Danny watched Lindsay sleeping peacefully next to him. The sight of her angelic face always brought a smile to his lips. She was so peaceful when she slept. Most of the time, anyway. Two or three times a week she'd wake up sweating and breathing like she'd just run a marathon. The tears that poured down her cheeks reminded Danny of how close had had been to losing her and how he never wanted to leave her side ever again. On those nights he held her close and let her cry, constantly assuring her that it was just a dream and that Trent couldn't hurt her anymore. It was those nights that were a constant reminder of how he needed her, how he couldn't live with out her.

"I caught you again," Lindsay said groggily, opening her eyes.

"Caught me what?" Danny smiled.

"Watching me sleep," she replied.

"Guilty as charged," Danny said, "I just can't help it – you're so beautiful when you sleep."

"Just when I sleep?" she asked playfully.

"No, all the time," Danny answered, "but especially when you sleep."

"Why especially when I sleep?"

"Because you're so peaceful," he told her kissing her lightly.

"Not always," she said, thinking of the nights when she had her nightmares.

Danny kissed her again. "I love you."

"I know," Lindsay smiled wickedly and went in for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate. "I don't know what I'd do with out you, Danny," Lindsay admitted from the warm circle of his arms.

"Probably die," he joked, then immediately regretted it. She had become rather sensitive to the subject of death, which was understandable seeing as less than a month ago her life was about to end. "Sorry," he apologized quietly.

"It's ok," he assured him. "They aren't about Trent you know," she said quietly. "My dreams," she clarified.

"They aren't?" Danny asked, confused.

"Well, sort of, but there's more to it than that." She paused. "In the dream I'm back in that apartment, right before you came in. I'm looking at Trent's body lying on the floor; the blood is everywhere. And then – and then he turns into you and you're lying there dead and I'm holding the gun in my hand and - " She broke off because the tears were coming too hard. Danny pulled her more tightly against his chest. "And then Trent comes in and says 'I knew you didn't love him as much as you love me' and I shoot him, but he keeps multiplying and every time I shoot him he turns into you. So there's a bunch of living Trents laughing at me and a bunch of you lying dead on the floor," she finished thickly through her tears. "And it scares me to death." Lindsay was glad that she didn't look into Danny's eyes while telling him this, seeing as her back was pressed tightly against his chest.

"Montana, look at me," he rolled her over and pulled back a bit so that he could look into her eyes. "Trent is a thing of the past. He can't hurt you or me. We are going to forget about him and get married and live happily ever after, hear me?"

Lindsay nodded. "That sounds like a good plan to me," she smiled weakly through her tears.

Danny pulled her against him once again. "You're my whole world, Lindsay," he whispered fiercely, "and I'm terrified of losing you again."

"I'm not going anywhere," she said snuggling up closer to him. "I'm not going anywhere," she repeated, "this is right where I want to be."

A/N I tend to begin stories with sleeping, don't I? lol. just realized that. anyway, heres the beginning. i have more ready if you like it...just review and tell me, k?

xoxo

Lia