A/N: So I get bored real easy, and think about too much stuff other than driving when I am driving, this came to me after reading a prompt from allunwritten 'Our wedding day' and as I am waiting to be called at the unemployment office, I typed this up quickly. It is very unbeta'd so
Our wedding day was supposed to be the best day of my life. My groom was so handsome. His face clean shaven, his hair neatly spiked, his eyes sparkling bright. His best man was a buddy down the hall of our apartment. His real friends had alienated him after he chose me, over that bitch.
It's a good thing Danny has such a guilty conscious, cause after Ruben died, I went out, got really hammered had sex with someone, no idea who, and ended up get pregnant.
I told Danny about it, and he agreed without much pushing, to get married. He broke it off with that whiny bitch, told her she wasn't what he wanted anymore. His heart wasn't in it, I knew that. But I would make him forget. 'Our' baby would help him get over it.
He told his 'buddy' Don Flack, that he was marrying me. Don told him, that he had turned into a complete dick, about something that he had no control over, that if he did this he was on his own.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, "I have to, for Ruben," he said in just barely a whisper.
Here we are standing in the judge's chambers, about to get ready, my round belly sticking out, and my hands in Danny's. I am smiling at him; he is looking at me with a smile he is trying to muster up.
"Do you Daniel Messer, take thee Rikki Sandavol to be your wife?'
I look at him, hope and longing in my eyes, silently urging him to say 'I do.'
He swallows a few times, and then clears his throat.
"Danny!!" the door swings open, and there the bitch stands, trying to ruin my day.
"Lindsay," he gasps the tears he has been trying to keep at bay and struggle with since this whole thing started finally coming to life.
"I can't let you do, Messer," Flack stands behind Lindsay, trying to keep the Sheriff's officers back telling them it is okay.
"Danny, you don't have to do this," Lindsay begs him.
"But Ruben..." he says looking at Lindsay then at Rikki.
"It wasn't your fault, Danny," Lindsay says going closer to him, "Rikki, please just tell him it wasn't his fault." Lindsay turns to Rikki.
I look at her then him, the hurt and anguish and guilt he has held inside himself, finally breaking me.
"It wasn't your fault," I finally break down. "You don't have to do this. I don't want you to do this." I sob.
"But the baby", he starts.
"You know this baby isn't yours," I say. "Go be with Lindsay. You love her." I say before I leave the room sobbing.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the two of them clinging to each other, kissing any part of the face they can reach.
"Montana, I love you so much, baby," I hear him say.
"I love you too cowboy," I hear her sob into his chest