A/N: I'm pacing back and forth waiting for this big moment between Danny and Lindsay to rear its pretty head. According to TV Guide in their Fall preview edition they told us of a mid-season hookup. Speaking of, has anyone else noticed that they are only showing Anna Belknap from the waist up these past few episodes? I've seen a great deal of TV pregnancy cover-ups to know when I see one. That could be the main reason why they have not done anything with the Danny/Lindsay storyline because the producers are waiting for Anna to pop before they move that storyline along. Anyway here is Trapped With No Light in Sight. Post Love Run Cold. Major Danny/Lindsay fluff. I don't own CSI:NY or any of its characters. I just own the box sets and the tapes that the new episodes are on. I do however own the character of Richie, Lindsay's older brother.

Chapter One: Trapped With No Light in Sight

It was an old mine shaft Lindsay and her older brother had discovered one boring summer afternoon. They had ridden out to the end of their father's acreage and discovered an old mine in the mountains. The pair tied up their horses and explored the outside of the mine. On a dare, ten year old Lindsay went into the old tunnel. The old rail track led deep into the mountain. By the age of the mine car, the mine hadn't been in operation in years. Shining her flashlight around the tunnel Lindsay found old hard hats, picks, shovels and gloves. Most of the items in the mine had not been seen by human eyes in a very long time.

"Richie! Come check this out!" Lindsay called out to her older brother waiting at the mouth of the tunnel. "It's so cool in here!"

Richie began to walk into the tunnel as well. Lindsay was a good ten yards ahead of him. She veered to the left following another tunnel. She was taking in everything, committing it to memory in case she would ever need it later. A few feet in front of her a hole had been covered by a piece of wood. The board broke through and Lindsay fell into the darkness. Richie heard her cry out and went in search of her. He saw her small flashlight's beam coming from the hole she was trapped in. She was about twenty feet down. There was no way that he could pull her out himself.

Hours later, Richie returned to the mine with their father and a few others that had been at their ranch. Lindsay had been trapped in a small hole for six hours with nothing but her little flashlight. Trapped with no light in sight.

That was the memory that was filling Lindsay's mind when she got trapped in the subway tunnel while working on a case. A construction crewmember had been killed while working on caving in an old tunnel. She and Danny only had a very small window of time to get the evidence they needed before the tunnel would collapse again.

"I'm going back up Montana," he called to her. "If you're not up here in five minutes, I'm going to come back down here and pull you up myself."

"I'll be right there Danny," she called back, looking over she shoulder to the left.

Lindsay's natural need to have everything that could possibly be relevant, led her down another stretch when she noticed a stray glove. Before she knew it, the tunnel was completely dark and she was trapped. Trapped with no light in sight.

Back at the truck Danny was packing up his kit, waiting for Lindsay. He looked over to the crew and noticed that she wasn't with them. He flipped open his phone and scrolled through his phone book to "Montana-Cell." He hit the send button but the phone rang and rang but never went through to her voicemail. He then hit the walkie-talkie button but all he got was static. Lindsay was still down there. His next call was to Mac.

"Mac, we got a situation here," Danny said. "The tunnel collapsed and Lindsay's still down there."

"Danny, stay calm and use your head. Have you tried contacting her?" Mac asked.

"All I'm getting is static," Danny replied, pacing on the sidewalk.

If it were up to Danny he would rip through that rubble down there with his bare hands. If it meant getting to Lindsay before something else happened he would take that chance. He loved her. What hurt him the most was that he hadn't told her yet. There had been several opportunities to do so, but he bit his tongue. Now he didn't know if he'd ever get the chance to now.

"Danny, I'm sending Hawkes and Stella over. You are under no circumstances to go in that tunnel alone. I can't afford to lose two of my best CSIs. Sit tight and wait for Stella and Hawkes."

Danny sighed in frustration. Despite how much he wanted to get in there and find Lindsay himself, he knew better than to cross Mac again.

Down in the dark of the collapsed tunnel, Lindsay's thoughts were all over the place. It was all she could do to get her focus off the pain her right leg was in. Her mind went back to that summer day when she fell through the boards in the old mine. She had only been ten at the time so she didn't have nearly as many happy thoughts to keep her occupied. Now she had thoughts of a certain born and bred New Yorker safe above waiting for her.

Danny Messer was the last thing that she had ever thought would happen when she moved to New York almost a year ago. Danny picked on her, made her laugh, blush and smile. Of all the people on the team Lindsay felt the closest to Danny. He didn't press her to talk about her past in Montana. He was her silent supporter, letting her know that when she was ready to talk he'd be there to help her. Now, when she needed him the most he was above where the light was and she was trapped in the darkness.

Stella and Hawkes had arrived. Danny greeted them warmly but he was ready to get to work. The three of them climbed down into the dark tunnel and set up their stuff. Danny set up his laptop with the search and rescue's video pole. He anxiously watched as the guys fed the camera pole through a tiny hole where he last knew Lindsay was.

"Wait! Back up! There, to the right. What is that?" he asked, pointing at the screen. "That's Lindsay's case."

"All right now that we have a visual let's get in there," Stella said to the search and rescue crew.

They left the camera in place and Danny watched for any other signs of Lindsay. It was slow moving on the search side as they moved rocks and beams.

Lindsay could hear them on the other side of the rocks. She tried to call out to them, but the only sound that came from her mouth was, "Danny!"

She managed to sit up but that was all she could do. There was a large weight lying across her right leg. She took hold of the wooden beam and tried to lift it off. From her position on the ground and the way that her leg was there was no way she could get this off by herself. She took a big breath of air and let it out slowly.

Danny could see dust moving and relaxed slightly knowing that they were in the right place. He saw a small foot come into view and it took all he had to not jump from the screen and start tearing through those rocks with his bare hands.

It took the crew nearly two hours to cut through the rocks a debris to create a tunnel large enough to fit a stretcher through. Unknown to everyone, Lindsay's situation was becoming worse with every passing moment. The beam had broken her leg and she was slowly bleeding out. They had a very short amount of time before they would lose her.

Danny donned a headlamp and began the crawl to Lindsay. He was terrified for her and angry with himself for letting her go off by herself in an unstable environment. Once he was through the tunnel he called back for the stretcher. He crawled over to Lindsay, who was now very sleepy and she was starting to drift.

"Montana?" Danny called in a soft voice. When she didn't respond he called to her again. He cradled her head in his lap, pushing her hair out of her face. "Lindsay? Lindsay, open your eyes. Lindsay, look at me."

He took hold of her hand, massaging it, trying to get her to wake up. "Montana! Come on Lindsay, wake up. Lindsay, open your eyes. Baby, please."

"Danny?" her soft voice called out weakly. "Danny?"

"I'm here Lindsay. Stay with me. I'm going to get you out of here."

"I can't move my leg. Danny I'm so scared."

Danny kissed her forehead and squeezed her hand. "I'm right here, Montana. I'm going to get you out of here. I promise."

He removed his jacket and placed it under Lindsay's head as he worked on getting the beam off her leg. She cried out in pain a few times and that damn near broke Danny's heart. He worked quickly and soon she was free. Being very careful of her leg Danny picked her up and carried her to the stretcher.

For the past few weeks Lindsay had been having reoccurring dreams about Danny saving her life. In one she was held hostage at a bank robbery, another they were working a crime scene and a suspect resisting arrest grabbed hold of her. In every dream Danny would swoop in and rescue her. Each time he would carry her away to safety. But this wasn't a dream.

Lindsay was pulled down the tunnel into the light. Danny was right behind her. He still had a hold of her hand. A chopper was waiting to airlift her to the hospital.

"Danny!? Where's Danny?" Lindsay was calling out. She could no longer feel his hand in hers. "Danny!"

Danny had barely got away from the subway when he heard her yell his name. He ran to the chopper.

"You wouldn't happen to be Danny?" the EMT asked.

"Yes sir," he said as he climbed into the chopper next to Lindsay. He took her hand again and was prepared to hold it forever. He was never going to let this woman out of his sight again.

"Sir, your partner has lost a great deal of blood," the EMT said. "To keep her from going into shock I need you to talk to her. Keep her awake."

Danny stroked Lindsay's hair back and kissed her forehead. "So what is this Montana, proof that whatever I can do you can do better?" he teased. "Lindsay? Squeeze my hand if you can hear me. I want to know that you're hearing what I'm saying."

Despite her weakness, Lindsay "Montana" Monroe managed to intertwine her fingers with Danny's. Danny smiled down at her with the relief that she could hear him. He thought carefully before he spoke again. He leaned down and whispered into her ear.

"I love you Lindsay Monroe," was the last thing that Lindsay heard before her entire world went black. She passed into Dreamland where everything there had some connection to Danny. She was standing on the corner of a city street. On one corner was Cozy's; another was Ray's Pizza. She walked down the street and she passed a pet shop but the only pet inside was a kinkajou. She looked up from the pet shop to see Danny standing there, waiting for her.

She ran to him, jumping into his waiting, open arms. He spun her around holding her close. She buried her face into the crook of his neck Her position in his arms changed as he carried her like he had when they were doing the experiment outside the water tower.

Lindsay was taken immediately to surgery. Danny sat in the waiting room. When staying sat became too tedious for him he took to pacing. One by one the other members of the team arrived. Mac was the first to arrive with Peyton, then Stella and Hawkes got there. Flack was the last to arrive. He had just got there when the surgeon came out into the waiting room.

"My name is Dr. Russell. I was the lead surgeon on Detective Lindsay Monroe. Detective Monroe is in stable condition," he began. "She lost a great deal of blood. Ten more minutes and there would have been nothing we could have done. The beam fractured her right tibia and fibula. It also dislocated her knee. We set her leg with titanium pins and she is in a full leg cast. With intense physical therapy Detective Monroe should be back to normal in about six months."

"That's good news, doctor," Mac said, shaking the Dr. Russell's hand. "Thank you so much."

No one was more relived about Lindsay than one Danny Messer. He also shook Dr. Russell's hand and beamed happily. Montana was going to be all right.

"Can we see her?" Danny asked.

"She should be out of recovery in a few minutes," the doctor replied. "She should be in room 302."

The team thanked Dr. Russell. They all took the elevator to the third floor and waited for Lindsay to come down. They each went in one at a time to see her. Mac went in first.

"You gave us quite a scare young lady," Mac said sternly. "But I'm glad you're all right. You take your time getting well. You come back when you're ready. You won't be in the field until you're done with physical therapy but you can be in the lab."

One by one the rest of the team came in to see her. They each said the same thing. They were all glad that she was all right and they wished her well. Soon there was only one person who had not come into her hospital room. Danny hovered outside the door until everyone had left. Once everyone was gone he cautiously entered her room.

"You never did answer my question," was the first thing he said.

"And what would that question be?" Lindsay asked.

"This isn't some attempt to one up me? Getting trapped in a panic room with a dead guy is one thing, but to get trapped in a collapsed subway tunnel is something entirely different."

Danny pulled up the chair closer to Lindsay's bed and sat down. She looked so fragile to him, lying there broken. He couldn't help but be nervous. He wasn't sure if she had heard him say that he loved her.

"Danny," she said softly. "You want to know what I was thinking about while I was trapped in that tunnel?"

She reached over and took his hand, intertwining their fingers.

"What?" he asked, relaxing, using his other hand to cover their intertwined hand.

"You. I was thinking about all the ways you were going to mock me for getting trapped. All I could think about was getting out of there and back to you."

"Montana," Danny said. "I was going crazy just sitting there waiting to get to you. If I could have, I would have ripped that debris apart with my own hands. I would have carried you out if I could have."

"I know Danny," Lindsay said, reaching across to place her hand on his cheek. "I heard what you said. It was the last thing I heard before I went out. Say it again."

"I love you Lindsay Monroe," Danny said.

"I love you Danny Messer," Lindsay replied.

Danny stood up, leaned over her and kissed her softly. His free hand went to her hair and tucked it behind her ear. He kissed the tip of her nose; each cheek then went back to her lips. They only parted for lack of air.

"I should go," Danny said. "You need your rest."

"You're not seriously going to leave me here all by myself in this place?" Lindsay asked, her eyes pleading with him to stay. "Please Danny. Just stay until I fall asleep."

"That I can do," Danny said kissing her again. He would never grow tired of doing that. He sat back in the chair and watched her as she fell asleep. Before he knew it morning had arrived. What woke him was the smell of the breakfast carts coming down the hall. He stood up and stretched out. Sleeping in hard plastic hospital chairs had not been one of his better ideas. He kissed the top of her head and quickly left the room.

He went outside for some air. Things had definitely changed in such a short amount of time. She loved him. He loved her. That's all that mattered. He spotted a guy in the corner selling flowers. Danny bought several bunches and brought them back up to Lindsay's room.

She had awoken shortly after Danny had left. She yawned and looked over at the now empty chair. Forgetting for a moment all that had happened the day before she almost thought she dreamt that Danny told her that he loved her. She looked over to the door and saw him standing there with a large bunch of flowers.

"Good morning Montana," he said. "Got these for you. They say it'll make you feel better."

"I already feel better. Not because of the flowers but because you're here," Lindsay said. "I woke up this morning and thought that everything that happened yesterday was a dream."

"It wasn't a dream."

He flashed her his heart melting smile and she knew that it hadn't been a dream. Danny was there, with her, and she was no longer trapped in the darkness with no light in sight.