A/N: Well, ladies and gentlemen, this chapter well bring 'Southern Charm' to and end. I hope that you all liked reading it as much as I liked writing it. Because it was really fun to write. When I started writing this chapter, I didn't know it would be the end, but my muse decided that it came to a natural end. Please read...and enjoy!

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The shrill sound of Danny's cell phone alarm pulled him from his sound sleep. He reached out blindly toward the nightstand and patted until his fingers came into contact with the hard, cool surface of his phone. Danny's hand closed around it and pulled it to him so that he could quiet the alarm. "Remember me again why we have to get up at 5?" Lindsey asked. "And is that bacon I smell?"

"We have to get up at 4:30 so we can leave at 6 to make it to the airport by 7, since we have an 8 flight," Danny informed her. "And yes, that's bacon. Guess Kimberlin is already up." Lindsey rolled to her back and stretched up her arms.

"I'm glad we decided to pack last night." Danny scrubbed his hands over his face.

"Yeah, me too. That means more time to eat. So let's get goin." Thirty minute later, Danny and Lindsey, both freshly showered, walked into the kitchen.

"Morning," Kimberlin greeted them. "I hope you're hungry."

"There's enough to fed an army," Danny said, looking at the different plates of food. One plate held bacon, other sausage, still another… "Are those pork chops?"

"You better believe it, Danny Boy," Bobby said from the kitchen table. "Nothing beats a fried pork chop in the morning."

"Now you two sit down. We have eggs, scrambled and whole, grits, bacon, sausage, chops, fresh tomatoes, toast, biscuits, pancakes and I've got French toast comin' right up."

"Um, Kimberlin," Lindsey said as she took a seat. "You do know there's no way we're going to eat all of this."

"Oh, she knows," Bobby said. "What we don't eat now, most of it can be had for lunch." Danny and Lindsey began to fill their plates. Danny deliberately passed over the grits. "Now, Danny, you've got to eat some grits," Bobby teased.

"Ya know I can't stand that stuff," Danny pleaded with his nose wrinkled. "I don't know how anybody can stand to eat that stuff."

"What's wrong with grits?" Lindsey asked, scooping a helping onto her plate.

"Don't tell me you eat those?" Lindsey smiled at him and then put a forkful in her mouth, much to Danny's disgust. "Eww, yuck." Everybody laughed.

"There's plenty more stuff," Kimberlin said, coming to sit down at the table. "So eat up, Danny. I don't want you two getting hungry half way through your flight."

"After this," Danny said around bites, "I don't think we'll be hungry for a few days."

"That's the problem with Southern food," Kimberlin began. "After you eat it, then you're hungry 3 days later."

"Isn't that supposed to be Italian food?" Danny questioned.

"Hey, you say it your way…I'll say it mine." The rest of breakfast went by quickly. The topic of conversation went from family, to religion, to crafts, to places that each one had visited, and then finally to the time.

"I guess it's about time for us to be goin'," Danny said. Everybody glanced at the clock.

"So it is," Bobby said. "Come on, I'll help you load your bags in the car."

"Thank you so much for having us," Lindsey said, as she helped Kimberlin take all the empty plates to the sink.

"It's been fun, Lindsey. I hope that you and Danny get to come back soon." Lindsey dropped her eyes to the ground. She hated saying goodbye.

"I hope I get a chance to come back too."

"Maybe next time, we can head down to the beach. Myrtle Beach isn't too far from here."

"I'll like that," Lindsey told the woman, before following her out the backdoor. The men were just putting the last bag into the car. Danny looked up.

"Ya ready to go, Montana?"

"Yeah, I'm ready. Goodbye, Kimberlin," she said, giving the woman a hug.

"Bye, Lindsey. Keep Danny out of trouble for us."

"I will. Bye, Bobby." Bobby gave her a tight hug.

"Don't like Danny Boy tell ya too many lies about us," Bobby joked.

"Oh, don't worry, I know most of them are true," Lindsey teased back. Danny walked over to Kimberlin and gave her a hug.

"Thanks…for everything," he whispered in her ear.

"Not a problem."

"Bobby," Danny said, shaking the man's hand, and then giving him a quick embrace. "It's your turn. When should we expect ya and Kimberlin up in New York?" Bobby laughed.

"I'll call ya," he said. Danny opened the passenger door for Lindsey.

"I'll call with we get to New York," he told Kimberlin and then walked around and got in the car.

"So here we go," Lindsey said, as Danny started the car and then pulled away.

"Yup, here we go. Two more days off and then back to work." Lindsey nodded.

"Yeah, back to work…back to normal." Danny reached over and took her hand.

"Maybe not back to normal. You asked me what would happen to us when we got back to New York. I've been thinking about that."

"And what did you come up with?" Lindsey was watching him closely. Danny swallowed and licked his lips.

"Well, I was thinkin' that," he glanced over at her and then back at the road. "I was thinking' that I would like to continued…this." Lindsey smiled. "I mean, I know we'll have to take it slow, and be careful it doesn't effect our work, and I'm not sure if we want to tell Mac yet. But," he took a breath. "But I can't go back to just being co-workers. I like ya, and I like being with ya. And well, it just feels right, ya know? And even though I don't want to call off our not so pretend relationship, I guess, it's really up to ya." Lindsey smiled at his run on sentence.

"Danny,"she said softly. "I couldn't have said it better myself."

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L'estremità li ringrazia ed arrivederci

(that means 'The end. Thank you and goodbye' in Italian)

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A/N 2: I haven't decided yet or not, but I'm thinking there well a Sequel written. But I'm not sure when.

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