demented little board game- chapter.14-Danny/Lindsay_CSI50 Claim
Title: Demented Little Board Game
Chapter Title: Bull Shit
Author: Liv
Fandom: CSI: NY
csi50Claim: Lindsay Monroe/Danny Messer
Prompt: truth
Rating: FRT
Words: 584
Summary: I’m allergic to butterflies, watch me throw them up.
Disclaimer/Author’s Note: Danny gets to Mac before Lindsay does. I really love writing Mac when he's angry
Danny was just a tiny bit nervous. Lindsay would kill him for doing this without her, but he needed Mac to know that he was serious about her and about his responsibilities. He wanted Mac to know that he wasn’t just some screw up who couldn’t keep it in his pants.
Danny ran his hand over his hair for the hundredth time, waiting for Mac to finish with his paper work so he could talk to Danny without thinking about how much he needed to finish his paperwork and who cared about Danny anyways?
Mac sighed inwardly, really not in the mood to have a one-on-one with Danny. He knew why the boy was there and frankly he was disappointed that he hadn’t talked to him sooner. In his book, sleeping with a coworker was inexcusable. Now, him and Peyton? They didn’t work in the same place, therefore it didn’t count. Lindsay and Danny, they worked together. Side-by-side. This would complicate cases and their ability to work together.
And they worked well together. That was the problem. If it was one of the lab tech’s or a detective, it wouldn’t matter as much. This was a serious matter and they both faced coming before the board. And the board would not be happy, not when the only notable time the two had physical contact was at a public function. A function with an open bar. That would tell the board right there that they weren’t responsible.
"You’re in trouble, Danny," said Mac after a moment, closing the files on his desk and rubbing his forehead. "You are in a lot of trouble."
Danny hung his head slightly. "I’m gonna lose my job aren’t I?"
"That’s not up to me to decide, Danny," said Mac tiredly, letting his hand drop form his forehead and onto his desk. "I don’t listen to rumors, but seeing as how this one wont go away, I need to know."
"Lindsay’s pregnant," said Danny quietly. Mac nodded, shutting his eyes and trying not to sigh. "I’m the father."
"Danny," began Mac, not being able to stand how dejected and lost Danny sounded. "Danny, is this going to be a problem? You and Lindsay working together? You weren’t speaking for a while after Boxing Day. I need to know that you two can work together without causing a scene." Danny nodded, fidgeting with his coat distractedly. Lindsay was still going to kill him.
"Montana doesn’t know I’m talking to you," said Danny quietly. "We were going to tell you later today."
"Together?" Danny nodded and Mac did as well, soon after. "That’s good. You’re doing things together."
"I messed up Mac," said Danny quietly. "I really like her, you know? I’m afraid I’m gonna keep messing things up."
"Snap out of it, Danny," said Mac in an almost annoyed voice, Danny looked at him, startled. "You and Lindsay are not going to be able to fix this by telling me what’s going on between you. The two of you need to talk, really talk. Now get out of my office, find your special friend and work something out before you talk to me again. I’ll act surprised."
Danny nodded, a smile gracing his lips as he stood up and left Mac’s office in search of Lindsay. Mac watched him go with the aching feeling to bang his head against his desk multiple times. Instead he settled for massaging his forehead, wanting just...nothing more than to make this problem go away.