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PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. (Cindy’s POV) Cindy was flying. Well, not really flying, but every time she took a step, she seemed to be channeling Michael Jordan, because she could walk on air for a few steps, before she came gracefully back down. It was pretty awesome. When did she figure…

TITLE: Extreme Sensitivity… as a hazard to fellow drivers. (16/?) 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. “Tell me about your relationship.” “If you’re looking for a thrill, go rent porn.” She could hear him pacing behind her. He’d been doing it for a while. “I am looking for Miss Thomas.” His emphasis on Cindy’s name made him sound a lot more entitled to…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. If there was something that she needed to know, Tom would call. The fact that he hadn’t done so yet, solely to yell about her ditching her detail, was evidence of how much effort he was putting into the search for Cindy. Because he should know everything…

(December 22nd, Cindy’s POV) When Cindy awoke and heard Lindsay moving around in the kitchen, it was the first day she really wished that she was already gone. She did not want to explain last night. In an effort to prevent that very dialogue, she feigned sleep for over an hour, hoping that Lindsay would…

(Cindy’s POV) Another day, another list. This one taped to the coffee pot so Lindsay would be sure it wouldn’t be missed. When Cindy walked into the kitchen and saw it, she thought for the first time that prison might be a comfortable alternative. Who knew a place with so little square footage could have…