The day had been long, hard, and stressful, so Lindsay was more than happy to finally be home. Walking into the apartment instantly relaxed her. She could smell something good coming from the kitchen, so she knew Danny was cooking. She always loved coming home on a day that he had off because she knew that he had spent half the day cooking some incredible Italian meal. Sometimes she swore he was trying to get her fat with all the food he cooked.

Lindsay made her way into the kitchen. Danny was standing over a pot on the stove, wooden spoon in his hand. When she got closer to him, he turned his head to see her.

"Hey babe," he said, leaning in for a kiss. "How was your day?"

She sighed as she went and sat at the kitchen table, glad to finally be off her feet.

"Stressful," she answered.

"Hard case?"

Lindsay nodded.

"Stella and I are still working on the Jennifer Cooper case."

"The girl who was strangled in Central Park?" Danny asked. He turned the heat on the stove to medium, then he went and sat across from Lindsay, taking her hand in his.

"Yeah. We've got very little evidence, and no suspects. It's driving us crazy!"

"Well don't worry. Knowing you, you'll find something," he said.

Lindsay smiled in response, then decided to not talk about the case again that night. Since her and Danny had gotten married, they had both made a deal that they would talk about work as little as possible. Being at home was their time to be a normal family and to leave work at work and talk about stuff other than dead bodies.

"So," Lindsay began, "what is my wonderful husband cooking for me tonight?"

"Just spaghettie," he answered. "I was going to make something really nice, but someone decided to be stubborn today and wouldn't let me do anything else but play with her."

After he said this, Danny let his eyes wander to the corner of the kitchen, and Lindsay's gaze soon followed. She smiled, standing up.

"Oh Danny, don't blame your laziness on our daughter," she joked, earning her a playful slap on her ass from Danny as she walked to the playpen in the corner.

As soon as seven month old Lucy saw her mother, her blue eyes lit up and she smiled widely as she reached out. Lindsay picked her up and placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"Were you giving Daddy trouble today?" she asked.

"Seriously Linds, if I tried to do anything that caused me to not pay attention to her for even five seconds, she'd start crying. I think she's got some serious issues."

"So then she does take after you in more than just the looks department!" she said, giggling. Lindsay's giggling soon caused Lucy to start giggling herself. Danny just rolled his eyes.

"That's great, you two team up against me. I see how it is."

"Oh come on, Dan. You know she'll always be a Daddy's girl," she said, causing Danny to smile in pride." So what did you two do all day?"

"We played Barbies together. Then we went for a walk in the park. And then we had to watch that damn ogre movie for the millionth time."

Lindsay chuckled softly at the image of Danny playing with Lucy's Barbie dolls, but she decided to ignore that part.

"Are you talking about Shrek?" she asked.

"Yeah, that's the one. I thinkn she liked the donkey. She laughed everytime it was on the screen."

"Probably because it reminded her of you," she said, smirking.

Danny let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Real funny, Montana. I bet she thought the ogre was you."

Lindsay shook her head.

"Nope, the ogre's Flack."

This time, Danny laughed for real. Lindsay smiled at him as she placed Lucy back in her playpen. She then walked back to the kitchen table. Before she could sit in her own chair, Danny grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. He kissed her deeply, then he moved to her neck. Lindsay let out a satisfied moan when he started kissing her favorite spot.

"What's this for?" she asked as she ran her hands through his hair. She felt him shrug.

"Just wanted to let you know that I love you."

Lindsay pulled away from him slightly, then she took his face in her hands and grinned. Even though she already knew heloved her, it was still nice to hear him say it. And even though he had first told her that he loved her months ago, before anyone even knew about her pregnancy, and he had said it to her many times since then, it still gave her a tingly feeling when he said it.

"I love you, too," she whispered before kissing him again.

Their tender moment was soon interrupted by knocking at their frong door. Danny sighed out of frustration as he rested his forehead against Lindsay's. He hated when moments like the one they were having got interrupted.

"Maybe if we ignore it, it'll go away," he suggested.

Lindsay shook her head and stood up, much to Danny's disliking.

"You've got to finish dinner anyways. Besides, we can't exactly do anything with Lucy in the room," she said, heading for the door. As she walked, she turned her head. "But if you're a good boy tonight, I promise we'll finish that later."

She winked before walking out of the kitchen. When she opened the front door, she was suprised to see someone she didn't recognize. Usually the only people who came to her and Danny's apartment were the people they worked with, with the exception of Danny's parents.

"Can I help you?" Lindsay asked the woman.

The woman looked Lindsay up and down, and when she saw Lindsay's wedding ring, she shook her head.

"I must have the wrong apartment."

"Well who are you looking for?" Lindsay hoped she didn't sound as annoyed as she was feeling. She wanted to be in the kitchen with Danny, not standing in the entrance of their apartment with some lost woman.

"I'm looking for Danny Messer."

Suddenly the woman had Lindsay's full attention. Who was this woman? Before Lindsay could say anything else, Danny had entered the room.

"Marissa?"

Lindsay watched as the woman's eyes got brighter at the sight of Danny.

"Daniel!" she exclaimed in a way that annoyed Lindsay.

The woman pushed Lindsay out of the way and gave Danny a hug. Lindsay stood in the doorway, glaring at this woman who was a stranger to her, but obviously not one to Danny.

She didn't know who the hell she was, but something told her she wasn't going to like this Marissa woman.

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