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PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. Eventually, Tom came back into the conference room. Lindsay knew that he would. “Ashe is back at FBI HQ.” She knew that too. “And the rest?” Which was what she really needed to know. “Twenty unis around the perimeter,” Tom told her. He was clearly unsure about…

(Cindy’s POV) They had exactly one minute to talk, because Lindsay got in after Cindy had gone to bed and didn’t wake her. If Lindsay hadn’t sloshed hot coffee all over her hand and yelped right as she was getting ready to leave, Cindy might not have known she had been there at all. She…

(December 24th, Cindy’s POV) Cindy didn’t know quite what to do with herself. From day one, she’d been busy with the chores and then the article, both courtesy of Lindsay. Now, she was done with those things, and there was nothing to preoccupy her enough to keep her from getting up every ten minutes, tiptoeing…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. “Lindsay, pull the car over.” The command was matter-of-fact, and she found it easy to do as she was told. It was nice to be given orders for once. She was rather tired of doling them out, of trying to figure out what the next step should…