AN Okay so I still need a bit of inspiration to continue the case, cause it'd be cool to have them actually work for a bit what with all the booty I'm given' em…but I figured you guys had waited long enough, so here's a filler for ya, hope it was worth the wait. ;)
Disclaimer I unfortunately do not own Danny or Flack, if I did believe me I'd have to sensor the stuff I'd be writing. Since they belong to CBS you'll have to make due with what I've written. Mandy is mine, you can't have her, the other characters belong to Anthony Zuiker, I'm just borrowing them and will return them when I'm done.
Stella and Mac werewalking tohis office early one morning having a coffee and talking before the next shift started. They had both figured some important things out about the video feed that had mysteriously been removed and replaced the night before.
"I told them to keep it out of the lab." Mac sighed as he opened the door for her.
Stella smiled, "Technically that wasn't the lab, it was the elevator and it was in the middle of the night."
"You think I should just let this go?" Mac asked her.
She fixed his tie and shrugged, "Would it bother you this much if it was anyone but Danny?"
He silently looked down at her hands then back up at her, "I hate it when you do that."
She stepped away and raised an eyebrow, "What fix your tie or read your mind?"
"The latter more so than the former," He said with a sigh.
"Danny is trying really hard to please you Mac, you can't deny that over the past few months he has gone over and above the call to show you he's loyal to this lab." Stella explained, "Lindsay makes him happy, leave it at that."
"At the rate you're going I'm gonna chaperone their dates." Mac said with a smile.
"No at the rate I'm going you'll go on another date of your own and quit worrying about how others in the lab are doing it." She said with a wink as she checked her watch and left his office she wanted to check some results before Danny and Lindsay got there.
Mac smirked to himself as he watched her walk away. Sometimes it was disconcerting how well that woman knew him. She was probably right; he probably should get out more. Maybe when the lab didn't need him so much he'd do that. He sighed and reached for one of the many files on his desk, not yet.
Lindsay opened one eye, then the other, it took her a moment to realize where she was and then she smiled. She turned over; sure enough there he was on his stomach one arm outstretched toward her. She didn't want to wake him so she slowly edged herself out of his bed and reached for a shirt of his that was hanging off a chair next to the bed. She tried to swing her legs over the side of the bed, but the sheet she was under was tucked into the mattress so instead her legs got tangled and she tumbled out of the bed and onto the floor pulling the sheet and blanket with her.
Danny was having a fantastic dream when the cold hit him like a bad shower. He turned and watched the blankets and a pillow slid off the bed, with one eye open he mumbled, "Linds?"
Lord he had a sexy morning voice, too bad she couldn't take advantage because she was too busy desperately trying to wish herself away. Keeping her face planted on the floor she decided not to move, maybe he'd go back to sleep.
No such luck. Danny rolled over and hung his head over the bed, he was still too half asleep to burst out laughing but he was definitely amused, "Uh, Montana?" He used the nickname she hated and poked her sides, "you alive?"
She shook her head, "No I'm dead, go back to sleep."
He chuckled, "Well that's not good, how am I going to explain to Mac that your dead body is on my bedroom floor?"
"I don't care just stop talking to me," She said pulling the blanket over her head.
"I could probably come up with a good eulogy," He mused lying on his back hanging his arm off the bed so that his hand was on her thigh, "Today we bury Lindsay Monroe, I only went out with her a handful of times," He said very solemnly, "But I gotta say she was much more beautiful before she was all dead and decomposing. I hope the embalm…" He couldn't finish because she had sat up and smacked him in the head with the pillow.
She was laughing, "You're a complete idiot," She shmucked him again, but this time he caught hold of her wrist.
He pushed the pillow out of his face and grinned at her, "I'm not the klutz who fell out of bed."
She blushed, "Yeah well," Standing she dropped the pillow on his head, "I have no explanation for that, I'm going to get some coffee or tea or whatever it is you have."
"Cupboard next to the fridge," He mumbled from under the pillow.
She shook her head and went to leave, "Maybe I'll shower first," She said evilly, sure enough she heard him jump out of the bed and promptly stub his toe on his dresser as he made to catch up with her.
"Oh, damn," He muttered and hopped up and down a few times. He turned his back to her cause he knew she'd laugh and he wanted to think of a good retort.
Instead she went over and wrapped her arms around his naked torso. She kissed his back right in between the shoulder blades and ran her fingers over his stomach, "Now who's the klutz," She whispered against his skin, then let go and left the room.
He threw his head back and groaned, "You're gonna be the death of me woman."
She chuckled, "I'd have fun explaining that to Mac."
"Oh that's it," He called and ran out of the room causing her to squeal and laugh while trying to run away from him. He caught her around his couch and picked her up, "I think that shower idea is better than coffee."
She was laughing so hard she just nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck, any problems they could have had were still quite forgotten at that moment.
Mandy laughed when she saw the number come up on her phone. She answered, "Hey there Mike how was your night?"
"Not too bad Carol," Flack countered, "Why is it we keep referring to each other as couples from old family television shows?"
"I have no idea; it just seemed like the thing to do," Mandy said, "Besides the Brady's had more troubles then the Cleaver family, they suit our situation better."
"Ah but the idea of Greg and Marsha together is downright disturbing." Flack laughed.
"Good point, speaking of our derelict project couple how do you think they're doing?" Mandy asked.
"Well if Lindsay didn't call you last night then I'd guess they're doing pretty good." He knocked on her door.
She hung up and opened the door to give him a quick kiss before responding, "She did call to tell me that she was leaving for the night."
"Hmm," He handed her the coffee he'd picked up for her and mused, "Well, then I guess I'll find out when I visit the lab today, wish me luck."
She put her free hand up to his face and kissed him again, "Good luck and keep me informed." She raised the coffee at him, "Thanks for this."
He smiled, "No problem, I'll see you later?"
"You bet," She waved and shut her door while sipping the coffee with a smile.
Mac looked up as Lindsay and Danny walked briskly passed his office toward the lab. He checked his watch and headed out to follow them. Stella stopped him as he opened the door, "Don't," She said as she put a hand on his arm.
He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "I told them not to let their relationship affect their job." He checked his watch again, "They're late."
Stella shook her head and smiled at him, "No, instead of twenty minutes early they're fifteen minutes early. You're reaching."
His mouth went into a line, basically because he was finding it difficult not to smile at her, "Fine you're right."
She looped an arm around his neck, "When will you realized I'm always right."
He finally smiled and looked like was about to say something just as his cell phone rang, "Taylor…what?...the owner's son? I thought he was away at boarding school. Okay, yeah, we'll be right there."
"What's up?" Stella asked intrigued.
"We have a new suspect for the fire." Mac explained, "They've got a warrant for owners home, specifically his son's room."
"I'll go tell Danny and Lindsay to meet us there." She said walking away from him.
He nodded, "I'll call Flack and get him to pick up the warrant and meet us there."