Walking through the crowded New York streets, Danny Messer smiled. He had been looking forward to this day all week. Ever since Lindsay had told him,
"Look here love someone wants to meet you"
His smile grew even broader at the memory, he couldn't believe it, he, Danny Messer was going to be a dad. He looked at her watch and started to hurry. He didn't want to be late
Lindsay sat in the doctor's waiting room trying not to panic. She couldn't believe he was late. Late. Danny Messer might not be known throughout the crime lab for his punctuality. But late for his own child's first scan, uggh she was going to kill-
As if the thought called him to her she turned and saw Danny come rushing in.
"Montana," his New York drawl sounding out of breath, "Am I late?" Just as Lindsay was about to reply in the affirmative, he leaned over and kissed her. She could feel her insides going to mush, then she heard the doctor call out her name, "No, Cowboy. If anything I'd say that you're just in time."
They both walked into the room and the doctor left them so Lindsay could prepare herself.
"Turn Cowboy," She drawled as she took off her shirt to replace it with the doctor's smock she had to wear, looking at in disgust she asked, "Why do I have to wear this?"
Danny shrugged, he didn't know and he wasn't even going to try and know. It wasn't his place, "Ask Hawkes, he'll know."
Lindsay smiled as she thought of the mild mannered CSI; he was the person all of them went to for all things medical. He was like a private doctor, except unable to perform operations or write prescriptions. In fact it was him who had first given Lindsay the hint that she might be pregnant. She turned to face her husband; he didn't know that Sheldon might know, he wanted to be the one to tell all of the team. And who was she to destroy her husband's moment of pride? Lindsay knew that Hawkes would act shocked, she had cornered him earlier in the lab to ensure it.
The doctor walked back in, knocking on the door and popping her head around it first, "Is everything in here decent?"
Once Doctor Heeth was back in the room Lindsay was hooked up to all types of equipment. The doctor had already done all the weighing and any other tests that were needed, now she was getting down to the good stuff, letting the Messer's see their baby for the first time.
"Danny," Lindsay said her voice filled with excitement, "look!" Danny did look and there he saw an almost perfectly formed baby.
"Wow, Montana. Look, It's got hands, 10 little fingers, 10 little toes and...and-"
"Two heads!" Lindsay screamed, obviously panicked, "Doctor Heeth, my baby has two heads!"
"Yeah Doc," Danny chimed in, "What are you doing smiling, my baby could be deformed or...or..." he broke off when he read the panic in Lindsay's eyes.
"No...no" Doctor Heeth laughed, "This is a good thing."
Both CSI's stared at her, "How is this good thing?" Both of them demanded.
"It means that you are having twins. No…wait, there seems to be another head. Let's make that you are having triplets." Danny and Lindsay both stared at her in shock, then Lindsay groaned,
"God cowboy, you and your super sperm!"
Sitting on their sofa curled up, Lindsay and Danny smiled as they saw all the kids trick or treating through the window of their apartment.
"One day our little ones going to do that"
"Our little three, you mean!" Lindsay laughed
"Yeah," Danny smiled and placed a hand over her belly which had the tinniest little bump revealing where the triplets grew, "Our little three." They were moving in for a kiss, when the doorbell rang and a loud chorus of trick or treat could be heard from outside.
Danny groaned and got up, grabbing the bowl of sweets on his way to the door, "Damn three kids."
