Lindsay sat at the bar, a coaster spinning absent-mindedly in her hand. Her mind was going through the previous encounter with Mac earlier on. He had told her that her current case would be classified as closed from tomorrow morning. Her shift had ended, and she needed to just get home. Telling the family the bad news was possibly the worst part of her day. Lindsay had been working on the Portius case for just over three months, with Danny's occasional help. Three months without a break is a very uncommon scenario for Lindsay. She wasn't just damn well good at her job, but she wanted to help those families, help find the peace for the victims; a good sight more than why other people done it. Lindsay had been so involved in her own thoughts that she didn't see Danny sitting at the bar staring at her.

Only when Danny saw Lindsay blink did he realise that she was out of her daze, and he seized the moment to go sit with her. While trying to grab the attention of the bar man, Lindsay had acquired another guest.

"Go back to the country. You're not wanted here" Matthew Portius spat, looking down on Lindsay in frightening proximity.

Matthew's voice was of such a tone that a hush enveloped the small bar and everyone in the room turned to see what would happen next. The entire population of the room was on tenterhooks, hanging on to Lindsay's next word. However, Lindsay ignored Matthew, but let the comment cut her deep down. So what if she had come from the country. She had good merits to be here, and she would be damned if she let the brother of a victim she had no intention of giving up on make her doubt herself. Danny turned around to be privy to the sight of Matthew clenching his fists in front of Lindsay. Before even having a chance to think, Danny leapt from his stool, and punched him square in the jaw, knocking him back a few paces. The incident was over before anyone could react, and the bar man choose to throw out Matthew, after seeing the shock on Lindsay's face.

Danny proceeded to order him and Lindsay a drink, and sat down with her. For a while Danny didn't speak, Lindsay was still in shock and he didn't want to do anything to make it any worse. However, the silence was soon becoming uncomfortable for Danny.

"What an ass" Danny said under his breath.

Lindsay smiled slightly, "He was only looking out for his sister"

"Funny way of showing it, if you ask me" Danny said sharply.

Lindsay shook her head with a bigger smile this time. She got up and walked over to the bar, asking the bar man for something in a hushed tone. He quickly went out to the storeroom and handed Lindsay a towel covering something. Lindsay returned to the table, and grabbed Danny's hand. A spark of electricity ran down her spine from touching him for what felt like the first time. Of course, they had touched before, but not as intimately as this. She lingered for a moment, then placed his hand on the table, and placed this towel-covered ice over his hand.

"How's that?" Lindsay giggled nervously, holding the ice in place while she moved her chair around slightly.

"Honestly? Freezing?" Danny said, chuckling.

They laughed together for a moment, then their eyes locked and silence took over. The connection between them was almost tangible. Lindsay bit her lip subconsciously, sending Danny crazy inside. Danny moved his hand ever so slowly over to the ice pack, and placed it gently on top of hers. The sensation was overwhelming for then both, so much so that Lindsay's heart skipped a beat.

"Do you make a habit of this?" Lindsay joked, trying to lighten the mood, "Jumping in to save damsels in distress?"

Danny swallowed hard, he debated for a moment about joking along with her, but his heart was telling him to tell Lindsay the truth about why he done it.

"Only when I fancy the damsel" Danny said, averting his eyes from Lindsay's for the first time since they had their 'moment'.

Lindsay sat there, stunned. Danny could feel her pulse against his finger, it was already racing and that was only from grazing her hand. Lindsay suddenly closed her eyes for a while, and was almost smirking. Danny could tell she was trying to hide a smile, and he kind of liked it. Lindsay opened her eyes slowly, and every so sexily. She leaned in slowly, and Danny reciprocated.

"It's not the alcohol?" Lindsay whispered, their lips almost touching. She could feel the anticipation, but she needed to know for sure that Danny had meant what he said.

"Just you" Danny breathed, touching her lips softly with his own.

It was the perfect kiss for them both. Just a friendly meeting of lips, that's all. It would be the finish of their plain friendship, and the start of an exciting new relationship.