A/N: Got this idea after reading CharmedMummy's story also entitled Yahtzee. However the two stories are completly different from each other sharing only the title. Roughly a month and a half to the start of the new season! Hip hip horray!! Anyway on with the story. Spoliers up to the start of the fourth season. Just so you know I haven't stopped working on Once in a Lifetime. The plot bunnies have come to a grinding halt and I can't seem to break free, thus I bring thee...
Yahtzee?
It had been five years since Lindsay Monroe had moved to New York City to work at the NYPD crime lab. It had been three years since she had started dating Danny Messer. It had been one year since she had married him. They were hoping to start their own family very soon. But after months of trying and failing, Danny blaming himself and his swimmers for not sealing the deal, Danny and Lindsay sought the advice of an infertility doctor.
Lindsay went on a special "baby making" diet as her nurse Chaela liked to call it. They increased their sex life, a plus for team Danny. Lindsay took the mundane and boring job of writing case reports for the lab to keep from over stressing herself in the field. She even began a regimine of clomid and metformin, medications used to help stimulate the hormones into releasing eggs. Their doctor dd warn them of the possiblity of more than one baby with the use of these drugs but not always.
Weeks went by and soon Lindsay found that she got tired easily and was getting sick in the morning, afternoon and at night. While Danny was out in the field she had Adam draw up a blood pregnacy test for her. It was the most accurate way to prove yes or no. Couple hours later Adam paged her that he had the results. The levels were through the roof. She was so excited that she accidently paged Danny 911.
She was waiting for him in the office that they shared when he came tearing in. He was outof breath and didn't notice the elated look on his wife's face.
"What's up Montana? You got something on the case?" he asked panting.
"Even better, Daddy," Lindsay said, with a huge enflaming smile on her face.
Danny stood stiff for a second. Did she just say what I think she said? No, no way. Holy Mary, Mother of Murphy!
"Are we? You mean..." Danny stammered a first for him. Lindsay was delighted in the torture she was putting Danny through. Ther was only twice in her life with him that she found him fighting to speak. Once outside the interrogation room after she had stood him up and when he was trying to propose. She walked over to him placed her hands on his cheeks and kissed him softly.
"Who all knows?" Danny asked.
"Just Adam. He ran the blood test for me," Lindsay replied leaning into him.
About a week later Danny and Lindsay Messer were sitting in the lobby of her OB/GYN's office. Lindsay was reading an issue of Pregnacy magazine while Danny sat nervously, staring at his shoes. He was the only man in the entire office and he was afraid to even breathe for fear of getting attacked by raging pregnancy hormones.
"Mrs. Messer?" the nurse called from the door.
Lindsay tapped Danny's thigh and the pair got up and followed the nurse to the exam rooms. Danny was dropped off in a brightly colored room with a floor to celing corkboard of baby pictures. He sat in his little chair pulling out his cell phone and began to play poker, to pass the time.
Meanwhile Lindsay had the fun task of peeing in a cup. She battered her poor nurse with question after question. Did she give a sufficent sample? What exactly are they testing the urine for? Am I going to have to pee in a cp every time I come? Who am I seeing today?
Elissa, Lindsay's nurse tried her best to answer each of Lindsay's questions. Elissa had her own questions as well. Was this Lindsay's first pregnancy? Did she and her husband have any other children? Lindsay's response to that was, "We have a Flack." Elissa got a good laught at that one.
After Lindsay was weighed and had her blood pressure taken she and Elissa joined Danny in his solitary confinement.
"All right guys, I only have a couple dozen questions or so for. However the first three are for you, sir," Elissa asked, looking over at Danny. She asked for his age, if he was in good health and what he did for a living. Her attention then sihited to Lindsay and took her family medical history.
"Do you have any history of cancer, diabetes or high blood pressure in your family, Mrs. Messer?" Elissa asked.
"My mother died of breast cancer," Lindsay said, frowning slightly. "And I had a cousin with leukemia."
Elissa jotted it all down in Lindsay's chart and gave her a due date. "I'd plan around June 12th," Elissa said, looking o up from her pregnacy wheel. "Dr. Townsend will be in a little bit to go over anything else we haven't talked about already. And congratulations, Mrs. Messer."
With the appointment out of the way the next thing they had to look forward to was the ultrasound. Dr. Townsend warned the Messer's that there was a chance for more than one baby because of the medication Lindsay had been taking. They signed in at the imaging center and waited their turn to be called back. Lindsay was miserable because she needed to empty her bladder but she wasn't allowed to because she need a full bladder for a good sonogram.
Soon they were called back and Lindsay was waiting nervously with Danny. He was trying to lighten the mood by telling her the prank he pulled on Flack that morning when they were getting coffee before coming back to the lab. Flack liked the "girly" coffee drinks whereas Danny took his black as black could be. She laughed when Danny told her how he switched the lids on the cups so Don would get his.
Just as Lindsay was about to burst with laughter as Danny described the look on Flack's face when he got the first sip of Danny's coffee, the sonographer came in. She just about backed out of the room when she saw how hard they were laughing.
"Do I want to know?" she asked.
"Cop coffee joke," Lindsay explained.
"Oh ok. I'm Nina, your sonographer for today. Well let's get this party really started. Let's get a good look at this baby."
Danny and Lindsay tunred from goofy to serious by the time the machine was turned on and humming. Nina squirted the clear gel onto Lindsay's belly and began to look around.
"There's one," Nina said. She moved the wand around making sure she wasn't missing any. "Wait, make that two."
"Two? Oh Danny! Twins!" She leaned over and kissed Danny softly.
"Hold off just a second," Nina said moving the wand some more. "There is a flutter of activity going on in there. I'm counting five individual heartbeats." She pointed out each one, placing a digital number on each one to make sure. "Yeah there's five in there. You have a basketball team."
"Quints?" Lindsay stammered. "Five? Five babies? Oh my God!"
Danny sank down in the chair next to Lindsay, stunned. He knew he was good, he just didn't think he was that good. He stared off into space, lost in thought. Five! Five mini-Messers running around the house. Five extra mouths to feed. Five!
Lindsay, with tears in her eyes looked over at shell shocked Danny. "Danny baby say something. You in there. Blink or something."
Finding his voice very small and weak he said the first thing that came to his mind. "Yahtzee?"
A/N B: All things said by Elissa the OB nurse are actual quotes from me, said on a daily basis at my job as an OB medcal assistant. I will have an epilouge coming soon!