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TITLE: Extreme Sensitivity… as so that little bitch’s fault. (26/?) PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Women’s Murder Club does not belong to me. The characters do not belong to me. They are the property of James Patterson, 20th Century Fox Television and ABC. (Well, not anymore. Jackasses.) I have no problems with that as long as I…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. She’d debated whether or not to leave the house, whether to drive to her requested destination or to a dive bar, and whether or not to get out of her car once she was parked out front, but, ultimately, Cindy realized it would be easier to show…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. Jill and Claire were absolutely insistent that they ride along, and, in the end, Lindsay simply didn’t have the energy to fight with them, so they had crawled into the back of her SUV, after the detail went to the, what she considered, now pointless chore of…

(December 22nd, Cindy’s POV) To make the call or not to make the call, that was the question. It was just a gift. A Christmas gift. There was not a thing wrong with buying a Christmas gift for Lindsay. Especially since she would be spending Christmas at Lindsay’s place. It should even be somewhat expected…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. Lindsay was sitting at her desk. Cindy had a feeling she would find her there. Given the circumstances, there was nowhere else she could be, and it certainly wasn’t by choice; which meant that Lindsay wasn’t going to be in a particularly good mood; which meant that…