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"Danny." I whispered softly as we lay in bed. The moonlight was still coming in softly through the window, defused by the sheer curtains. There was a slight breeze coming in through the one open window, and I was still surprised that you could barely hear the traffic down below. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was early, just after three in the morning. I'd been wide awake for what had to be at least a half hour.

My husband lay sleeping beside me, oblivious to the world around him. There was no hint of the toughness, or determination that lay within his well toned form. His slow, soft breathing filled the room around me, giving me comfort. Watching him sleep, listening to his soft breathing, and just being with him, especially moments like this made me think back to the first day we met in the zoo. How I thought him to be a pompous, cocky, self-righteous jerk that I would probably never associate with outside of work. Then came the small things, how he smiled at me when we were working a case, to the dinners that we would grab to talk about the case or cases we were working on.

We'd been married about a year, I'd been in the city a little under 6, and I never thought that I could be that happier.

"Danny," I whispered again, a little louder this time, shaking his shoulder "Are you awake?"

"Mmmpphrg." Came a muffled sound as he rolled over to fully face me, "Wha's wrong? Why aren't you sleeping?"

I smiled, his accent was always thicker and deeper when he first woke up, and felt the bed shift slightly as he rolled over to fully face me.

"Nothing's wrong," I said as I lazily stroked his arm, "Just thinking."

"You know we only have a few more hours until we have to be at work," he said pulling me into him, "Since we're both awake, I could think of things more fun…"

I swatted him lightly, and kissed him gently.

"So what are you thinking about Montana?" Kissing the top of my head, and running his fingers through my hair, smoothing it.

"Nothing. It's nothing." I said, suddenly embarrassed that I woke him up, "Let's go back to sleep. I'm sorry I woke you."

"Are you sure?" he asked, tilting my head up to meet his eyes, "We can talk if you want, I was just kidding earlier."

"No, really – it's ok. It's nothing terrible important." I said, snuggling deeper into him, "Let's go back to sleep. I have a feeling it's going to be a long day tomorrow."

I listened until I knew he was fully back asleep before I extricated myself from him. I slid out of bed and went into the bathroom. I took the plastic bag with the plastic case from its hiding place from on top of the medicine cabinet. I sat on the toilet and stared at it. How could something so small cause such big concerns? The number one thing that was running through my mind was how in the world was I going to tell him?

Quietly, I put the bag back in its hiding place, and made my way back to bed, back to my husband, my love.

The Next Day

Danny and I got to the lab and he immediately went out with Hawkes on a call. Mac had me finishing up paperwork from a previous case and assisting Stella with her case. I went looking for her and found her working in one of the labs.

"Good morning Stella," I said as I walked in, "Can I talk to you for a minute, if you're not too busy that is."

She looked up at me and smiled.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Can I buy you a cup of coffee?" I asked, anxiously.