A/N: Wow. So many wonderful reviews after just one chapter! I can't thank you all enough for the comments I received. I'm so glad that you like the start to this story. I hope you stick around and see where I'm going with this... I hope that you won't be disappointed!

So without further ado, enjoy Chapter 2.


Lindsay rolled over in bed, her mind was still working, still focused on the events of the day. There was nothing particularly wrong, but there was just something that she couldn't get out of her mind. Something that just didn't feel right. She sighed and fidgeted restlessly for another moment. She was about to throw the covers off of her and get up, realizing that her tossing and turning was eventually going to wake Danny.

As she grabbed a fistful of the bed covers to lift them off of herself, she felt the first stirrings from the other side of the bed. She quickly lowered the blanket back down on herself and closed her eyes, feigning sleep.

"S'matter, Linds?" Danny's sleepy voice came to her out of the darkness.

She didn't respond, hoping that he would just go back to sleep. A nauseating feeling started to spread up from the pit of her stomach and she swallowed hard to get rid of the unpleasant sensation.

"Linds? Lindsay?" Danny's voice sounded more alert now. She sighed to herself and opened her eyes, only to see him lying on his stomach, propped up on his forearms, staring at her with a look of concern on his face.

"Hmm? Nothing," she said, rubbing her eyes. "Go back to sleep, baby. I'm fine."

"Bullshit," Danny said, adjusting himself so that he was laying on his side, his head resting on her pillow. She felt his arms as they slipped around her waist, pulling her toward him. "You're a terrible liar, Montana. I've been listening to you toss and turn for at least ten minutes. What's wrong, babe?"

Lindsay sunk back against her pillows, resting her hands on Danny's forearm that was holding her to him. She hazarded a quick glance up at him. He looked tired but alert. And worried. "It's nothing, really Dan," she said. "I just... have things on my mind and I can't sleep."

Danny smiled reassuringly at her before leaning in and pressing a soft and loving kiss to her cheek. "What kinds of things are keeping my beautiful wife up all night long?" he whispered in her ear. "Anything you want to talk about?"

She adjusted herself so that she could nuzzle her face into Danny's neck, taking comfort in his familiar masculine scent. "I got another one, Dan."

"Another what, Linds?" Danny asked, skimming his hand up and down her arm in a soothing motion.

"Another gift... of the anonymous variety."

Lindsay felt Danny's entire body tense as he processed what she had said. He stopped moving, stopped breathing. He completely froze, his hand lying motionless on her arm. The words hung in the air, hovering above them like a dark cloud.

Lindsay looked up at Danny and was dismayed to see such a pained expression on his face. "Danny? Honey? What are you thinking?"

Danny slowly released the breath he had been holding, and she felt his hands clench into fists, then slowly release as he attempted to control his emotions. She let one hand slip up to his face so that she was cupping his cheek in the palm of her hand. "Danny, please talk to me," she said as she gently stroked her thumb across his cheek.

He looked down at her, his blue eyes looking steely in the cold moonlight of their room. "When?" was all he asked. It was only one word, and his tone had simply been inquiring, but Lindsay knew that he was hurt that this was something that had been bothering her all day and for a better part of the night, and he was only finding out about it now.

"When I got to work this morning... it was in my desk drawer."

Danny leaned away from her so that he was lying on his back on the bed. Removing his arms from around his wife, he brought his hands up to scrub them over his face, letting out a deep sigh as he did so.

"Danny?" she asked, reaching out and placing a calming hand on his bare chest.

"What was it?" he asked, his voice muffled by the barrier of his hands still covering his face.

Lindsay swallowed and began toying with his dog tags, gathering her thoughts. "It was a bear. A... a little teddy bear. He was pink with a big read heart in his hands... and there was another card..."

Lindsay paused in mid-sentence as Danny let out a frustrated groan. She hung her head, hating to hear how upset she had made Danny, wishing that she had never woken him. She began to sniffle as she felt the hot sting of the tears that were forming behind her eyes. Danny was usually so talkative and so affectionate, and she knew that his taciturn behaviour, paired with the fact that he had pulled away from her, meant that he was seriously upset about this. "Baby? Please talk to me," she said softly, trying hard not to let her emotions reflect in her voice.

Relief surged through her as Danny slowly lowered his hands from his face, one coming to rest on his stomach, the other reaching up and tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked quietly.

"I'm sorry, honey," she said. "I guess I just didn't want to bother you with it. And to be honest, I kind of forgot about it until I saw it in my drawer again as I was getting ready to come home from work. I was going to tell you when you got home, but I saw that you were so tired... and Lucy just wanted to spend some time with you. So I dropped it."

Danny closed his eyes and she could see that he was trying to choose his next words carefully, not wanting to overreact. Finally he opened his eyes, trailing his fingers down her cheek and affectionately pinching her chin before giving her a small smile. "Linds, I know I'm not always the easiest guy in the world to talk to," he said. "But you mean the world to me. And when I see that something is bothering you, and you're keeping it from me to spare my feelings?" Danny shook his head, smiling sadly at her. "I don't want you to bottle things up, Linds. It's not good for you... or for us." He gently wiped away the tears that had begun to trail down her cheek. "What did the card say this time?" he asked softly.

Lindsay reached up to where his hand lay on her cheek and gave his fingers a gentle squeeze before pushing herself up from the bed. She padded out of the room and he heard her rustling around in her bag. Then he listened as her footsteps brought her back to the room, a small pink bear clutched in one hand and a card in the other. She sat down on the edge of the bed and hesitated for a moment before handing him the card. On the cover was a bouquet of red roses with the words You're Mine scrawled out in a flowy script. Taking a deep breath, Danny flipped open the card to see the words inscribed inside;

Lindsay,

Don't worry my love, we will be together again soon.

As always, your loving

D

Danny held the card in his shaking hand. He looked up at Lindsay, her deep brown eyes clouded by fear. "I don't like this, Linds," he said quietly, reaching out and taking her in his arms. She leaned back against his chest, letting his strong arms wrap themselves around her in a protective embrace.

"I don't either, Dan," she whispered. "I... I don't know who this is coming from... or what he wants."

Danny let out a sharp bark of laughter. "I think it's pretty clear what he wants, babe," he said, tightening his grip on her. "He wants you."

"Well, he can't have me," Lindsay said, grasping Danny's hands in her own and interlacing their fingers. "I'm taken."

Danny smiled as he pressed a soft kiss to her neck, just below her jaw. "Mine," he growled in her ear. At this one word, Lindsay felt a flutter of heat slowly rise from low down in her core.

"All yours, Danny," she said as she turned her head, her lips meeting his in a fiery and possessive kiss. She felt Danny open his mouth, his tongue darting out to meet her own. She let out a soft sigh as she ran her tongue along his lower lip before she gently nipped on the tip of his tongue, causing him to moan.

"Linds," he breathed as he pulled away from the kiss, resting his forehead against her shoulder, "We should take these in to work tomorrow, see if we can find out where they came from."

"Okay, baby," Lindsay said, kissing the side of his face. She brought her hand up to guide his lips back to hers. "Tomorrow."

"I'm serious, Lindsay," Danny said, his voice husky at the sheer desire he saw reflected in his wife's face.

"Tomorrow, baby," Lindsay said again as she continued to place gentle kisses to his jaw, slowly making her way down his neck toward his collar bone. She smiled as he let out a soft moan of appreciation as her lips found the sensitive spot where his chest met his neck and she began sucking lightly.

"Tomorrow," he panted, his eyes closing as he rested his head back against the pillows, letting the sensations of his wife's lips on his body take over. He dropped the card to the floor by the side of the bed and slid his hands up her sides, pulling her over on top of him. She let out a soft shriek as she felt the evidence of his arousal pressing into her hip.

"Oh, God, baby," she panted as she felt him begin to slowly gyrate underneath her, pushing his erection up against her. "Fuck me, Danny," she said, "Show me that I'm yours. No one can fuck me like you can."

"Jesus, Linds," he breathed as his cock strained against his boxer shorts, the feeling of her taught body moving against his own only making him harder. "You're mine. Only mine."

As the words left his mouth, he grabbed her and quickly flipped them over so that he was on top of her. He held himself up on his arms so that he hovered above her, the only part of him touching her was his lips as they brushed softly against the skin of her neck.

"Say it again, Danny," she whispered as her hands reached up and gripped his waist, pulling him down so that he lay on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his hips, her heels pressing into his ass as she began so rock herself up against him. He let out a moan of frustration at the fabric of their night clothes that still separated them. "Say it again," Lindsay demanded. "Say that I'm yours."

"Your mine, baby," Danny panted. He could feel the wetness of her own arousal seeping through the fabric of her pyjama bottoms as her core pressed against the skin of his stomach and it made his cock ache with longing. "I want to fuck you, Linds."

"Then do it already, Danny. I need to feel you, baby," Lindsay said, scraping her nails down his back. "I'm all yours, Danny. Only yours."

That was all that Danny could stand. The need to be buried deep inside of her was overwhelming him now. He quickly pushed himself up off of her, off of the bed. He hurriedly pushed his boxers down his legs, stepping out of them before he reached down and grabbed Lindsay's pyjama bottoms and ripped them off her legs, leaving her exposed to him. He looked down at her lying on the bed. Her face was flushed, her legs bent at the knees and spread wide so that he got the perfect view of her slick wetness that was waiting for him... and only him.

"Fuck, baby," Danny said licking his lips as he moved forward. He knelt on the edge of the bed, reaching out and placing his hands on her knees, spreading her legs wider. "You're so wet. God, I want you so bad, baby."

Lindsay responded by running her fingers down her body, over her still-covered breasts until her fingers rested on her curls. He watched with wide eyes as her index finger slowly slid down further until it reached her folds. His breath hitched in his throat as she began to rub her clit for him, her legs twitching under his hands as the sensations coursed out from her core, electrifying her body. "Fuck," he breathed. He didn't think it was humanly possible to be any more turned on than he was at this particular moment, until he watched as his wife slid her finger further down until it disappeared inside of her as her hips bucked up to deepen the penetration of her digit. "Fuck," he said again, his voice breaking with the strength of his arousal.

"Mmm, Danny," Lindsay moaned as her finger continued to pump in and out of her centre. "Danny, please, baby. Please touch me, love me, fuck me. I'm so wet for you baby. I need you."

Danny wasted no time before he skimmed his hands down her thighs and replaced her hand with his own, moaning out loud at the wetness he found waiting for him. With one hand he inserted two fingers into her, pumping with short quick thrusts while with his other hand he traced firm circles on her clit. Lindsay pushed her head back into the pillow, biting her lip and spreading her legs even wider for him, her hips rocking up to meet his movements. Her hands trailed back up her body as her fingers found her breasts through the fabric of he tank top and she began to tease her nipples with light little flicks and twists with her fingers.

"Oh God! Danny!" she panted before a loud groan of pleasure erupted from her lips. "Fuck, that feels so good, Danny."

"You like that, baby?" Danny asked, smirking down at her, knowing exactly what her answer would be.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out as he felt the first spasms of her orgasm as her inner walls tightened around his fingers. She gave one final tilt of her hips and held her position as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her as her orgasm rocked her body. "Fuck! Oh, my God!"

Danny continued moving his fingers until he felt the last wave of her orgasm pass. He slid his fingers out of her and crawled up her body ensuring that he pressed his now painful erection up against her as he leaned down to kiss her, their lips meeting in a heated and desperate kiss.

"I love it when you do that," Lindsay panted as she pulled away from the kiss, running her fingers through her husband's short hair.

"When I do what?" Danny asked smugly as he bent down to kiss her shoulder.

She reached down and smacked his ass before replying. "When you fuck me with your fingers, smartass," she said.

"Oh that," Danny said, smiling as he raised himself up so he could look Lindsay in the eye.

"Yeah, that," Lindsay said, once again wrapping her legs around his hips. "But I like it better when you fuck me with this," she whispered as she reached down and firmly took hold of Danny's cock, stroking him slowly. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against her shoulder as he felt her talented fingers tracing firm and loving patterns on his throbbing erection.

Unable to take it anymore, Danny sat up once again and unhooked her legs from around him. "Turn over," he demanded.

"Why would I want to do that?" she asked, looking up at him coyly.

He leaned down until his face was mere inches from hers. "Do you want me to fuck you, or don't you?" he growled at her. He smirked as he saw the fire of lust rekindled in her eyes at his question.

Without a word, Lindsay turned over on her stomach so that her perfect, shapely ass was displayed to him. He reached down and ran his hands over the soft swell of her backside before he moved so that he was positioned between her knees. He slipped his hands under her hips, pulling her up so that she was kneeling while leaning forward, her weight supported by her forearms. Then he leaned in and pressed his erection up against her tight entrance.

He slowly began to slide himself into her, moaning at the feeling of being inside her. He pressed until he had penetrated her fully and then he immediately pulled back out until only his tip remained inside of her. He felt her body shudder at the feeling, and she let out a soft moan of satisfaction as he entered her once again, faster this time.

"Fuck, Linds," Danny panted as his thrusts came faster and harder, "God, you feel so good, baby."

"You're so deep, Danny," Lindsay moaned as he pounded into her. "Harder. God, I want you to fuck me harder than you ever have before, baby."

Letting out a groan of desire, Danny tightened his grip on his wife's hips as he adjusted his position, better enabling himself to go faster, harder, and deeper. At the sound of Lindsay calling out in delight, he assumed that whatever he was doing, he was doing it right.

"Fuck! Right there! Shit! Oh, fuck, Danny! Right there! Oh, God, don't stop!"

Danny could feel the himself getting closer and closer to his release, and his carefully rhythmical thrusts were becoming more and more erratic as he approached the edge. "How close are you, Linds?" he asked.

"Close," she panted.

"How close?" he asked again, "Because I'm so close, babe. I'm gonna come soon."

At his words, Lindsay pushed her upper body up off the bed so that her back was pressed up against Danny. She reached back and cupped Danny's cheek with one hand while the other snaked down her front until it came to her clit. She began to rub furiously, keeping pace with Danny's thrusts. She looked up and saw their reflection in the oversize mirror they had installed in their bedroom ages ago. She watched as her own hand disappeared between her thighs and sighed as she looked up to see Danny's face in the throes of passion. His eyes were closed and she could tell by his grunts that he was close.

She turned her head and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. "Open your eyes, baby," she whispered. "I want you to watch while you make me come."

Danny's eyes flew open and his blue eyes met her brown ones in their reflection in the mirror. "God, you're so fucking hot, Montana," he grunted as he once again picked up the pace of his thrusts. Lindsay in turn ground her hips back into his, deepening their connection. She soon found her own hand replaced by his as his fingers masterfully sought out her clit.

"I'm so close, Danny," she panted as she began to fee the telltale signs of her approaching orgasm as his fingers and cock worked to bring her to the edge. "Tell me that I belong to you, Danny."

"Fuck, Linds," Danny panted as he felt her walls start to convulse around him. "You're mine, Lindsay. You belong to me. No one else can have you."

Lindsay let out a low moan that quickly escalated into a shriek of ecstasy as she felt her body begin to tense up. Danny watched their reflection in the mirror as his wife came undone in his arms. His own breath was becoming more and more ragged as he neared his climax. As her orgasm coursed through her body, causing her to shudder and jerk in his arms, Danny could hold on no longer and as he called her name out he felt himself let go and he spilled deep inside of her.

He held her in his arms, both of their chests heaving with their exertion, their hearts pounding in their ears. Danny pressed a soft kiss to her neck before he began to untangle his arms from her and slide himself out of her. She collapsed onto the bed, fully sated by their rambunctious and desperate lovemaking, and he lay down beside her, skimming his hand lovingly down her back until coming to rest on her backside.

Lindsay turned her head to look at her husband. She couldn't imagine anyone in the world making her feel as good as he did. He filled her up, not only in the sexual sense, but he also filled her life with love and support, laughter and friendship, something that no other man had ever been able to do for her. She felt safe in his arms. She pushed the unpleasant thoughts from earlier out of her mind as she wiggled over until her head was resting on Danny's chest. She curled up so that her body perfectly formed to his.

"Say it again, Danny," she whispered to him. She watched as his eyes began to droop sleepily. He gave her a drowsy smile before he pulled her closer to him, kissing the tip of her nose.

"You're my girl, Montana," he said. She smiled at him as she listened to his breathing begin to slow down and even out.

"All yours," she said as she snuggled down against him. Soon her own breathing evened out and they both slept soundly without another thought about the small, pink bear that now sat on Lindsay's nightstand.


Oh, did I forget to mention that there's smut in this chapter? Whoopsie do! *bats eyelashes innocently*

Did we like it? Was it smutty enough? Are we wanting more? Did anyone catch the reference to my other stories Cheer Up Danny and High School Daze? One hundred million points to you if you did! ;)