Hello, *looks guilty* yes I'm a very bad person but here is the next chapter AT LAST! Sorry xxxxx

Perfect

Danny rubbed his eyes as he collapsed on the sofa in the workroom. Lindsey was refusing to talk to Sheldon, refusing to work with him, and Danny was surprised at himself; never before had he spent so much time actually working in the lab, but these days he needed an excuse to be away from Lindsey. When she was on shift he did his best to be out drinking with Don or whoever, and whenever he thought of Lucy it was accompanied by a pang of guilt. The relationship was strained, to make the understatement of the century. And besides that, Sheldon only had eyes for Jacob, in fact it was like he only had time for Jacob, Danny only ever saw Sheldon at the lab; Jacob was the focal point of Sheldon's life it seemed.

Danny groaned. Jacob was a great guy, too great. And he pissed. Danny. Off. He had perfect curly chestnut brown hair, was two inches taller than Danny (which was always a problem unless the added two inches made Don Flack), was witty, intelligent, had almond shaped brown eyes and worst of all, he made Sheldon happy. Danny had never seen such a smile on Sheldon's lips before Jacob arrived. And of course it doesn't exactly add anything to your mood when your friend wanders in yawning only to explain that he was up all night having sex three times when you're not getting any at all. Danny's head lolled back against the wall, his eyes closed. Of course he was happy Sheldon was happy, but seriously, could this Jacob guy just not be so perfect? It was bad enough having to deal with perfect Sheldon for over eight years.

At the sound of the door Danny opened one eye. Speak of the devil. Sheldon came in and put a file down at his desk. Danny noticed he was wearing that light blue top that he looked so good in.

"Don't say hello or anything, I'm just part of the furniture," Danny grumbled. Sheldon didn't look up from his laptop but he smirked slightly as he replied.

"Hmm, Mac did say we'd be getting new couches, oh wait!" Sheldon looked up to the ceiling as if he'd forgotten something. "Or did he mean couch potatoes?"

"Ha ha." Danny said without any enthusiasm. He sat up as he continued, "I'm anything but a couch potato these days." Sheldon walked over Danny and sat on a swivel chair opposite him.

"When was the last time you went home?" he asked his voice full of concern. Danny rubbed a hand over his forehead.

"Ask me another!" Danny smiled weakly. "So how long where you keeping the neighbours up for last night?"

Sheldon grinned. "Nah, don't worry, I won't make you feel any more impotent than you do already-"

"Oh thanks!"

"-Jacob was working last night."

Danny leaned his elbows on his knees as he looked up at Sheldon. "He managed to get a job? Is he a butcher by any chance?" Sheldon sighed with annoyance.

"What have you got against Jacob?" he demanded, his smile replaced by a frown, his soft brown eyes now glaring a little at Danny. "What has he done to you to make you hate him?" Danny immediately regretted his words, and deep inside him something wished that one day Sheldon would smile at him the way he smiled at Jacob. Sheldon leaned on the back of the chair. "You're too quick to make judgements." He remarked. Danny turned the corners of his mouth down and nodded as he silently agreed with Sheldon. Then he shrugged and spoke.

"I'm sorry, I am, it's just…you know, before Jacob came along I felt like, we'd got closer. Now, you just spend all your time with him."

"After spending five years away from him." Sheldon pointed out none too gently. There was a silence. Finally Danny broke it.

"All right, I'm wrong I know," he glanced up at Sheldon who had his chin in his hand while his elbow rested on the chair back. "but you know, I've already had to deal with one perfect person for almost ten years, it doesn't do much for my ego to have another suddenly waltz in!" Sheldon snorted.

"Your ego, " he started incredulously, "has never deflated once since I've known you! A little prick would do you good." There was a pause while Danny tried to stop himself from sniggering and Sheldon gradually understood Danny's sexual interpretation of what he'd said. "Oh come on!" Sheldon struggled to hold back a laugh. "how old do you think you are Danny Messer?" The gravity of the conversation broken the two men dissolved into fits of childish laughter.

Sheldon walked down to the underground car park, jingling his keys in his hand and whistling, glad that Danny wasn't evilling him anymore. Danny had demanded that at least once a week they should go for a drink together. Don had found this hilarious, but he soon agreed and started putting his own orders in for more "Encyclopaedia Sheldonia time". Sheldon laughed to himself as he remembered the whole thing collapsing into a fit of giggles. Danny had requested that Jacob never be mentioned, Don had requested that Jacob was kept out of sight, Danny requested Jacob be sent far away and so on until it ended up with Don and Danny's elaborate plot to steal the Tardis, go back in time and make sure Jacob was never born. Sheldon shook his head, smiling as he reached his car, unlocked it and walked to the door. Suddenly someone pressed him forcefully against the car, then grabbed him by his collar and shoved him backwards towards the wall. Sheldon struggled and caught a glimpse of an NYPD badge as he was roughly pinned against the concrete wall and a hand pulled his chin up. Sheldon rolled his eyes and let out the breath he'd been holding.

"Jacob!"

Jacob grinned and pressed his body against Sheldon's.

"What? Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that!" he started kissing Sheldon's neck, working his way to Sheldon's collarbone while sliding his hand up his boyfriend's top. "Little bit of danger never did anyone any harm." Sheldon tried to reprimand him but was stopped by Jacob's mouth. As Jacob slid his tongue in his hands wandered over Sheldon's ass, and he pressed his thigh between Sheldon's legs. Sheldon entwined his hands in Jacob's hair as Jacob kissed his cheek and then back down his neck.

"Get in the car" Jacob murmured. Sheldon needed no second bidding.

Stella walked into Mac's office, her curls tied up to keep them out of her face.

"Hey."

Mac looked up and smiled. "Hey," he closed his laptop as Stella seated herself on the other side of the desk. "what do you want to do tonight?"

"Well," Stella leaned forwards, "I was thinking…pizza then a movie?" Mac nodded, but Stella hadn't finished, "but then I thought why not try something more adventurous?" Mac raised his eyebrows.

"Adventurous? I'm not very adventurous."

Stella pushed a curl behind her ear. "You know it's gonna be a long night, and everyone else has gone so…."

Within minutes, giggling like naughty school children Mac and Stella sneaked into Chief Sinclair's office, made sure the door was locked, then Mac took Stella around the waist, swept most of Chief's papers onto the floor and lay her across the desk as they started kissing.

And while Mac and Stella were making love on Chief Sinclair's desk, and Sheldon and Jacob were having passionate sex in the back of car, someone else had arrived at an unfamiliar flat, making out with the owner of the flat, the couple making their way to the bedroom, getting into bed and fucking.