-1The first person to see Danny and Don after their little kissing 'incident' was Adam… and let's just say he didn't let either of them live it down for the rest of week, which, in a way, was a good thing, because that week just happened a week in which Don and Danny were both overloaded with work and had to stay late everyday; this time, though, neither of them were planning it that way. Ironic, isn't it?

Whenever Adam would make a comment about how Danny and Don didn't know how to aim or how they really must have liked it rough, both Don and Danny would just smile a little and look down, blushing slightly.

Though, that was the only time that work didn't swarm their minds.

By the time Friday night rolled around, they both had forgotten about any tension from preceding weeks.

They were sprawled out on the couch, exhausted and ready to just sleep the weekend away. Don was all ready dozing off, ready to make the couch his bed for the night because he was just too tired to move anymore.

He was just about to really fall asleep when he felt Danny jump up suddenly, which resulted in Don spazzing out for a second because he had been startled, not scared.

"I forgot something," Danny muttered and stood up, walking away to the bedroom.

Don glared at his retreating back. There was no reason that Danny had to go move all suddenly and sc-- startle Don like that. No reason. Quietly moving away and gently moving Don's feet off his lap would have been just fine.

But, no, Danny had to be dramatic about it and jump up like a scared little cat, which made Don jump up like a scar-- startled little cat.

And, wow, Don really did complain a lot inside his head.

So much that he didn't realize Danny had come back into the room until he heard a quiet chuckle come from him.

"Are you whining in yer head again?" Danny teased, smirking.

"No," Don rolled his eyes and sat up. "Wha'd ya forget that ya hadda go jump up like that?"

"Why? D'I scare ya?" Danny grinned, knowing that Don would deny it.

"No, just disrupted my peace."

"Right."

"Shut up."

"Then I guess you don't wanna know my surprise…"

"Surprise?" Don seem mildly intrigued.

"Yeah, surprise. The one that I hadda work my ass for."

"All right, spill."

"Well, how do you feel about Vermont?"

Don looked at Danny as if he had grown a third head. "Vermont? The country?"

"That's Vietnam," Danny resisted the urge to smack his palm to his face. "Vermont, the state."

"Oh… oh yeah, the one's that real pretty during fall, right?"

"Yeah," Danny's cheeks were starting to hurt from smiling so much.

"Well, uh, I dunno… I've never been there. Why?"

"What if I told you I got both of us the week off, talked to both our parents and got out of Thanksgiving dinner, and got us a nice little cabin to stay in during our week off… in Vermont?"

"I'd say you're nuts," Don looked at Danny with astonishment.

"Then say I'm nuts, but I did," Danny grinned, holding out a brochure with a picture of Vermont in the fall on the front.

"We got the whole week off and we get to spend it together… in a different state. No family, no work, no nothing, just us."

"Well, aren't you a little romantic fool?" Don teased, taking a hold of Danny's wrist and pulling him down onto his lap.

"Well, aren't you a sucker for romance?" Danny quipped back, smirking and dropping the brochure on the couch.

"Well, yeah," Don grinned. "So this is why you were working all that overtime, to make enough money?"

"Well, yeah, and because I ran outta sick days," Danny chuckled, "So I got Mac to make a deal with me." He moved so he was straddling Don. "All for you, big guy."

"Interesting," Don nodded, all ready fingering the waistline of Danny's jeans. "So, when do we leave?"

"Tomorrow morning," Danny answered, already busy with unbuttoning Don's dress shirt.

"And when do we come back?"

"A week later."

"I like that."

"I knew you would."

"I love you."

"I -- wait, wha?" Danny stopped focusing on the last stubborn button on the dress shirt and looked up at Don. "You what?"

"I… love you," Don said again, his eyes locking with Danny's.

"I, uh, well, I love you, too," Danny smiled and blushed, looking down at his hands. "Really?"

"Yeah."

"I, uh… well, uh… what happens now?" Danny asked, not sure what to do since he had never really reached this level of intimacy with anyone before.

"You get yer damn pants off and we make it official."

"I like that."

"I knew you would."