Removed Fic

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…

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…

TITLE: Extreme Sensitivity… as an impediment to getting to where you really, really want to be. (17/?) 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…

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. (Lindsay’s POV) “Is this really necessary?” Lindsay struggled not to scream obscenities in response to the question. “Yes, this is what house arrest is,” she said instead, clasping the cuff onto Cindy’s ankle and looking up. “Too tight?” “No,” Cindy sighed, “it’s fine. Bulky… but fine.” Lindsay…