yeah, the banter b/t Flack & Stella was great, no?
i love the whole Vampire thing, i could totally see Flack cocking an eye brow just askin' that, straight face & all. :)
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Danny & Abby...i just love em together!!!
i don't know what it is about me, maybe it's cos i can't stand the way Lindsay treats him, maybe it's cos i kinda put a lil bit of me in the mix i used to create Abby Walker, whatever the reasons behind my obsession with this pairing, it causes me to giggle mysteviously! ;p
(also, i just get a kick out of the whole "reading me" part b/t the two of em...) like most things i write concerning Flack, i could totally see Danny doing that, too...stopping, crinkling up his nose & askin' her if she's trying to read him, lol.
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Abby not seeing snow was a cop-out scene i guess. i know that being from the South myself, ya do get to see snow every once in a while (heck, we even had a huge blizzard back in 93) but i had to have them talk a lil bit on the way to the apartment building.
Also, i totally remembered when Danny told Flack that no one in his apartment building knew him...so i had to throw that in there when they met those people in the elevator. :)
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the whole scene b/t Stella & Linday...God!!! i had to give lil miss drama queen her moment, much like i did in Boulevard of Broken Dreams. i mean, it's inevitable that Lindsay would totally freak out (inside of herself, if not outwardly) and think that she had competition with another female in Danny's life.
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MORE TO COME L8ER, PROMISE!!! (totally gonna be some hott kisses b/t D-n-A, lol)
4.12.2008
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Stella Bonasera walked into the lab.
Lindsay Monroe was busying herself with some DNA samples that Stella had sent in to have analyzed. She turned to Stella when she entered the lab and smiled by way of greeting.
"How ya comin' along with our blood, Kiddo?" Stella asked.
"It's your vic's," Lindsay answered as she handed the report over to Stella.
Stella scanned it for a moment, then turned back to Lindsay. "What about the prints?"
Lindsay gestured to her microscope. "It's female. No hits in the system, though."
Stella looked at the slide for herself. "Could be the wife's."
"But her alibi checked out, didn't it?" Lindsay asked.
Stella nodded. "I wonder if maybe Mr. Wakely had a visitor."
"A girlfriend?" Lindsay asked, slowly.
Stella nodded. "Maybe she liked to role play. The weapon is a stake. Maybe they were playing Buffy the Vampire Slayer. But Mr. Wakely got slayed for real this time."
Lindsay smiled.
Stella started to leave the lab, but she stopped herself. "Hey, Lindsay? How ya doin'?"
Lindsay shrugged. "I'm ok."
"Linds, it's me. You can tell me if you're not ok."
Lindsay sighed. "I'm dealing..."
"It'll take time. Trust me. You've delt with your demons and now you can move forward," Stella assured her.
Lindsay nodded. Stella reach out and squeezed Lindsay's shoulders like a good mother would do for her aching child. Then, she turned to leave the lab.
"Um, Stella, have you met the new girl yet?"
Stella stopped at the door, turned back to Lindsay, and stared at her for a moment. "New girl?"
Lindsay nodded. "Yeah. I saw her with Mac earlier. Dark hair, pretty."
A slow smile spread over Stella's face, she leaned up against the door-facing, folding her arms across her chest. "He got her to come here."
"Who?"
"Abby Walker. The profiler from Miami-Dade."
"Miami-Dade? Horatio Caine's Miami-Dade?" Lindsay asked, her face full of confusion.
Stella nodded. "The one and only. Mac told me a few weeks ago that he had spoken to Horatio, but I didn't think he actually went as far as to request permission to get Abby Walker to come here. She's the best female from the South in the field, ya know."
Lindsay shook her head. "I didn't know."
"She's young, too. That makes her more special. She also worked at Quantico."
"Really?" Lindsay felt her heart sink, she had always wanted to work at Quantico.
"Yep." Stella's smile widened a little more. "She could have worked under the FBI, if she'd wanted, cos they really wanted her, but she chose to work at Miami-Dade because her Father had worked with Horatio when he had first moved there. She wanted to be with the people that she knew. Shame, really. She would've done a wonderful job, I'm sure, under the FBI."
"She seems like a very special girl," Lindsay whispered.
"Oh, she is. Danny met her a couple years ago when he went down to Florida with Mac on a high profile case. When he came back, he couldn't shut up about her. Kept going on and on about how she knew exactly what to look for when it came to profiling, but also had the science side of the case under control, too. She's quite the expert when it comes to both sides of the work: psychology and forensics," Stella explained.
Lindsay cleared her throat, she looked nervous. "Danny knows her?"
Stella cocked an eye brow up at the girl before her. "He does. Is that going to be a problem?"
Lindsay shook her head. "No. Why would that be a problem?"
"Where's Danny now?" Stella asked.
Lindsay smiled, shyly. "I dunno. I'm not his keeper."
"Well, earlier he was at my crime scene. Mac called him and he left. I figured he had another case he needed to work on, but you're still here. Wouldn't you go with him if he needed an extra hand?" Stella asked, eyeing her suspicously.
"Not always. Sometimes I do lab work, Stella, you know that."
"True. But you said you wanted to get back into the game, didn't you? I mean, Mac knows you want to be out there, why wouldn't he put you on a case with Danny if you're ready?"
"I don't know, Stella. Why don't you ask Mac yourself?" Lindsay asked, feeling annoyed by all the questioning.
"I was only askin', Linds. You seem a bit jealous of the new girl to me."
"I'm not jealous. I don't think of Danny in that way."
"Sure," Stella answered as she turned and headed out of the lab.
After she was gone, Lindsay sighed heavily. She didn't want to feel jealousy toward the new girl: Abby whatever her name was, but it was hard for Lindsay not to feel that way when it came to Danny Messer. He liked her, and she liked him, but things were complicated for her. Atleast, that's what she kept telling herself so she wouldn't have to make a decision about their future. She reach into her lab coat pocket and pulled out her cell phone. No messages. No missed calls. Nothing! Danny hadn't called her for anything. He usually did if he needed her help on something that was work related.
Was he out on a case somewhere with Flack? She hoped so.
Or was he with Abby, the perfect CSI/Profiler from Miami-Dade. She feared he was.
Stella Bonasera walked into the lab.
Lindsay Monroe was busying herself with some DNA samples that Stella had sent in to have analyzed. She turned to Stella when she entered the lab and smiled by way of greeting.
"How ya comin' along with our blood, Kiddo?" Stella asked.
"It's your vic's," Lindsay answered as she handed the report over to Stella.
Stella scanned it for a moment, then turned back to Lindsay. "What about the prints?"
Lindsay gestured to her microscope. "It's female. No hits in the system, though."
Stella looked at the slide for herself. "Could be the wife's."
"But her alibi checked out, didn't it?" Lindsay asked.
Stella nodded. "I wonder if maybe Mr. Wakely had a visitor."
"A girlfriend?" Lindsay asked, slowly.
Stella nodded. "Maybe she liked to role play. The weapon is a stake. Maybe they were playing Buffy the Vampire Slayer. But Mr. Wakely got slayed for real this time."
Lindsay smiled.
Stella started to leave the lab, but she stopped herself. "Hey, Lindsay? How ya doin'?"
Lindsay shrugged. "I'm ok."
"Linds, it's me. You can tell me if you're not ok."
Lindsay sighed. "I'm dealing..."
"It'll take time. Trust me. You've delt with your demons and now you can move forward," Stella assured her.
Lindsay nodded. Stella reach out and squeezed Lindsay's shoulders like a good mother would do for her aching child. Then, she turned to leave the lab.
"Um, Stella, have you met the new girl yet?"
Stella stopped at the door, turned back to Lindsay, and stared at her for a moment. "New girl?"
Lindsay nodded. "Yeah. I saw her with Mac earlier. Dark hair, pretty."
A slow smile spread over Stella's face, she leaned up against the door-facing, folding her arms across her chest. "He got her to come here."
"Who?"
"Abby Walker. The profiler from Miami-Dade."
"Miami-Dade? Horatio Caine's Miami-Dade?" Lindsay asked, her face full of confusion.
Stella nodded. "The one and only. Mac told me a few weeks ago that he had spoken to Horatio, but I didn't think he actually went as far as to request permission to get Abby Walker to come here. She's the best female from the South in the field, ya know."
Lindsay shook her head. "I didn't know."
"She's young, too. That makes her more special. She also worked at Quantico."
"Really?" Lindsay felt her heart sink, she had always wanted to work at Quantico.
"Yep." Stella's smile widened a little more. "She could have worked under the FBI, if she'd wanted, cos they really wanted her, but she chose to work at Miami-Dade because her Father had worked with Horatio when he had first moved there. She wanted to be with the people that she knew. Shame, really. She would've done a wonderful job, I'm sure, under the FBI."
"She seems like a very special girl," Lindsay whispered.
"Oh, she is. Danny met her a couple years ago when he went down to Florida with Mac on a high profile case. When he came back, he couldn't shut up about her. Kept going on and on about how she knew exactly what to look for when it came to profiling, but also had the science side of the case under control, too. She's quite the expert when it comes to both sides of the work: psychology and forensics," Stella explained.
Lindsay cleared her throat, she looked nervous. "Danny knows her?"
Stella cocked an eye brow up at the girl before her. "He does. Is that going to be a problem?"
Lindsay shook her head. "No. Why would that be a problem?"
"Where's Danny now?" Stella asked.
Lindsay smiled, shyly. "I dunno. I'm not his keeper."
"Well, earlier he was at my crime scene. Mac called him and he left. I figured he had another case he needed to work on, but you're still here. Wouldn't you go with him if he needed an extra hand?" Stella asked, eyeing her suspicously.
"Not always. Sometimes I do lab work, Stella, you know that."
"True. But you said you wanted to get back into the game, didn't you? I mean, Mac knows you want to be out there, why wouldn't he put you on a case with Danny if you're ready?"
"I don't know, Stella. Why don't you ask Mac yourself?" Lindsay asked, feeling annoyed by all the questioning.
"I was only askin', Linds. You seem a bit jealous of the new girl to me."
"I'm not jealous. I don't think of Danny in that way."
"Sure," Stella answered as she turned and headed out of the lab.
After she was gone, Lindsay sighed heavily. She didn't want to feel jealousy toward the new girl: Abby whatever her name was, but it was hard for Lindsay not to feel that way when it came to Danny Messer. He liked her, and she liked him, but things were complicated for her. Atleast, that's what she kept telling herself so she wouldn't have to make a decision about their future. She reach into her lab coat pocket and pulled out her cell phone. No messages. No missed calls. Nothing! Danny hadn't called her for anything. He usually did if he needed her help on something that was work related.
Was he out on a case somewhere with Flack? She hoped so.
Or was he with Abby, the perfect CSI/Profiler from Miami-Dade. She feared he was.
Danny and Abby walked from the parking garage outside of his building.
It was still windy, blowing Abby's dark hair about her shoulders, which was something she would have to get used to, she supposed. Back in Miami, it was windy, but the air was warm and salty. This air was not like that, at all. Strange, she had thought, she thought she would miss the salty air of the beach once she moved to New York, but Abby found herself grateful for the crisp air, the humidity wasn't causing her hair to go flat like it did in Florida.
"When will it snow?" Abby asked, trailing behind Danny, trying to keep up with his fast-paced walking across the pavement that led to his building.
Danny glanced back at her with a smile. "Not for a couple months, still."
"Oh."
Danny stopped. "Have you ever seen snow?"
Abby stared at him for a moment. "I have. I did live in Georgia at one time. It snowed there."
Danny chuckled. "Never seen a blizzard, have ya?"
Abby tilted her head up at the man before her. "No."
Danny said nothing as he turned on his heel and headed back down the pavement. Abby sighed heavily, trying to keep herself calm, as she continued walking behind him.
Danny was different. There was just something not quite right about him, it seemed. Two years before, Danny had been fun and care-free. But now, now, something was off with him. He was in a darker place than he had been when he had come to Miami. Maybe it had to do with Aiden Burn. But Abby didn't want to bring up his dead partner. She figured it would be best to just let Danny tell her what was wrong with him, when the time was right.
The building that Danny lived in, and Abby would now be living in, was nicer than she had expected. She had prepared herself for the worst, but tried to hold out for the best. Good thing she had done just that, because it wasn't that bad. It wasn't like her condo style apartment just up from the beach in Miami, but it was still nice.
It was red brick and looked to have atleast 10 stories that reach the sky. There was even a door-man outfront that opened the door for them and greeted them with a smile and a nod of his cap. While Danny said hi to the man and continued on his way, Abby was taken aback and stared at the man in astonishment that that was his actual day-to-day job, just standing outside an apartment building, greeting the residence as they entered their homes.
They walked down the long hallway that led to an elevator. Abby watched as Danny pushed the button. He turned to her and smiled once more, but said nothing.
"What?" Abby asked, pulling at her shoulder bag. It was getting heavy and he had not offered to carry it for her.
"You looked shocked that I have a door-man."
"Well, I don't take you as the kind of guy who would have such a thing."
Danny reach out to her. Abby stepped back, not sure what he as trying to do.
"Your bag looks heavy..."
"Oh. Sorry." Abby handed the bag over to him.
"This all you brought?" he asked, eying the bag she handed him and the small luggage bag she still held to her side.
Abby nodded. "Horatio is sending me my things later this week."
"So, ya don't have nothin' 'cept what's in these two bags 'ere?" Danny asked as the doors slid open.
Abby shook her head as the doors slid open before them.
A couple, a little older than them, stepped out of the elevator. They gave the two CSI's odd looks, then headed down the hall, toward the front of the building. Danny let Abby step through the doors first. She stepped over to the wall, leaned back against it, and watched as Danny pushed the button for his floor.
"Nobody here knows me..." Danny informed her.
"Really?"
Danny nodded as he stepped over to her. "Lived here for about three years now, nobody knows my name."
"Nobody knew me at my old place..." Abby told him.
Danny glanced around at her. He reach over and squeezed her hand, for a moment, then pulled away. They rode the rest of the way up to the 3rd Floor in silence, but it wasn't an awkward sort of silence, it was a nice one for once. An understanding had been made between the two of them. Danny knew that Abby was very much like he was--private. And they clicked very well with each other. She had felt it from the first day, and he was beginning to realize it more and more with each passing moment they spent together.
It was still windy, blowing Abby's dark hair about her shoulders, which was something she would have to get used to, she supposed. Back in Miami, it was windy, but the air was warm and salty. This air was not like that, at all. Strange, she had thought, she thought she would miss the salty air of the beach once she moved to New York, but Abby found herself grateful for the crisp air, the humidity wasn't causing her hair to go flat like it did in Florida.
"When will it snow?" Abby asked, trailing behind Danny, trying to keep up with his fast-paced walking across the pavement that led to his building.
Danny glanced back at her with a smile. "Not for a couple months, still."
"Oh."
Danny stopped. "Have you ever seen snow?"
Abby stared at him for a moment. "I have. I did live in Georgia at one time. It snowed there."
Danny chuckled. "Never seen a blizzard, have ya?"
Abby tilted her head up at the man before her. "No."
Danny said nothing as he turned on his heel and headed back down the pavement. Abby sighed heavily, trying to keep herself calm, as she continued walking behind him.
Danny was different. There was just something not quite right about him, it seemed. Two years before, Danny had been fun and care-free. But now, now, something was off with him. He was in a darker place than he had been when he had come to Miami. Maybe it had to do with Aiden Burn. But Abby didn't want to bring up his dead partner. She figured it would be best to just let Danny tell her what was wrong with him, when the time was right.
The building that Danny lived in, and Abby would now be living in, was nicer than she had expected. She had prepared herself for the worst, but tried to hold out for the best. Good thing she had done just that, because it wasn't that bad. It wasn't like her condo style apartment just up from the beach in Miami, but it was still nice.
It was red brick and looked to have atleast 10 stories that reach the sky. There was even a door-man outfront that opened the door for them and greeted them with a smile and a nod of his cap. While Danny said hi to the man and continued on his way, Abby was taken aback and stared at the man in astonishment that that was his actual day-to-day job, just standing outside an apartment building, greeting the residence as they entered their homes.
They walked down the long hallway that led to an elevator. Abby watched as Danny pushed the button. He turned to her and smiled once more, but said nothing.
"What?" Abby asked, pulling at her shoulder bag. It was getting heavy and he had not offered to carry it for her.
"You looked shocked that I have a door-man."
"Well, I don't take you as the kind of guy who would have such a thing."
Danny reach out to her. Abby stepped back, not sure what he as trying to do.
"Your bag looks heavy..."
"Oh. Sorry." Abby handed the bag over to him.
"This all you brought?" he asked, eying the bag she handed him and the small luggage bag she still held to her side.
Abby nodded. "Horatio is sending me my things later this week."
"So, ya don't have nothin' 'cept what's in these two bags 'ere?" Danny asked as the doors slid open.
Abby shook her head as the doors slid open before them.
A couple, a little older than them, stepped out of the elevator. They gave the two CSI's odd looks, then headed down the hall, toward the front of the building. Danny let Abby step through the doors first. She stepped over to the wall, leaned back against it, and watched as Danny pushed the button for his floor.
"Nobody here knows me..." Danny informed her.
"Really?"
Danny nodded as he stepped over to her. "Lived here for about three years now, nobody knows my name."
"Nobody knew me at my old place..." Abby told him.
Danny glanced around at her. He reach over and squeezed her hand, for a moment, then pulled away. They rode the rest of the way up to the 3rd Floor in silence, but it wasn't an awkward sort of silence, it was a nice one for once. An understanding had been made between the two of them. Danny knew that Abby was very much like he was--private. And they clicked very well with each other. She had felt it from the first day, and he was beginning to realize it more and more with each passing moment they spent together.
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Abby followed along behind Danny in silence.
She could feel the tension resonating from him. Sure, he hadn't known that she was coming to New York, but was that any reason for him to be behaving like a child? A part of her wondered why Mac had not told him of her move, but she had been afraid to ask him while she had been in his office. Now, with Danny, as they headed toward the SUV, Abby wanted to ask him what was wrong, but she decided against it, because he seemed to be in a world of his own. Danny had a terrible temper and Abby didn't want to piss him off any further than she felt like she already had.
Danny stopped at the end of the hall, infront of the elevator that they would have to take in order to get to the Ground Floor, where he had parked the SUV, and turned to Abby. He stared at her for a moment. She stared back.
"Don't do that, Abby."
Abby frowned. "Do what?"
"Try an' read me like they taught ya at Quantico," he answered, all seriousness in his eyes.
Abby let herself smile. "You think I'm tryin' to read you?"
Danny nodded, a look over his face that screamed: duh!
Abby scoffed, crossing her arms. "Well, I'm not!"
Danny folded his arms with a smirk.
"What?"
"Just don't try an' get inside my head, 'ight?" he asked.
Abby tilted her head up at him. "You got something to hide, Danny?"
Danny laughed. "No."
He turned and pushed the elevator button. When the door slid open, the two of them stepped inside. Danny pushed the G button. Abby stepped back against the wall. Danny turned to her when the elevator started moving downward.
"You look nice," he whispered.
Abby smiled back at him. She reach over and took his hand in hers. "Thanks, Messer."
They stood, holding hands, in silence for the rest of the ride. Once they were on the Ground Floor, they let go of each other's hand and stepped out of the elevator. They crossed the lot toward a silver SUV. Danny led the way, pushed the alarm off, and unlocked the doors in one swift motion. Abby grinned at him as he opened the door for her to put her stuff inside.
"What?" he asked.
Abby shrugged. "No Hummers?"
Danny glanced around the parking area that was reserved for the NYPD. "No Hummers."
"H would die here," Abby told him as she moved closer.
"Ya think?"
Abby nodded as she pushed her hand against Danny's chest. He didn't move back from her, but he didn't make a move on her, either. She continued her venture, pushing her fingertips up his chest, enjoying the grooves that were his muscles, beneath his shirt, over his neck, and finally into his short hair. He didn't push her away, but he seemed anxious.
"Are you ok, Danny?"
Danny licked his lips. "I'm just--"
"What?" Abby asked, her eyes dancing over his face as she stared up into his eyes behind a set of frameless glasses.
"Not here. Ok?"
Abby smiled slow and sweet at him. "You're right."
And with that, she moved back from him. She turned and walked around the SUV, climbed into the passenger seat, and buckled in. Danny wasn't sure what to think about the situation. On the one hand, he had the perfect girl of his dreams right there in New York and she obviously wanted him just as much (if not more) than he wanted her. But things were complicated, like always, in Danny's life. He still had ties to Lindsay, even though she was being completely ridiculous about everything, but he couldn't just turn his back on her. She needed him. Then again, Abby needed him, too. He wasn't sure what to do. He just had to get through the day, he kept reminding himself. Get through the rest of the day, and everything else would just fall into place.
Danny shut the door to the passenger door, opened the driver's door, climbed in, buckled up, and started the SUV without saying a word to Abby while doing so. The cab filled with the Rolling Stones. He glanced over at Abby, half expecting her to roll her eyes much the same way Lindsay did everytime he had control over the tunes, but she didn't. Instead, she only smiled brightly back at him.
"You don't mind?" he asked over the music.
"Naw. The Rolling Stones? Awesome!," Abby answered.
Danny shook his head with a grin. Now he remembered why he found this girl to be so cool. Danny backed the SUV out of it's space, turned, and headed toward the gate. He had been instructed by Mac to take Abby back to his apartment complex, because there had been an opening down the hall from him. He could help her get settled in, stay with her for a while if need be, because he had the rest of the day off. Danny remembered Mac asking him if anyone had moved from his building, but at the time had thought nothing of it. Now he understood perfectly.
Abby followed along behind Danny in silence.
She could feel the tension resonating from him. Sure, he hadn't known that she was coming to New York, but was that any reason for him to be behaving like a child? A part of her wondered why Mac had not told him of her move, but she had been afraid to ask him while she had been in his office. Now, with Danny, as they headed toward the SUV, Abby wanted to ask him what was wrong, but she decided against it, because he seemed to be in a world of his own. Danny had a terrible temper and Abby didn't want to piss him off any further than she felt like she already had.
Danny stopped at the end of the hall, infront of the elevator that they would have to take in order to get to the Ground Floor, where he had parked the SUV, and turned to Abby. He stared at her for a moment. She stared back.
"Don't do that, Abby."
Abby frowned. "Do what?"
"Try an' read me like they taught ya at Quantico," he answered, all seriousness in his eyes.
Abby let herself smile. "You think I'm tryin' to read you?"
Danny nodded, a look over his face that screamed: duh!
Abby scoffed, crossing her arms. "Well, I'm not!"
Danny folded his arms with a smirk.
"What?"
"Just don't try an' get inside my head, 'ight?" he asked.
Abby tilted her head up at him. "You got something to hide, Danny?"
Danny laughed. "No."
He turned and pushed the elevator button. When the door slid open, the two of them stepped inside. Danny pushed the G button. Abby stepped back against the wall. Danny turned to her when the elevator started moving downward.
"You look nice," he whispered.
Abby smiled back at him. She reach over and took his hand in hers. "Thanks, Messer."
They stood, holding hands, in silence for the rest of the ride. Once they were on the Ground Floor, they let go of each other's hand and stepped out of the elevator. They crossed the lot toward a silver SUV. Danny led the way, pushed the alarm off, and unlocked the doors in one swift motion. Abby grinned at him as he opened the door for her to put her stuff inside.
"What?" he asked.
Abby shrugged. "No Hummers?"
Danny glanced around the parking area that was reserved for the NYPD. "No Hummers."
"H would die here," Abby told him as she moved closer.
"Ya think?"
Abby nodded as she pushed her hand against Danny's chest. He didn't move back from her, but he didn't make a move on her, either. She continued her venture, pushing her fingertips up his chest, enjoying the grooves that were his muscles, beneath his shirt, over his neck, and finally into his short hair. He didn't push her away, but he seemed anxious.
"Are you ok, Danny?"
Danny licked his lips. "I'm just--"
"What?" Abby asked, her eyes dancing over his face as she stared up into his eyes behind a set of frameless glasses.
"Not here. Ok?"
Abby smiled slow and sweet at him. "You're right."
And with that, she moved back from him. She turned and walked around the SUV, climbed into the passenger seat, and buckled in. Danny wasn't sure what to think about the situation. On the one hand, he had the perfect girl of his dreams right there in New York and she obviously wanted him just as much (if not more) than he wanted her. But things were complicated, like always, in Danny's life. He still had ties to Lindsay, even though she was being completely ridiculous about everything, but he couldn't just turn his back on her. She needed him. Then again, Abby needed him, too. He wasn't sure what to do. He just had to get through the day, he kept reminding himself. Get through the rest of the day, and everything else would just fall into place.
Danny shut the door to the passenger door, opened the driver's door, climbed in, buckled up, and started the SUV without saying a word to Abby while doing so. The cab filled with the Rolling Stones. He glanced over at Abby, half expecting her to roll her eyes much the same way Lindsay did everytime he had control over the tunes, but she didn't. Instead, she only smiled brightly back at him.
"You don't mind?" he asked over the music.
"Naw. The Rolling Stones? Awesome!," Abby answered.
Danny shook his head with a grin. Now he remembered why he found this girl to be so cool. Danny backed the SUV out of it's space, turned, and headed toward the gate. He had been instructed by Mac to take Abby back to his apartment complex, because there had been an opening down the hall from him. He could help her get settled in, stay with her for a while if need be, because he had the rest of the day off. Danny remembered Mac asking him if anyone had moved from his building, but at the time had thought nothing of it. Now he understood perfectly.
CH 2
Danny and Detective Flack entered the house together.
They headed upstairs where Stella Bonasera and Sheldon Hawkes already were. Stella was taking samples from the vic, a man who appeared to have been stabbed to death, and was lying across an unmade bed. Hawkes was snapping photos.
"What've we got?" Flack asked as he stepped around the bed.
Danny remained close to the door. He was still a little in shock over Abby Walker showing up in the lab that morning. He wondered why she was there. Mac had not mentioned anything about her coming to New York. Was it strictly a visit or was it something else? Was she staying perminently? Was she there to see someone else, but had just stopped by to say hi? Was she transering? Was she going to be helping on a case, then going back to Miami? The questions were endless, but Danny had no answers. He wasn't going to ask Mac, either. He would just watch and wait.
"Danny?"
The younger CSI looked up, shaking himself back to the task at hand. "Yes, Ma'am?"
Stella grinned at him. "You gonna help us, or just stand there day-dreamin'?"
"Sorry."
Danny stepped into the room, reach into his kit, and pulled out his dusting tools. Find fingerprints, he kept telling himself. Work will get your mind off Abby.
"So, this is Mr. Wakely?" Flack was saying next to the window.
"Yep. His wife found him."
Flack wrote something in his pad. "She home at the time of the murder?"
"No. She was at an aerobics class. I'll double check, though," Stella answered.
"We got a weapon over here!" came Hawkes' voice from out in the hallway. A couple seconds later, he entered the room with a broom stick that appeared to have been sharpened at one end like a stake.
"Mr. Wakely a vampire?" Flack asked, cocking a dark eye brow at Stella.
Stella shrugged.
Danny almost jumped out of his skin when he heard the shrill ring of his cell phone. Flack, Stella, and Hawkes stared at him for a moment, all wondering the same thing: what's up with Messer?
"You ok, Dan?" Flack asked, watching him as he fumbled with his cell.
"Messer." Danny gave Flack an annoyed expression before he turned from his friend to take his call.
"This is strange," Stella told Flack and Hawkes.
Hawkes put the home-made stake into a plastic baggie to analyze later. He returned back to the hallway to continue snapping photos. There was plenty of blood in the bedroom, but there was some out in the hallway and he wanted to finish documenting it.
"Ya think the vic was some kinda sick-o that enjoyed dressing up like a vampire?" Flack asked as he pushed the closet door open.
"Possible. I mean, there's a lot of weird stuff that people do in the city. Some of it gives me the heebie-jeebies, Don," Stella shuttered.
Flack glanced over at Stella with a half-smile. "All he has in here are suits and some pajamas."
"Maybe he has a seperate closet for the fetish," Stella answered.
Flack nodded in agreement as he shut the closet back.
Stella stood aback and surveyed the room. "Whoever killed this man was full of rage."
"Lotsa blood."
"And they knew how to get in and get out without anyone seeing them."
"Sure."
"But what I don't get is, why leave the murder weapon behind?" Stella asked, more to herself.
"Inside job? I mean, prints would be all over it, right?" Flack asked.
Stella shrugged, hands on her hips.
"Oh, yeah." Flack smiled at her. "That's where the lab comes in."
"You're catchin' on, Flack. Good job," Stella smiled back innocently.
Danny shut his cell and turned back to Flack and Stella. He looked anxious.
"You ok, Danny?" Stella asked softly.
"Yeah."
"Who's that?" Flack questioned.
"Mac."
Danny turned back to his work. Sure, he was dusting for prints, but he looked distracted. Flack and Stella exchanged looks of concern.
"Something wrong?" Stella pushed.
Danny shook his head, eying the bed side table intently.
"You know, I've got this, Danny, if ya need to leave," Stella continued.
Danny stopped dusting. He looked up. "You sure?"
Stella nodded. "Hawkes is here."
"I can stay if ya need me--"
"Go, Danny! If Mac didn't need ya, he wouldn't have called ya while you were on a job. It must be important."
"I don't wanna leave ya short--"
"Go!" Stella smiled as she said it in a sweet and pleasant tone, instead of saying it in a pushy, domineering sort of way.
Danny glanced at Flack then to Stella. Both of them grinned back at him, sweetly, almost like parents who were proud of their little boy for going potty. After a moment, he nodded ok. He handed his dusting equipment over to Stella then, turned and walked out of the bedroom without another word. He passed Hawkes, who gave him an odd expression but said nothing, then headed downstairs to the front door. He had driven himself over to the scene, so that wouldn't be a problem.
The problem was that he knew what Mac wanted from him. He wanted him to come back to the lab so he could talk to Abby. But the real problem was this: he wasn't sure if he was ready to talk to her...
They headed upstairs where Stella Bonasera and Sheldon Hawkes already were. Stella was taking samples from the vic, a man who appeared to have been stabbed to death, and was lying across an unmade bed. Hawkes was snapping photos.
"What've we got?" Flack asked as he stepped around the bed.
Danny remained close to the door. He was still a little in shock over Abby Walker showing up in the lab that morning. He wondered why she was there. Mac had not mentioned anything about her coming to New York. Was it strictly a visit or was it something else? Was she staying perminently? Was she there to see someone else, but had just stopped by to say hi? Was she transering? Was she going to be helping on a case, then going back to Miami? The questions were endless, but Danny had no answers. He wasn't going to ask Mac, either. He would just watch and wait.
"Danny?"
The younger CSI looked up, shaking himself back to the task at hand. "Yes, Ma'am?"
Stella grinned at him. "You gonna help us, or just stand there day-dreamin'?"
"Sorry."
Danny stepped into the room, reach into his kit, and pulled out his dusting tools. Find fingerprints, he kept telling himself. Work will get your mind off Abby.
"So, this is Mr. Wakely?" Flack was saying next to the window.
"Yep. His wife found him."
Flack wrote something in his pad. "She home at the time of the murder?"
"No. She was at an aerobics class. I'll double check, though," Stella answered.
"We got a weapon over here!" came Hawkes' voice from out in the hallway. A couple seconds later, he entered the room with a broom stick that appeared to have been sharpened at one end like a stake.
"Mr. Wakely a vampire?" Flack asked, cocking a dark eye brow at Stella.
Stella shrugged.
Danny almost jumped out of his skin when he heard the shrill ring of his cell phone. Flack, Stella, and Hawkes stared at him for a moment, all wondering the same thing: what's up with Messer?
"You ok, Dan?" Flack asked, watching him as he fumbled with his cell.
"Messer." Danny gave Flack an annoyed expression before he turned from his friend to take his call.
"This is strange," Stella told Flack and Hawkes.
Hawkes put the home-made stake into a plastic baggie to analyze later. He returned back to the hallway to continue snapping photos. There was plenty of blood in the bedroom, but there was some out in the hallway and he wanted to finish documenting it.
"Ya think the vic was some kinda sick-o that enjoyed dressing up like a vampire?" Flack asked as he pushed the closet door open.
"Possible. I mean, there's a lot of weird stuff that people do in the city. Some of it gives me the heebie-jeebies, Don," Stella shuttered.
Flack glanced over at Stella with a half-smile. "All he has in here are suits and some pajamas."
"Maybe he has a seperate closet for the fetish," Stella answered.
Flack nodded in agreement as he shut the closet back.
Stella stood aback and surveyed the room. "Whoever killed this man was full of rage."
"Lotsa blood."
"And they knew how to get in and get out without anyone seeing them."
"Sure."
"But what I don't get is, why leave the murder weapon behind?" Stella asked, more to herself.
"Inside job? I mean, prints would be all over it, right?" Flack asked.
Stella shrugged, hands on her hips.
"Oh, yeah." Flack smiled at her. "That's where the lab comes in."
"You're catchin' on, Flack. Good job," Stella smiled back innocently.
Danny shut his cell and turned back to Flack and Stella. He looked anxious.
"You ok, Danny?" Stella asked softly.
"Yeah."
"Who's that?" Flack questioned.
"Mac."
Danny turned back to his work. Sure, he was dusting for prints, but he looked distracted. Flack and Stella exchanged looks of concern.
"Something wrong?" Stella pushed.
Danny shook his head, eying the bed side table intently.
"You know, I've got this, Danny, if ya need to leave," Stella continued.
Danny stopped dusting. He looked up. "You sure?"
Stella nodded. "Hawkes is here."
"I can stay if ya need me--"
"Go, Danny! If Mac didn't need ya, he wouldn't have called ya while you were on a job. It must be important."
"I don't wanna leave ya short--"
"Go!" Stella smiled as she said it in a sweet and pleasant tone, instead of saying it in a pushy, domineering sort of way.
Danny glanced at Flack then to Stella. Both of them grinned back at him, sweetly, almost like parents who were proud of their little boy for going potty. After a moment, he nodded ok. He handed his dusting equipment over to Stella then, turned and walked out of the bedroom without another word. He passed Hawkes, who gave him an odd expression but said nothing, then headed downstairs to the front door. He had driven himself over to the scene, so that wouldn't be a problem.
The problem was that he knew what Mac wanted from him. He wanted him to come back to the lab so he could talk to Abby. But the real problem was this: he wasn't sure if he was ready to talk to her...
my 4th post on imdb
i've posted several times on this topic...after a few hours & reading over other sites, i've decided this is where i stand:
first of all, i feel for Lindsay (as a woman) & going thru her day thinking everything was cool b/t her & Danny...that is the worst thing a woman can endure, being made the fool...i've been there & i know what it's like to have a man you love rip out ur heart & stomp on it...
with that said, i do think Lindsay brought the whole thing on herself, tho. whether or not she meant to do it, she did it, she didn't comfort Danny when he needed it the most, she acted in a very selfish way i think by turning everything around & making it all about her...even in the "i've fallen in love with you speech", it was still all about her, jeez!!! also, imo, i feel that she kinda tried to make Danny feel bad for "making her fall in love with him..." then pushing her away when Ruben died...whatever! Danny does not have to answer to Lindsay for how he feels...if she has the right to behave the way she behaves cos of her friends' deaths, well then, he totally has the right to behave any way he wishes over Ruben's death...
(altho, i don't condone cheating...but i have felt that the DL relationship is more of a fantasy in the fangirls heads than really a relationship b/t the characters cos i've not picked up on any vibe that they're in a committed relationship with one another, atleast not as far as Danny's concerned)
now, the DL relationship? i don't think they are boyfriend/girlfriend at all...i think Lindsay's use of girlfriend was just a figure of speech thing, i tried to explain this a couple posts back & i didn't quite know how to explain it...but i think that's the sense she was using it in...trying to make a point that she wasn't like those kindsa girls...maybe Danny's confided in her that he had a crazy ex girlfriend who became obsessively clingy etc, i dunno...but that's what i think she meant by using the word "girlfriend".
anyway, i think the sex in "snow day" was a hook up...and it's always bugged me that they had to drink alcohol before the sex even happened...i don't think they either one regret it happening, it was consentual, but i don't think it was as big a deal to them (at the time) as it was to the fandom...make sense? i think they may have been going out on casual dates from that day on, possibly having fun both out on the town & in the bed, but i think as far as Danny was concerned, he just thought it was two people who were somewhat attracted to each other, enjoyed each other's company, having some fun...nothing more...and i think that he thought Lindsay understood that, cos sex does not equal relationship...
i think the reason why Danny said "i'm sorry" had nothing to do with whether or not he cheated on her...i think that was just something a friend would say to another friend when they are pushing them away/ignoring them & now know that they've hurt the other friend by behaving a certain way...not letting her in, whatever...altho, i doubt Lindsay ever really made a valid effort to comfort Danny...course this is only my take on the whole Ruben death/grief thing...
one more thing before i go, i have been irked by "all in the family" & the way Lindsay behaved about Danny not showing up to work since i seen the episode. if she supposedly loves him, why was she acting like she just knew Danny'd done something wrong...something stupid??? she seemed quite judgemental toward Danny's character, if ya ask me. it was like she was expecting him to screw up!
first of all, i feel for Lindsay (as a woman) & going thru her day thinking everything was cool b/t her & Danny...that is the worst thing a woman can endure, being made the fool...i've been there & i know what it's like to have a man you love rip out ur heart & stomp on it...
with that said, i do think Lindsay brought the whole thing on herself, tho. whether or not she meant to do it, she did it, she didn't comfort Danny when he needed it the most, she acted in a very selfish way i think by turning everything around & making it all about her...even in the "i've fallen in love with you speech", it was still all about her, jeez!!! also, imo, i feel that she kinda tried to make Danny feel bad for "making her fall in love with him..." then pushing her away when Ruben died...whatever! Danny does not have to answer to Lindsay for how he feels...if she has the right to behave the way she behaves cos of her friends' deaths, well then, he totally has the right to behave any way he wishes over Ruben's death...
(altho, i don't condone cheating...but i have felt that the DL relationship is more of a fantasy in the fangirls heads than really a relationship b/t the characters cos i've not picked up on any vibe that they're in a committed relationship with one another, atleast not as far as Danny's concerned)
now, the DL relationship? i don't think they are boyfriend/girlfriend at all...i think Lindsay's use of girlfriend was just a figure of speech thing, i tried to explain this a couple posts back & i didn't quite know how to explain it...but i think that's the sense she was using it in...trying to make a point that she wasn't like those kindsa girls...maybe Danny's confided in her that he had a crazy ex girlfriend who became obsessively clingy etc, i dunno...but that's what i think she meant by using the word "girlfriend".
anyway, i think the sex in "snow day" was a hook up...and it's always bugged me that they had to drink alcohol before the sex even happened...i don't think they either one regret it happening, it was consentual, but i don't think it was as big a deal to them (at the time) as it was to the fandom...make sense? i think they may have been going out on casual dates from that day on, possibly having fun both out on the town & in the bed, but i think as far as Danny was concerned, he just thought it was two people who were somewhat attracted to each other, enjoyed each other's company, having some fun...nothing more...and i think that he thought Lindsay understood that, cos sex does not equal relationship...
i think the reason why Danny said "i'm sorry" had nothing to do with whether or not he cheated on her...i think that was just something a friend would say to another friend when they are pushing them away/ignoring them & now know that they've hurt the other friend by behaving a certain way...not letting her in, whatever...altho, i doubt Lindsay ever really made a valid effort to comfort Danny...course this is only my take on the whole Ruben death/grief thing...
one more thing before i go, i have been irked by "all in the family" & the way Lindsay behaved about Danny not showing up to work since i seen the episode. if she supposedly loves him, why was she acting like she just knew Danny'd done something wrong...something stupid??? she seemed quite judgemental toward Danny's character, if ya ask me. it was like she was expecting him to screw up!
my 3rd post on imdb
about the grieving/lindsay's friends...i know that grief lasts a very long time, i have lost a significant amount of people in my 24 yrs (starting at a very young age) so i know a lil bit about grief...and yes, i still tear up sometimes when i think too much about a certain person, like my papaw who i was very close to & lost unexpectantly at 12 yrs old...but my complaint is, people can still grieve & still be good people, treat others with respect & not cop-out & expect others to "baby them" just cos they lost someone in their past...i don't think it's right for lindsay to use her friends' deaths as an excuse to behave the way she does...or for the fans to say that gives her the right to treat others the way she does...
about danny/rikki...i saw something there in the scene b/t them (atleast with danny) that made me think he might have more than just friendly feelings for her, too. i saw the way he touched her, the body language he was conveying toward her, the look in his eyes...i've never really seen him look at lindsay that way...i've thought about it for a bit & to me, it seems like rikki brings out something beautiful in danny...a vulnerability that we haven't seen in quite awhile from him...and danny's vulnerable side is way beautiful if ya ask me, when he lets down the guard, lets someone break thru the wall, and as far as i'm concerned, the only person he's really ever let his guard around has been flack (i.e. "...comes around", the pool hall scene)
i am looking forward to see what becomes of this storyline. while i don't ship DL, i do hope that (like i've said, as a woman i feel lindsay's pain) danny does the right thing here...if it's over, tell her...if he wants to be with rikki, be with rikki, the right way...but if he honestly loves lindsay (to any degree) make the right decision! danny's not a bad guy, he's only human...
i'm just wonder something: does rikki know about lindsay?
about danny/rikki...i saw something there in the scene b/t them (atleast with danny) that made me think he might have more than just friendly feelings for her, too. i saw the way he touched her, the body language he was conveying toward her, the look in his eyes...i've never really seen him look at lindsay that way...i've thought about it for a bit & to me, it seems like rikki brings out something beautiful in danny...a vulnerability that we haven't seen in quite awhile from him...and danny's vulnerable side is way beautiful if ya ask me, when he lets down the guard, lets someone break thru the wall, and as far as i'm concerned, the only person he's really ever let his guard around has been flack (i.e. "...comes around", the pool hall scene)
i am looking forward to see what becomes of this storyline. while i don't ship DL, i do hope that (like i've said, as a woman i feel lindsay's pain) danny does the right thing here...if it's over, tell her...if he wants to be with rikki, be with rikki, the right way...but if he honestly loves lindsay (to any degree) make the right decision! danny's not a bad guy, he's only human...
i'm just wonder something: does rikki know about lindsay?
my 2nd post on imdb
"After seasons of rooting for Danny to get Linsay, this is how he repays me?!"
i actually read on another site that Anna did an interview & she said that it was Lindsay who initially went after Danny...i was a lil confused by this statement cos i always thought it was Danny who was trying to hook up with her...but then i got to thinking about all the times they'd talked about stuff & it does seem like Lindsay is in control of every situation.
i will say this, tho. i did feel sorry for Lindsay as she went thru her work day, knowing something that she did not know...i kept thinking: "he was with Rikki right when you called him." "he just left rikki & came to work...where you are." but this is only cos i've been the recipient of a cheated heart a time or two in my life...i know what it's like to be a woman & i know what it's like to have your heart ripped out & stomped on by a man.
but i don't think Danny is meaning to hurt Lindsay. not really. i don't think he's being a bad boyfriend cos in his mind i don't think there is a relationship at all...atleast not more than a casual thing between friends, if any...
and about her friends deaths & such being the reason she behaves the way she does, that's just a cop-out. i've lost friends at a young age & i'm not going around treating people like my lil play things just cos i've lost someone that means a great deal to me. sure, she may have been traumatized as a young kid when it happened, but shouldn't she have gotten therapy for this? how'd she become a csi if she has all these emotional problems or whatever?
it just baffles me that the DLers will defend Lindsay by saying she is still coping with her friends' deaths (that's why she says or does something that should be thought of as selfish or mean) yet they are quick to judge Danny for what he's done...he feels responsible for a lil kid's death...he was supposed to be taking care of Ruben, Rikki trusted him with her son, same as trusting him with her life, and he died...that's gotta be just as traumatic to Danny as what Lindsay went thru when her friends died.
i'm just sayin'.
i actually read on another site that Anna did an interview & she said that it was Lindsay who initially went after Danny...i was a lil confused by this statement cos i always thought it was Danny who was trying to hook up with her...but then i got to thinking about all the times they'd talked about stuff & it does seem like Lindsay is in control of every situation.
i will say this, tho. i did feel sorry for Lindsay as she went thru her work day, knowing something that she did not know...i kept thinking: "he was with Rikki right when you called him." "he just left rikki & came to work...where you are." but this is only cos i've been the recipient of a cheated heart a time or two in my life...i know what it's like to be a woman & i know what it's like to have your heart ripped out & stomped on by a man.
but i don't think Danny is meaning to hurt Lindsay. not really. i don't think he's being a bad boyfriend cos in his mind i don't think there is a relationship at all...atleast not more than a casual thing between friends, if any...
and about her friends deaths & such being the reason she behaves the way she does, that's just a cop-out. i've lost friends at a young age & i'm not going around treating people like my lil play things just cos i've lost someone that means a great deal to me. sure, she may have been traumatized as a young kid when it happened, but shouldn't she have gotten therapy for this? how'd she become a csi if she has all these emotional problems or whatever?
it just baffles me that the DLers will defend Lindsay by saying she is still coping with her friends' deaths (that's why she says or does something that should be thought of as selfish or mean) yet they are quick to judge Danny for what he's done...he feels responsible for a lil kid's death...he was supposed to be taking care of Ruben, Rikki trusted him with her son, same as trusting him with her life, and he died...that's gotta be just as traumatic to Danny as what Lindsay went thru when her friends died.
i'm just sayin'.
my 1st post on imdb
ya know what, i'm about to piss everybody off here, but here goes...
"How could Danny do that to someone who is so wonderful to him"
~are you kiddin' me???
Lindsay is a total b!tch all the time, imo. she thinks the entire world revolves around her. when something bad happens (to anyone) she finds a way to turn it around so that ya feel sorry for her. she just doesn't know how to treat people right, if ya ask me.
~let's see, Danny's brother is beaten up...Lindsay just stands there in the hospital with Flack & Mac like she don't even know what's going on.
~oh, yeah, she broke a date with him...no explaination whatsoever...real mature, Lindsay. she had a cell, ya'll...she could've atleast called & given the boy a warning.
~um, let's see, he took her shift, he almost died!!!! all she could say was: "sorry." sorry??? he almost died, Lindsay! she totally made it all about her.
~then, when Ruben was killed, she never gave her condolescences...even Angell gave her condolensces & they don't seem all that close to me...(argue all ya want that she came into the morgue to comfort danny & danny left her there) but she totally made it all about her once again-asking Mac how she was supposed to talk to him, she didn't know what to do....here's my advice: leave him alone, if he don't wanna talk...give him space...talk to him when he's ready...(then she says that she thought he might need a shoulder to lean on, a lil too late, Lindsay) but then the next episodes, it was almost as if she didn't even act like something bad had happened to him...like it was all swept under the rug...gone.
and Danny was all understanding about her past, her reasons for not wanting a relationship during the whole time, even went to Montana to show her moral support (he could've just called her) but no, he was there, holding her hand, while she awaited the verdict.
~she totally made this speech all about her, too. going on about how she didn't understand how to get thru his grief, whatever. she then says that she's fallen in love with him, making him feel guilty not only for the sex with Rikki that she still doesen't know about, but also making him feel guilty, i'm sure, about being sad...that's not right. he deserves to go thru the grieving process...he doesn't have to answer to Lindsay about how he feels...
what show are ya'll watchin' when you say that Lindsay is so wonderful toward him? she treats danny like crap. she is constantly doing stuff to push him away or acting like he doesn't understand what she's going thru/been thru...Danny's life has sucked majorly...but you don't see him whining about it. constantly using his hardships as an excuse to treat others like crap!!!
so what if he's finding his own way to grieve/get past Ruben's death? people do crazy stuff when they're saddened by a death...i have a feeling Danny's lost right now, he wants to feel again, not numb anymore, he just wants someone to understand...Rikki understands...with that said, i do agree that cheating isn't cool, that's not the way to go, but at the same time, i have a feeling him & lindsay aren't even sexually involved anymore. she didn't say she was feeling like she was losing her boyfriend...she said she was feeling like she was losing her best friend...if they were together-together like we were led to believe they were at the beginning of the season, i don't think she'd said friend, i think she'd said boyfriend...
oh, but wait, she said girlfriend...i think she was using the word "girlfriend" loosely...i mean, girlfriend can mean a lot of different things, not just a guy's girl...she could just mean, she's not jealous of him spending time with other females, ignoring her when it comes to Ruben's death/grieving over it, cos she's cool with the friendship they have and secure enough to know that when he needs to talk, he'll come to her...cos they're friends...i don't think that she meant girlfriend in the sense that she was his girlfriend, why else would she say she needed to let go of the love she had for him? a girlfriend (in a relationship) would never say that.
also, i don't get the feeling that Danny is as sweet on Lindsay as he used to be, if he ever really was...i mean, she was always in control of the situations b/t them...he seemed to enjoy the chase more than anything...i think he's started seeing her for what she really is, too...i think he's starting to see that she's not emotionally mature to deal with a real relationship. ie, her birthday...why act like a 13 yr old who's boyfriend forgot your b-day...suck it up already, you're a grown woman...i think Danny thought it was just fun...nothing serious...my hope is that he lets her down easy, sure, cos i've been there, i've been cheated on, if that's what ya call this...but i also hope he doesn't give in & he lets her know that it's over (if it really is)
that is all. i know ya'll will be mad at me, i expect it. :)
"How could Danny do that to someone who is so wonderful to him"
~are you kiddin' me???
Lindsay is a total b!tch all the time, imo. she thinks the entire world revolves around her. when something bad happens (to anyone) she finds a way to turn it around so that ya feel sorry for her. she just doesn't know how to treat people right, if ya ask me.
~let's see, Danny's brother is beaten up...Lindsay just stands there in the hospital with Flack & Mac like she don't even know what's going on.
~oh, yeah, she broke a date with him...no explaination whatsoever...real mature, Lindsay. she had a cell, ya'll...she could've atleast called & given the boy a warning.
~um, let's see, he took her shift, he almost died!!!! all she could say was: "sorry." sorry??? he almost died, Lindsay! she totally made it all about her.
~then, when Ruben was killed, she never gave her condolescences...even Angell gave her condolensces & they don't seem all that close to me...(argue all ya want that she came into the morgue to comfort danny & danny left her there) but she totally made it all about her once again-asking Mac how she was supposed to talk to him, she didn't know what to do....here's my advice: leave him alone, if he don't wanna talk...give him space...talk to him when he's ready...(then she says that she thought he might need a shoulder to lean on, a lil too late, Lindsay) but then the next episodes, it was almost as if she didn't even act like something bad had happened to him...like it was all swept under the rug...gone.
and Danny was all understanding about her past, her reasons for not wanting a relationship during the whole time, even went to Montana to show her moral support (he could've just called her) but no, he was there, holding her hand, while she awaited the verdict.
~she totally made this speech all about her, too. going on about how she didn't understand how to get thru his grief, whatever. she then says that she's fallen in love with him, making him feel guilty not only for the sex with Rikki that she still doesen't know about, but also making him feel guilty, i'm sure, about being sad...that's not right. he deserves to go thru the grieving process...he doesn't have to answer to Lindsay about how he feels...
what show are ya'll watchin' when you say that Lindsay is so wonderful toward him? she treats danny like crap. she is constantly doing stuff to push him away or acting like he doesn't understand what she's going thru/been thru...Danny's life has sucked majorly...but you don't see him whining about it. constantly using his hardships as an excuse to treat others like crap!!!
so what if he's finding his own way to grieve/get past Ruben's death? people do crazy stuff when they're saddened by a death...i have a feeling Danny's lost right now, he wants to feel again, not numb anymore, he just wants someone to understand...Rikki understands...with that said, i do agree that cheating isn't cool, that's not the way to go, but at the same time, i have a feeling him & lindsay aren't even sexually involved anymore. she didn't say she was feeling like she was losing her boyfriend...she said she was feeling like she was losing her best friend...if they were together-together like we were led to believe they were at the beginning of the season, i don't think she'd said friend, i think she'd said boyfriend...
oh, but wait, she said girlfriend...i think she was using the word "girlfriend" loosely...i mean, girlfriend can mean a lot of different things, not just a guy's girl...she could just mean, she's not jealous of him spending time with other females, ignoring her when it comes to Ruben's death/grieving over it, cos she's cool with the friendship they have and secure enough to know that when he needs to talk, he'll come to her...cos they're friends...i don't think that she meant girlfriend in the sense that she was his girlfriend, why else would she say she needed to let go of the love she had for him? a girlfriend (in a relationship) would never say that.
also, i don't get the feeling that Danny is as sweet on Lindsay as he used to be, if he ever really was...i mean, she was always in control of the situations b/t them...he seemed to enjoy the chase more than anything...i think he's started seeing her for what she really is, too...i think he's starting to see that she's not emotionally mature to deal with a real relationship. ie, her birthday...why act like a 13 yr old who's boyfriend forgot your b-day...suck it up already, you're a grown woman...i think Danny thought it was just fun...nothing serious...my hope is that he lets her down easy, sure, cos i've been there, i've been cheated on, if that's what ya call this...but i also hope he doesn't give in & he lets her know that it's over (if it really is)
that is all. i know ya'll will be mad at me, i expect it. :)
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