A Girl like You in a Place like This?

Summary:

Danny runs into the last person he expects, in the last place he would have thought to find her. A D/L fic.

A/N: In this story Lindsay's friends were never shot and therefore Danny never went to Montana.

I don't own anyone. They all belong to CBS.

This is my first fic, so comments and constructive criticism are welcome but please no burners. I don't want to be burnt at the stake my first time out.

Thanks so much to Sally Jetson for being my beta.
This fic would have never made it past my word processor without you :)

Chapter 1: Remembering

Danny sits at the bar drinking his beer and checking out the scene around him. A brunette quickly meets his eye but he turns away hurriedly. She isn't his type, not anymore. He notices a cute red head at a table with some friends and gives her his trademark smirk. Almost at once the grin is returned, and a few moments later said red head approaches him. Small talk is made, names are exchanged and drinks are consumed. It doesn't take long for a suggestion to creep into the conversation and the couple to leave the bar together.

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Danny awakes to find himself in a strange bed, and not alone. He gets up, finds his clothes and vacates as quickly and silently as possible. This has become his routine, a far cry from where he was a year ago.

FLASHBACK:

He couldn't believe it; Lindsay had finally come to him. Him, Danny Messer! He had almost given up hope... almost ... but she was finally his. He stroked the head of hair that lay on his naked chest and once again thanked his lucky stars, as she stirred beside him. He had never felt this happy, and he knew that it was only partially from the incredible sex the night before. Sex was one thing he hadn't had in a while… not since he realized what, or who, he really wanted. He couldn't help but smile now that he really had her.

As she opened her eyes and brown eyes met blue a smile surfaced on both their faces. He pulled her closer to him, "Good Morning."

"Morning." Her mouth proceeded to find his as she pressed her entire body more firmly against him. The kiss was soft and tender but quickly started to go deeper and become more intense as they each fought for control. Suddenly Danny flipped them over so that now his weight was pressing down on her and there was no space between their warm bodies.

A cell phone rang in the distance. From the sound Danny knew it was Mac, knew he had to answer it, knew he had to stop… if only his body and hormones would become aware of it.

Somehow he found the will power to stop. "Sorry Babe, have to answer it", as he pressed one last kiss to her forehead. He ran as fast as he could (which wasn't very fast considering his body's preoccupation from just moments ago), and retrieved the jeans he was wearing the night before that never made it to the bedroom.

"Messer"…"Yeah Mac, I'll be there as soon as I can"... "Bye."

Lindsay walked into the living room wearing only a sheet wrapped around her body, hair still messed up, and lips slightly swollen. Danny thought it's the most beautiful he had ever seen her; his lower region seemed to agree which unfortunately wasn't a great concept considering he knew he had to go.

"Mac called you in?"

"Yeah. How 'bout you come over later tonight after shift. I'll cook dinner, we can watch the game, and maybe have a repeat performance of last night?"

Lindsay stood nervously and stared at the floor. "Um, I can't tonight. I'm sorry."

"Girls night out, or you just need to wash your hair? Come to think 'bout it, if it's the second one I could lend you a hand," a smirk now evident on Danny's face.

"Something like that, and I think I can manage on my own." A smile also making its way onto Lindsay's face. "We should probably get dressed and you should be on your way."

"Think it's too late to call in sick?"

She rolled her eyes and started collecting her clothing, which appeared to have made it all over the apartment. After they each finished dressing, they left the apartment, and Danny hailed Lindsay a cab to take her home.

"Well Montana, I guess this is bye for now. Maybe we can do my plan tomorrow?"

"Maybe"

With that Lindsay's lips found Danny's. This time the kiss wasn't soft and tender but filled with passion, heat and something Danny couldn't place… longing… desperation… need?

"Goodbye Danny"

With that Lindsay disappeared into the cab and was gone.

END FLASHBACK

If only he had known. Known that that would be their last kiss, their last touch, the last time he would ever see her. If only he had known that she was really saying goodbye to him, and all they had, and could ever have together.