Danny was scanning the results he had just gotten back on the trace sample he just ran. Looking down as he walked, he flipped to the next page.

"Mess!" he heard his name being called in a loud hushed tone by Flack.

He looked up in time to see Flack gesturing wildly at him. Danny cocked his eyebrow at him, "huh?"

"Go the other way man, I'm tellin ya," Flack said quickly.

"DANIEL MESSER!!!" Lindsay thundered behind Don.

Don quickly walked around him and moved away as fast as he could.

Danny saw his wife waddle charging him. Her 9 month pregnant frame, going a lot faster than it had in about a month. Her face was beat red. And she was very pissed off.

"Hey babe," he said trying to figure out what he had done.

"Did you like having sex last night?" she said so loudly that his face turned red and everyone who wasn't looking before was looking now.

"You know I did," he said in as low of voice as he could, "What's this about?"

"Maybe you should give all your old conquests a call and tell them you are married now," she loudly suggested.

Gently taking her arm, he tried guiding her some place more private, "Why would I want to talk to any of them? You're my wife and...."

"Because I don't enjoy snotty French stewardess telling me that they wanted to see my husband. They have some time before their next flight and the last time they were in town you gave them a 'lay over'! Then you told them that the next time they were in town to look you up!! I knew you were good in bed but for someone to come find you after three years?? Unless you have been doing something that you shouldn't be....." She ranted, not taking a single breath through the whole rant.

He went to touch her belly, "You need to calm down babe. We don't need your blood pressure to shoot up again." She slapped his hand away.

"Don't patronize me!" she fumed.

"Just tell me what happened," he tried getting her to calm down.

"Got a page saying that someone was looking for 'Messer'. So I NOW being a Messer thought stupidly that they may be looking for me. I get down there and this French tart says they asked for 'Messer'," she said adding a fake sarcastic French accent to the last part. "I say I am. She says she meant 'Dannee'" she says adding the accent again. "I inform her that you are now a happily married man and that if she wants to make it out of this country alive she will go away and never come near you again."

He knew that one day his BM (what he liked to call his Before Montana) days would catch up to him. But Danny couldn't help but grin. His very pregnant, very spunky wife had no problem telling his past to get out of her face and his life.

"You're my wife," he said sternly. "That is never going to change. I'm sorry that you had to deal with that, but you can't let my past mistakes get to you. Even if they are in your face. I'm sorry that that's how I used to be, but I am not anymore. I love you, and the family we are creating."

She rolled her eyes at his sentiment, "Whatever. I'm just tired of being pregnant!"