Discaimer: Don't own anything :(

A/N: SO I thought I might leve my other fic cliffhanging for a bit lol

And I started this

It's just a little fluffy fic full of D/L moments and special events. Lying on his bed, she stretched herself wide, and looked down at her flat stomach. Sighing she rubbed her hand over it and glanced over at the chest of drawers, where a white stick lay. It's funny how one little stick can cause so many emotions. Anxiousness, love…anger? She didn't know how he would react. Hoped he would be delighted, after all, bad things were in the past, and she had moved in with him. Plus, their relationship was no longer a secret. It was official. She was Danny Messer's girlfriend. Many women would love to speak those words, but she was the only one allowed to. Even though she hated calling herself a "girlfriend," and hated referring Danny as a "boyfriend." It was too high school, childish. Plus, deep inside she knew that they were more than just silly people in a relationship. They were in love. He was the one…she closed her eyes and heard him rummaging around in the kitchen, he said he was making her some homemade orange juice to settle her stomach. She smiled as she remembered what had just happened. For a day, she had been anxious about his reaction to…

She had rushed home after feeling sick at work. She knew Danny was home, because his shift had ended. She rushed in, and he greeted her, she forced a smile and rushed back into the bathroom. She had spent most of her morning in there. Danny followed her but the door was locked. He knocked on it.

"Montana, you ok?" He softly called to her. She sat against the wall and hugged her legs. She nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She called back, exhaustion in her voice. Danny sighed.

"Fine people don't come home and rush into the bathroom to throw up." He leaned against the door and laughed slightly. He could even hear her roll her eyes.

"Open the door hun." He pleaded a couple minutes later, after a silent moment. He thought she hadn't heard him, or ignored him, until he heard the lock being pulled open and the door opening. He looked down at her and saw how pale she was, and the bags under her eyes.

"Are you ill?" he said, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Stomach bug or 24 hour thing?" Danny kept guessing. She shook her head slightly. Her eyes were heavy and they closed.

"But you were throwing up early this morning." He pulled her close and she collapsed against his chest.

"I know." She rubbed her eyes as Danny ran his fingers through her chocolate brown hair. Tears built up in her eyes and she couldn't stop them from falling. She let out a sob and Danny pulled away from her and looked deep into her eyes, but she wouldn't let him, looking away. He placed a hand on her chin and turned her head to face him. The look on his face made her completely brake down. The same words going through her head. She had been fighting over the words all day, trying to stop thinking about them, trying to stop dreaming up 'worst case scenario' when it came to telling Danny. She tried to tell herself that she was overreacting. If the words were true, then he wouldn't react in a bad way, she knew that, her heart knew that. She just had to convince her head.

"Lindsay. What's wrong." He used her given name. There was no going back now. When he used her real name, he was always serious. She sighed and touched his chest with her palms, using him as something to steady her. The tears kept falling down her face and no words came out of her mouth.

"I… Danny don't freak out." She closed her eyes tightly and frantically used her hands to wipe away her tears. Danny grabbed them gently and held them tightly, soothing them with his thumbs.

"Why would I freak out Montana?" he whispered. She gulped and her sobs turned into hiccups.

"Montana, baby, tell me what's wrong." He said, leaning in a kissing the top of her head. She opened her eyes to see him smiling softly at her. She took a deep breath and brushed past him, sitting on the edge of the bed. He hesitated at first, but followed her and sat next to her.

"Danny. I'm not ill." She said, staring into the space infront of her.

He nodded slowly, trying to make sense of what she was saying, and why she was acting weirdly.

"I…I've been feeling sick all day. And…I'm late." She said.

Danny lowered his eyebrows. "Late? Where you going? Late for what?" he said, confusion in his voice.

She giggled softly at his confusion of her double meanings.

"I mean…late." She said, turning to him, emphasising the word late.

It took him a while before he figured it out. When he did his eyes widened and his mouth formed an "oh" shape. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"You thought I would freak out." It was more of a statement than a question. Lindsay nodded. A smile grew on Danny's lips and he moved his hand towards her stomach. She placed her hand on top of his and she gave him a faint smile. Then he removed his hand and left the room without a word. Lindsay's eyes widened and she followed him with them.

"Where are you going!" she rushed, panicking, thinking that her thoughts about him freaking out were true. He turned around and smiled though, reassuring her.

"Drug store. Gonna get you a stick to make my dreams come true." He said. Her eyes glistened with new tears, tears of happiness. She rushed up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He held her by the waist and swung her around in the air. She kissed his nose, then his cheek, then finally rested her lips against his, smiling against them. She kissed him, lots of short pecks, and then finished with a long tender kiss as Danny placed her back onto the ground. He kept hold of her, and their smiles were large, showing pearly white teeth.

"We might be having a baby." Lindsay squealed like a little girl. Danny laughed.

"Yeah! But your news ruins my big secret." Danny said, as he parted from her and left the room to grab his wallet. Lindsay stood still, trying to mull over what Danny had said. 'Secret?' she mumbled to herself. She frowned as she became more confused, and rushed out of the room to catch up to Danny.

"What secret?" she called after him.

He turned around infront of the door and smiled his famous Messer smile. Damn that smile. It always meant he had something up his sleeve. Lindsay placed her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes at him. He laughed.

"Can't tell ya. It's a secret." He said, sticking his tongue out at her and opened the door and left.

Lindsay sighed and giggled, almost blushing. She rested her hand on her stomach and walked back into the bedroom. Flopping herself on the bed she closed her eyes and drifted off into a peaceful nap.

So what do you think of chapter 1? Like it?

What's Danny got hidden up his sleeve? You'll just have to wait till chapter 2!

LoL