Liv. (darkmagic_luvr) wrote,

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More Than A Pick-Me-Up (CSI/CSI:NY Crossover- Sofia Curtis/Don Flack, Jr., challange #1)

Title: Conclusions Are Like Hopscotch. - Jumping From One Square To Another With A Rock
Author: Liv
Pairing/Characters: Sofia Curtis/Don Flack, Jr.
Fandom: CSI/CSI: NY Crossover
30_forbiddenPrompt: 1. Bitter
Words: 752

Disclaimer: I don’t own CSI or CSI: NY. Don and Sofia will come back unscathed and only a tiny bit frightened. Greg was not harmed in the making of this fiction. XD
Summary: He’s might just become the rebound she’s looking for.

"I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone fall that fast before, Danny," said Sofia, lifting her drink to her lips, watching Danny across the table they were sitting at. Danny nodded.

"I don’t get him sometimes," he said quietly. Sofia leaned back against her chair and glanced out the window they were sitting next to. After Danny and Sofia had talked on the roof, they decided it might be less suspicious if they went out in public to talk, settling for a coffee shop a couple blocks away from PD.

Sofia wasn’t listening, she was staring across the street, her mouth gaping open and her breathing constricted. Danny noticed and leaned forward, touching her hand.

"Sofia? You okay?" Sofia shook her head and nodded towards the object that had rapt her attention. Danny turned his head and saw Don standing across the street, leaning against a wall, staring at them. Danny half groaned half sighed and dropped his head.

"He probably thinks we’re on a date or something," muttered Danny, lifting his gaze to look at Sofia, who was still staring at Don. She blinked, composing herself as a truck parked in front of her view. Sofia turned to look at Danny, who had taken upon resting his forehead on their table. She chuckled at him, and he smirked back.

"You’re going to have to tell him I’m not your type. That I’m a big jerk and something scandalous that he’ll believe."

"Like, that you’re in love with Lindsay?" Danny looked up at her slowly, his heart beating wildly at the suppressed grin on her face.

"No, because that would be a lie-."

"It’s not a lie, Danny, and you know it," Danny sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"It’s not love, it’s a…."

"An infatuation?"

"Fine, put it that way. I’m not going to start stalking Montana though."

"I never said you were going to."

"Are the two of you having fun?" both Danny and Sofia turned to see Don pull up a chair and sit at their table. Danny’s mouth was hanging open in a retort for Sofia, but his voice was lost and instead he just stared at Don. Sofia’s eyebrows raised in surprise, startled by Don’s sudden appearance.

Sofia stumbled over her words, clearly at lost as to what to say to Don just then. Don (eyebrow raised in mock expectance) was looking at her, daring her to give him an excuse. Danny groaned inwardly and closed his eyes tightly, hoping Don would disappear. Sofia really didn’t need him right now, and this jealous puppy thing was staring to get on Danny’s nerves.

"Flack, why don’t you just leave her alone," said Danny, hoping Don would just get the hint and leave. Unfortunately Don took the hint in a different way and turned his gaze onto Danny, a glare (most likely accidentally) forming on his face.

"I’m sorry," said Don, sarcasm dripping off his words. "Am I interrupting your date?"

"We’re not dating," said Sofia quietly. Don didn’t look over at her; he may not have heard her, because Danny probably wouldn’t have either if he hadn’t looked at her. Sofia reached out and touched Don’s arm, she didn’t flinch when Don jumped and tried to jerk away from her. She kept a grip on his arm, holding him there, forcing him to look at her.

"We’re just talking," said Sofia, her accent coming off a little think. Don didn’t make any acknowledgments to her. Don placed his hand on hers and slid it off his arm, letting his thumb brush over her wrist before letting it go. He stood up, the chair scrapping along the floor as he did. The he turned and left.

A mischievous grin etched its way onto Danny’s face.

"You like him," Sofia rolled her eyes and picked up her drink, tilting her head back and downing the rest of it. Danny grin widened. "You really like him."

"I liked Greg more," whispered Sofia, in a voice that told Danny to shut up. He did so, tapping his fingertips against the table for a moment.

"I don’t get why you won’t go out with the poor man."


"What? Seriously, what’s wrong with Don?"

"I don’t want to watch someone else I love die again!" said Sofia loudly. "I don’t want him getting hurt because I care about him too much."

Danny sobered, watching as a tear slipped down Sofia’s cheek.

"I don’t want him to do something stupid for me."

Tags: com | 30_forbiden, crossover, csi/csi:ny, don flack/sofia curtis, more than a pick-me-up
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