Okay, I know you all are gonna hate me for what I do with this story, BUT trust me. I'm a DL girl all the way. You know that I'm gonna make it right (and I'm gonna try NOT abandoning a multi-chap for a change - but really, that's all my ADHD muse's fault.)

Disclaimer: I own not.

These are my confessions,
Just when I thought I said all I can say,
My chick on the side says she got one on the way,
These are my confessions,
Man, I'm thrown and I don't know what to do,
I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions.
-Usher's 'Confessions Part II';

The sky outside was a off shade of green and the hairs on Danny Messer's arm stand up. He shook his head and tried to shake the eery feeling that the day held. Lifting his eyes from the piece of evidence he was analyzing, he caught eyes with Lindsay and winked at her; for the first time in a long while, she gave him a real Montana smile. The phone in his pocket vibrated and he slid it out, the name on his screen made his blood run cold as he hit the talk button, "What?"

"Hello to you too." The voice on the other end of the line sniffled, "Danny, we've got to talk."

"Rikki," He said her name like it was venom, "I'm at work. I can't do this right now."

"I'm pregnant."

"What?" The air left his lungs and he grasped the edge of the light table to keep standing. His mind went numb as his eyes flicked around the room and he forced himself to walk to the stairwell at the end of the hall. He jogged down a few steps and collapsed in a heap against the cinder block wall, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," She breathed and he could tell she was crying, "I'm sure. And Danny? I'm keeping it."

His fist collided with the cold wall and he could hear his knuckles crack. His heartbeat was erratic and his ears flooded with the unsteady thumping as his mind wandered to Lindsay. Everything they had regained in the past few weeks would be shattered with one single word. If he could take it all back, he would. Everything had hit him like a ton of bricks; he loved Lindsay, he had used a grieving mother, and now, he wasn't ready for a kid – especially not with Rikki.

"-k, Danny, I'm not expecting anything. I know that we did what we did because we were missing Reuben and I know that you're trying to fix things with your girl. I just... I needed to give you the option."

"Rikki," He cleared his throat, "I.. you're sure it's mine?"

"Yeah," She breathed, "Danny, I wouldn't have called if I wasn't sure. Look, I know... okay. You're not gonna settle down with anyone who isn't that one girl and I don't want you to do something stupid just because I'm... I just, I have to have this baby. For the first time since Reuben... I feel like I finally have something... someone... to live for."

"I've gotta go." He breathed, wiping his nose on the back of his sleeve, "Uh, I... I've gotta think. I can't think. I just.. I need..."

"I know." Rikki reassured him, "Do what you have to... you can call me at this number if you.. want to discuss anything. And, Danny, whatever you decide? You can always change your mind. I know that whatever we had is over, but the door to this kid is always going to be open to you."

"I've gotta go." He breathed, hitting the off button on his phone as he punched the wall so hard that his knuckle split open. His knees buckled as he rested his head against the wall and tears flooded his blue eyes. Blood dripped like rain from his hand, puddling on the cement step and coagulating.

The door from the landing three steps up opened and in stepped his saving grace. Lindsay's heart caught in her throat as she raced to him, "Danny? What happened?"

"I.." Words failed him.

"You're bleeding." She pulled off the flannel she had been wearing over her tank top and wrapped it around his bleeding knuckles, "Danny? What's going on?"

For lack of words, he held out his phone to her and watched her tense at 'Rikki Sandoval'.

"What'd she want?" Her hand shook as she looked up at him, "Danny!" She growled through gritted teeth, "What. Did. She. Want?"

"She's pregnant." He whispered and he watched his phone slip through Lindsay's fingers, smash against the edge of the step, tumble down to the next landing, and come to rest in pieces.

"No," Lindsay shook her head as her fists collided with his chest, "NO."

"Yeah, Monta-" He was cut off by the palm of her hand connecting with his jaw.

"NO!" The tears were flowing freely from the both of them as Lindsay slammed her hands repetitively against his chest and Danny took every bit of pain she unleashed, "Dammit! NO!"

"I'm so sorry," He mumbled through his tears, "So, so sorry, Baby."

"This..." She fell against his chest and he sunk to the steps with her in his arms, "But..."

"I know." He whispered against her hair, "I'm so sorry, Lindsay."

"This..." She pushed away from him and shook her head, "I can't do this."

"Don't say that, Lindsay!" He moved to his knees, grasping at her legs and looking up at her, "Don't leave me."

"Danny," Her chest heaved with the sobs, "What... She's. Pregnant. You slept with her when you were with me and, now, she's pregnant!"

"I know," And his heart broke as she shoved him away, "Baby, I'd take it all back if I could! I want to be with you. I love you! This isn't what I wanted."

"Well," She shoved him, "that's too damn bad because you made your own choices! And, Danny, those choices affect everyone."

"Lin-"

"-I can't look at you right now, let alone be with you."

As his heart shattered into a million little pieces the door opened again and Mac Taylor entered, "Leave the fighting- Lindsay?"

"Mac." She sniffled and wiped at her swollen eyes. Mac ran his eyes over both of them as his eyes flitted between the two of them.

"Go."

Danny reached for her as she made her way down the steps; her sun kissed arm pulled away from him as she tossed a glare over her shoulder. He let his hand fall as a whisper drowned out the world, "I'm sorry."