Here it goes; the last part of this story. Hope you enjoy, I think I might, I repeat, might be doing another sequel, but don't hold me to it!

I don't own CSI or the Song.

Nice Girls and Country Music

The rest of the dinner consisted of discussion of what Flack might do to Danny with the information that Lindsay had inadvertently divulged, the touristy places in New York that Lindsay hadn't been yet (there were a lot!) and a LOT of flirting.

The waitress had taken their empty plates and Danny's credit card away a few minutes ago whilst they were having a heated discussion about whether a wheat field was better than the New York skyline.

"You know Linds, we're never gonna agree on this"

"Well, you haven't actually seen a wheat field yet"

"OK, so we'll continue this when I have..." Danny said, effectively closing the conversation for the night, he looked at his watch, "... and we better get going"

"Going, where?"

"It's a surprise Montana..." Danny said, standing up to get his card from the returning waitress and extending a hand to Lindsay, "... now come on or we'll be late."

"You do realise I hate surprises." She replied, taking his hand as he led her hurriedly out of the restaurant.

"Just trust me will you Montana?"

Lindsay had expected to be getting into Danny's car again, so when he began to walk down the street she was caught unawares and had to walk much faster to catch him up, especially with the speed he was walking, she was almost running.

"You know Danny, you may want to get there quickly, but you don't have to wear 4 inch heels" Lindsay said sarcastically just before she reached him, he stopped and turned to her.

"You want me to carry you?" He said with a wink.

"No, just, slow down."

"No worries, we're here now anyway."

Lindsay looked up at the building they were stood outside, it was a bar, but not any bar, from inside she could hear live music, and it sounded like country music. A smile crept across her face.

"You know Danny, taking me here ain't gonna do anything to help rebuild your rep." She said, glancing over at him.

"Just go in would you Montana." Danny said, pressing his palm on her bare lower back, sending shivers up her spine and sending his head into a spin at the feel of her soft skin.

Inside was just as Lindsay had expected; a small stage to the rear with a live band playing old country songs, booth seats around the perimeter of the bar, wooden circular tables with chairs around, an old wooden bar surrounded by bar stools with an array of spirits on the back wall. It was just like the bars in Bozeman she used to go into after a hard shift. They headed over to the bar, sitting on two free stools and ordered their drinks which were quickly served.

"Wow Danny, this definitely isn't the sort of place I'd expect you to go."

"Well actually I've never been before, but thought you'd like it."

"Well you thought right, it's just like home." She was still beaming, Danny was amazed at how happy one bar could make her, but he knew she missed home so wanted to give her the next best thing.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, listening to the band, occasionally glancing at each other. They clapped the band as they finished their song when a woman with a clip board came onto the stage. Lindsay looked confused.

"It's open mic night" explained Danny. Lindsay nodded understandingly.

The announcer finished clapping the exiting band, "OK folks, next up we have a young man who hasn't been up here before so let's be nice..." Danny smiled at Lindsay and stood up from his stool, again Lindsay looked very confused, "... let's give it up for Danny Messer".

The rest of the bar started clapping as Danny walked towards the stage, Lindsay joined in eventually when it hit her what was going on, shaking her head and smiling at him as he sat on the stool in front of the microphone with a guitar on his knee. What is he doing? And damn he looks hot with a guitar. He looked slightly terrified, which made Lindsay smile even more.

"Hi everyone, OK, so I'm gonna do a song tonight for a lovely young lady sat over there at the bar..." Danny looked her in the eye and smiled, she still had a beaming smile on her face, "... this is for you Montana."

Danny took a deep breath, just him and his guitar, and began playing, Lindsay recognised the opening chords immediately, Summertime by Kenny Chesney, it was her favourite song; she and Danny had been discussing it the other day at work. The broad smile got even broader as he began to sing, looking directly at her the whole time, she felt like the only person in the room. She'd never heard him play the guitar or sing before, she knew he played, but the singing was a surprise, and even more surprising he was really good. The whole bar seemed to be enjoying Danny's acoustic rendition of Lindsay's favourite song, and his nervousness seemed to have dissipated as he came to the end of the song. When he finished everyone in the bar, including Lindsay, stood, clapping. Danny bowed his head to the audience as the announcer came back onto the stage clapping frantically. She must have said something but Lindsay didn't hear, she was too busy watching Danny as he made his way back over to her, people patting him on the back and saying how good it was on the way.

When he finally reached her she all but jumped on him, pressing her lips to his in a passionate kiss, to which the bar began applauding again, much to the embarrassment of the young couple.

As the next performer took to the stage Danny and Lindsay made their way over to one of the booths with their drinks.

"So I take it you liked it then Montana?" Danny asked with the famous Messer grin, the first thing either of them had said since the kiss.

"It was alright..." she said sarcastically, Danny just continued to stare at her, "...OK it was great, I loved it, thank you. You know what, I've never been serenaded on a first date, actually, come to think of it I don't think I've ever been serenaded."

"Didn't the boys back in Montana like to serenade beautiful women?" Danny said, putting on a terrible western accent on the name of her home state.

"Obviously not..." Lindsay said with a confident smile, "...and I thought you were trying to rebuild your rep Dan, not knock it down completely!?"

Danny smiled, "You know what Linds, as long as I get to see that smile on your face, I don't care what Flack says".

Danny's comment not only made Lindsay smile, that smile that he loved so much he was willing to risk utter humiliation on being able to see it, but also made her cheeks blush, the same blush she got when he smiled at her, when he told her she was beautiful or when she was curled up in his arms after sleeping together, and he loved it almost as much as her smile.

They continued to talk, mostly about Montana, and Danny tried to find out what Montana boys actually did like to do for beautiful women, unsuccessfully.

"So Montana, you ready to go?"

"Sure, but you are aware that this is technically our first date and I'm a nice girl with rules about first dates." She replied with a smirk

Danny just laughed as they walked out of the bar into the cold New York streets. Lindsay shivered so he put his jacket over her shoulders. They walked in silence back to his car; Danny was thinking all the way to the car.

"Linds..." Danny said as they climbed into his car, "... you were joking about that whole first date rule thing weren't you?"

Lindsay laughed, "Well what do you think?"

"Well we have already slept together; don't nice girls have rules about that too?" Danny replied with a smirk.

Lindsay leaned over to him, her mouth millimetres away from his ear, close enough for him to feel her warm breath on his neck and her lips brushed his ear lobe, "You didn't seriously believe me when I said I was a nice girl did you?" Shivers ran through Danny's entire body, a mischievous smile graced Lindsay's lips as she looked at the effect her words had on Danny.

"Besides, I need help taking this dress off" she added, sitting back in her seat and raising her eyebrows.

Danny must have broken every speed restriction getting back to her apartment that night.

Please review; glad you've all been enjoying this story so far.

Also, I know Danny hasn't rebuilt his rep, I couldn't think of anything he could do apart from sleep with a load of women, which I didn't want to happen! If you have any ideas let me know, I might put them in the maybe sequel.