A/N Ok, I only own the plot, Lindsay's family, and whatever I feel like making them say
I don't own the characters, or Montana (but that would be pretty cool)
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Danny Messer walked through the lab, cradling his steaming coffee. As he walked into the layout room, he noticed Lindsay "Montano" Monroe, hanging he head.
"G' morning Montana!" he said
"Ok, thank you Carter. How's Lily?" she asked her phone
"Oh…sorry." Danny said, whispering.
"Well, tell her I miss her. Yea, I'll try. I have a case to finish with Danny…do you really think that asking me if I'm sleeping with him is an appropriate question" she paused to listen, and look up at Danny who just spilled his coffee on himself "Well no, I'm not. Ok, bye Carter."
She closed her phone. Before Danny had a chance to bring his cup to his lips, she broke down and started sobbing. He put his cup down and rushed to her side.
"Whoa, Lindsay, what's wrong? What happened?" he asked.
"M-my mother j-just d-died of c-cancer." She said between sobs.
"oh, Lindsay, I'm so, so sorry." He said pulling her into his chest. And they stayed that way for a while. Danny Messer holding, and stroking, his sobbing Montana.
"Hey Danny, I've got your re-" Sheldon walked in, looked up at the scene, and walked back out.
"Hey, hey Lindsay…c'mon, calm down. Look at me…" Danny said softly. She looked up at him and his heart melted when he looked into her tear streaked eyes.
"I need some time off Danny.." she started, then trailed off.
"Alright, let me talk to Mac, then I'll take you home…ok?" he asked her. When she nodded, he pulled her towards the locker room, ignoring all the stares, opened her locker and pulled out her jacket and purse. Then did the same for himself (minus the purse, he has a messenger bag). He pulled her to Mac's office and told her to wait outside. He went in.
"Mac, Lindsay needs some time off." Danny said
"Ok?" Mac, Flack, and Stella all looked up from the case file they were reading.
"Her mother just passed, from cancer I think she said." His Staten Island accent coming through thicker from the emotion her was feeling for her.
"Both of you have two weeks then." Mac said, jotting something down on a sticky note.
"Both?" Danny asked.
"Danny, she needs someone right now. Some who feels for her, and really cares about her. Someone she can easily talk to. That person is you." Stella said softly.
"Thank you, Mac, Stella." He nodded at all three of them.
He turned around, and walked out. He looked around for a second before realizing that Lindsay was sitting on the floor with her head in her hands. He took her hands a pulled her up. She looked into his eyes, and gave a weak smile. He smiled back, a genuine smile, not the cocky-sexy-egotistical grin that he usually had, but a really smile, and led her to his car.