"Yea, don't say that." Hawkes said. "You know Don this is why you're still single."

"And you're not?" Don asked. Hawkes had not said anything about a new woman in his life, and they had been on the topic all night.

"I got a date tomorrow man." Hawkes grinned.

Don looked at the Sheldon with interest. "With who?"

"With that fine thing over there, excuse me." Hawkes said eyeing up a tall dark woman near the bar.

"So what's up with Montana." Don teased.

Danny shot Don a knowing smirk. "My place 20 minutes." He placed a $20 down on the table before standing up and pulling his jacket on. "See ya later bud."

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Danny made it back to his place as quickly as he could. Thank goodness getting out of Manhattan at this hour was easy. And fast, just the thought of Lindsay. Yea it was a booty call, but from his girlfriend. There was no shame in that.

She wasn't sitting in front of his door when he got there, he had thought she would be, it had taken him close to half an hour to get home. It was when he began to unlock the door that he noticed the light peeking out from under the door jamb. He was sure he had turned all the lights off when he left.

He pushed the door open and there she was. The moment he turned from locking the door she nearly attacked him. She wanted him, right here, right now. Danny's hands ran over the silky tank and shorts she wore he pulled her close clutching her to him. Lindsay let out a low moan.

Her hands began working his belt, he moved to the uber sensitive spot on her collarbone, pushing a strap of the camisole off her shoulder. His jeans fell to the floor. Her shirt followed leaving her bare-chested, she had nothing on underneath. Frantically they undressed each other the rest of the way.

Danny scooped Lindsay up, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist. Her back hit wall. Danny sought out her eyes, he was already out of breath just from the intensity of the lip lock, she gave a small nod and with that he thrust into her. There was a small cry and a deep moan. This was not slow, and it was not gentle, they both wanted it too much and neither was complaining. He had her moaning deeper, and crying out harder, as he nearly drove her through the wall. He did not want to bump into the neighbors tomorrow. She let out a whimper and he was scared he had hurt her, but the look on her face was pure lust and the way she was arching her back off the wall…she was urging him on.

"Oh god," she gasped. "I'm coming!" He felt her body stiffen as her cry cracked. Only dogs could hear her. Her body was pulling him deeper, tightening around him, he could not hold out any longer. He groaned deep and exploded inside of her.

"Damn Montana." He panted when the ability to speak returned to him. Danny took the few steps to the couch and sat with Lindsay still wrapped around his waist.

"That good huh." Lindsay giggled then began to nibble at his ear, her fingers teasing all the places she knew turned him on. She was ready to go again. He felt himself twitch to life inside her.

"Linds?" Danny asked questionably. Lindsay leaned back to look Danny in the eye. Her hair was sex tousled, her lips were swollen and there was a familiar gleam in her eyes. In short she was gorgeous.

"Dan, are you really going to try and say you can't because…." She trailed off with a sly smile…. This woman was amazing.

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"So Messer, you hearing wedding bells yet?" Flack asked just looking over the top of his note pad towards his friend.

Danny's head snapped up at that. "What man?" Yea they were working a wedding, their vic was the groom, and several cold feet jokes had already been thrown around. So apparently it was Danny's turn to be picked on. He was in a pretty serious relationship, with a coworker. But he and Lindsay had never been very vocal about their relationship.

"Flack, way too soon." Hawkes said glancing up and catching the stunned look on Danny's face: Deer in headlights.

"What too soon? You've seen the way he and Monroe are. You can't tell me it ain't comin."

"Messer isn't thinking about it yet." Hawkes chuckled glancing over at his friend and co worker. He had been there himself; he had dated his girlfriend several years before he even thought about marriage. "Well he is now."

"Not if I'm gonna end up like this guy." Danny gestured to the corpse. "Now can we please get off my relationship and get back to this poor guy."

"Ya hear that Shel, it's a relationship." Don nudged. Hawkes shook his head. Don knew how to push buttons.

"Would you clowns get to work." Danny chastised, but he was smirking, even if it was out of discomfort. Lindsay his wife. It had possibilities, but it had only been 7 months. Ask him again in 2 maybe 3 years. Maybe then, but no matter how happy he was with Lindsay, the thought of ultimate commitment, it freaked him out. At least at this point in time it did.

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Lindsay made her way into the break room just in time to see Danny drop his head in his hands and groan out a "not you too."

Lindsay laughed at how irritated Danny was and how Stella and Don were all smiles, obviously teasing him about something or other. "What's up?" she asked pouring herself a fresh cup of coffee.

"The guys are giving Danny a hard time." Stella sympathized giving Danny a friendly pat on the back.

"About what?" Lindsay asked. She was quite curious. Danny wasn't one to let his buddies get to him.

"About when you two are gonna get hitched." Don answered for Danny. He was all smiles. Like he was going to get to Lindsay the same way he got to Danny. Yea Lindsay wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.

"Oh, uh huh," Lindsay nodded leaning against a lab table. "And um, who says I'd say yes?" She shot a small wink at Danny that went unnoticed by both Flack and Stella.

Don chuckled, "She's got a valid point."

"Who say's I'd ask." Danny countered. With the same twitch that Lindsay gave him. This is why she was so different. Any other girl it would be "and what did he say?" (when asked about marriage) With Lindsay, she played along. Their timelines had always been slightly off, but since the trial ended, they seemed to sync. Neither was thinking about marriage just yet. That was way, way, way in the future.

"You all ready did." Lindsay giggled referring to the night she and Danny worked the Superman case nearly 2 years ago.

"And you laughed it off." Danny countered.

"We weren't even dating yet."

"Come on a nice wedding, Lindsay in a gorgeous white or you know off white dress." Flack had cut in and had to dodge a smack Lindsay threw his way. Not a white dress, you kidding me. "Church, good meal, open bar, some dancing, a nice party. Can you at least do that in the next 3 years?"

"NO." Both said in unison. They caught each others eye and began to laugh. Well they were agreeing on quite a lot lately. Lindsay never wanted a big white wedding. She had been that way since the age of ten. As for Danny, he'd never really thought of marriage at all, and if he had it was shaken out of his mind moments later. One thing was for sure, he never saw himself getting married in a big ceremony. What was the point?

"Flack I guess you're gonna have to look somewhere else for your next open bar event." Stella grinned patting his back.

"Or you know Flack, you could always meet a nice girl, and throw the party yourself." Lindsay threw in.

Danny let out a bark of a laugh. "Pigs have a better chance of flying Linds."

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"I wouldn't take that kinda crap from a friend." Danny goaded the suspect. Yea. He did it. Case closed.

"But your girlfriend, you'll take that from her." Don muttered to Danny on the way out of interrogation.

Danny looked at his friend. "Yea….well, you don't know my…"

"I know your girlfriend just fine." Flack cut in.

"Not as well as I do." Danny smirked. Oh no one knew Lindsay the way he did. She was nowhere near as straight laced as she seemed. She was surprising, challenging, caring, funny, and well, it was the best sex he'd ever had. He had no problem picking up when she called at any hour especially if it resulted in another night like the one before.

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