Friday afternoon, on the way to the train station

[i_miss_don]

Danny sighed softly as he glanced over at the clock in his SUV, his fingers sliding down the center console to switch the song on his iPod. The Killers. Nice. He knew they had plenty of time to get Lindsay to the train station, but he found himself dreading it. C'mon, she was the only person he really knew well, that was why. Couldn't be because of

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[csi_montana]

"What? Give you my lab willingly? No way, Messer," she grinned and teased him. "You can have it once you earn it."

She settled in against him and smiled. Lindsay was going to miss him this weekend, sure. But, as a friend. Because there was nothing else between them. Right? "Stay out of trouble while I'm gone, because I don't think Casey'll bail your ass out of jail," she said, poking him in the ribs.

[i_miss_don]

"Damn.." Danny grinned, laughing softly. "Don't like to share, Montana?"

He leaned down to kiss the top of her head. She smelled good, like whatever she normally smelled like and it drove him crazy. In a lover-type way, like it was supposed to, because they slept together. "Trouble? Me?" He pretended to look shocked, his mouth dropping open while he tried to squirm from her fingers. Yeah, he was gonna miss her. "I'll be good. No wild parties."

[csi_montana]

"I share. Just, not my lab, not my toys, and," she bit her lip. Not her lover. Not him. "Well, okay. I don't share well. I think it comes from having a younger brother and sister."

Lindsay leaned over and kissed his neck, breathing him in for the last time this weekend because she wanted to remember him when she was on the train. "You better behave. You're still on probation. Or something," she smirked. "And I promise not to fall in love with Boston and never come back. I have things here that I'm sort of attached to." Him, for instance.

[i_miss_don]

"Younger brother and sister, huh? Bet they'd always steal your stuff." He wet his lower lip, his fingers slowly stroking her side. Changing the topic now, trying to stop thinking about her leaving, but it wasn't working. "My brother, we'd fight over everything. I'd hide my toys wherever he couldn't find them."

Danny rested his cheek against Lindsay's hair. He wanted to memorize everything. Don't know why he was being like this, this was totally not him. "Or something. Nice." He smirked at her. "I gotta pick you up Sunday, so.. we'll make sure we're both there."