Better the devil you know

A/N: Cheers for all the reviews and people adding to their favourite stories and story alerts. So sorry for not updating for ages but as I am now working I don't have as much free time as before!!!

The third chapter begins a few hours after the end of the last one, with flashbacks (including ones of THAT night and my version of how Danny found out, based on the promo). CSI:NY characters belong to someone else. My characters belong to me!

Cheers to laurzz for the read through!!

Set after 5.09 so contains spoilers – D/L all the way!!

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Chapter 3 – Trips Down Memory Lane

Lindsay stretched out on the sofa, kicking her shoes off as she did so. In one hand was a can of lemonade and in the other a scan of her baby. Their baby. Hers and Danny's. She had never expected that she would be saying those words, at least not right now. Ever since that fateful night on the pool table their relationship had gone from strength to strength. Although you would never know this from the way they behaved at work. Both of them were professional people and had had the rule of 'no relationship stuff' at work, but that had gone out the window when Lindsay had become pregnant. Their relationship had been going so well that Lindsay had started discussing the possibility of moving in together. But then tragedy occurred when Ruben Sandoval had been shot and killed. Overcome by grief, Danny had turned away from her and found solace in the arms of Ruben's mother Rikki. During those few weeks when Danny had been cold and distant Lindsay had had a nagging feeling that something had happened between the two of them. It wasn't until that evening, after her rain walk when she had decided to go round and tell Danny in person how hard he was to love that she found out the truth.

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Flashback

'Can I get you a beer or anything?' Danny asked nervously as he hovered by the sofa where Lindsay was sitting. She had shown up five minutes ago and apart from the greetings and being invited in, nothing had been said until now.

'A beer would be great.' Lindsay replied, grateful that she would have something to hold onto instead of gripping the edge of the sofa. Danny disappeared into the kitchen, returning a moment later with two bottles. He handed one to her as he sat down at the opposite end of the sofa to her. They simultaneously took a swig of their drinks, both waiting for the other to say something.

'What's with the cup of sugar?' Lindsay said, gesturing her head towards the item that sat on the coffee table. Danny glanced at it, deciding whether to tell the truth or not.

'It's from Rikki. Y'know – borrowing a cup of sugar when you move in?'

'But you've not just moved in.' Lindsay stated.

'I know, but she's moving out. She wanted to do something neighbourly before she went.'

'Did you sleep with her?' The words came out in a calm and controlled manner but Danny could see her hand trembling. He opened his mouth, closed it and when he saw the look in Lindsay's eyes, knowing she already knew the answer, simply nodded. Lindsay nodded back, unsure of what to do next. Even though in her heart she knew he would say yes, there was still a part of her that desperately had wanted him to deny it, to say that she had been the only one for him since that magical night.

Lindsay glanced around the room, her mind going into overdrive as to all the places they could have done it. Finally her eyes settled on the pool table, which had been moved into the spare bedroom. Following her gaze, Danny quickly shook his head and set his beer down on the floor.

'Lindsay. Lindsay, look at me.' Danny said pleadingly, taking her hands in his. Looking down, Lindsay shook her head vehemently from side to side.

'No...No....NO!' Lindsay sobbed, pulling her hands away from him and pulled herself into the corner of the couch.

'Please, Lindsay, let me explain-' Danny started but was quickly cut off by Lindsay's sobs becoming louder and louder. She clamped her hands over her eyes, desperate to drown at the noise of Danny and his pathetic excuses. He could not explain, even if he wanted to because to Lindsay, there was no explanation, no excuse for what he had done. She had known exactly what he was going through. After all, she had lost friends before their time. She should haven been the one that Danny had turned to. She could have offered him a shoulder to cry on, she could have offered him an ear to bend, she could even have offered him someone to sleep with, seeing as that was how he got his comfort. But no, instead he had turned to another woman and had gotten it all from her.

'Baby, please-' At that Lindsay looked up suddenly, her eyes flashing with anger.

'Don't you dare! Don't you dare call me that!' She screamed as she hopped off the sofa. Hurrying towards the bathroom, she could feel Danny hot on her tail. 'And don't you dare follow me!'

Quickly, she went into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and locking it. Danny could hear her cries and wails through the door. He was starting to get choked up himself. Whenever his friends used to get upset when their girlfriends were upset, he used to take the piss so much. Now he knew exactly what they went through. The reason Lindsay was crying was because of him. He had caused her pain and he wanted to be the one to stop it.

Not sure of what to do, Danny sat down outside the bathroom door, deciding not to move until she came out. After several minutes Lindsay's crying got quieter and quieter until all Danny could hear was the soft sound of sniffles and sighs. He decided to try talking to her again.

'Lindsay, how many times have we made love?'

There was a silence before a small voice from behind the door replied. 'I guess around seventy?'

'It's seventy eight to be exact.'

'You kept count?'

'Yep. Every single time we made love I remember. I remember where we were, what you were wearing, the noises you made. Every single time is special to me. Every single time we made love, it was not sex.'

'I thought that time by the door was pretty sexy.' Lindsay said innocently. She couldn't understand it. Did Danny think their love making was tame?

Danny chuckled. 'No, darling, every time we made love it was beautiful and sexy and passionate. Even those quickies we used to have in the mornings, I counted as making love.'

'Why?'

'Because to me sex is just sex. A means to an end to get momentary pleasure. Whenever we made love the pleasure was long lasting. I never wanted to have just sex with you. I never wanted to make you feel used.'

The locked clicked and the bathroom door slowly opened. Danny stood up quickly to become face to face with Lindsay. Her eyes were still slightly wet and her hair messed up. He gave a small smile as she stepped towards him.

'I don't mind being used from time to time.' She told him and before he could reply, her lips found his in their first kiss in months. Shocked at what was going on, Danny just stood there wondering if he was dreaming. No, Lindsay was definitely kissing him. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he drew her towards him. He never wanted this moment to end. But it did. Suddenly Lindsay pulled away. Danny tried to kiss her again but she held her hand up between their mouths.

'As I was saying, I don't mind being used from time to time but only if I get to use you.' Her eyes darkened and Danny swept her up and carried her towards the pool table.

End Flashback

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Lindsay remembered they had made love three times that night, bringing their then total to eighty one. She could say for sure which time it was they conceived their child but she reckoned it must have been the last one. Danny had refused to go into the bedroom as that had been where his 'Lindsay betrayal' had taken place. He did not want to make love to Lindsay in that room until he had sorted it out. But Lindsay simply took him by the hand and led him in there. She wanted to show him that it was time to start afresh. However, she did not take him to the bed but instead to the comfy chair that sat in the corner of the room. That chair was special to both of them so conceiving the baby there would have been the perfect place.

'You doing okay in there, Montana?' Danny's voice shook Lindsay from her thoughts. She had missed him calling her Montana so every time she heard it now, she treasured the moment.

'Yea, fine. Thanks....What's for dinner?' She called out after a moment.

'Lasagne.' Lindsay nodded to herself. Lasagne was the only thing Danny knew how to cook. Despite his mother attempting to teach him various recipes over the years, Lasagne was the only one that had stuck. Not that Lindsay disliked lasagne but she was definitely going to be teaching Danny how to make some different meals before she got too big to cook herself. She liked variety with her food and the thought of eating Lasagne every night for goodness how long made her feel like screaming.

'Do you need a hand?'

'No, baby, you sit and relax. The doctor said you hadn't put enough weight on and I wouldn't want you losing any more just because you were helping me.'

Lindsay laughed to herself. Walking from the living room to the kitchen was not going to suddenly make her lose 2lbs. Many people probably wished it would though, Lindsay thought as she picked up the remote control to switch the telly on. Flicking through the channels, she finally settled on the news. As she watched the reporter drone in about a fire at a little bakery in the East Village, her mind wandered back to her doctor's appointment that afternoon.

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Flashback

'What's your postcode?' Danny asked as he held the clipboard, pen and paper.

'10022.' Lindsay replied, not looking up from her newspaper.

'And what's your social security number?' He asked a moment later.

Lindsay put her paper down on her lap and looked at him. 'Would it be easier if I filled it in myself.'

'No, no. I can fill the rest in, it's just these two little bits that I don't know.' Danny told her. Lindsay nodded and leaned over him to fill out the number. Glancing down at the rest of the form she pointed to one particular question.

'So you know who to put for my "in case of emergency contact" do you?'

'Well...' Danny trailed off. He had assumed it would have been him. Was she implying that he wasn't her "in case of emergency contact"? Danny wasn't sure he could handle this.

Seeing the panicked look on Danny's face, Lindsay giggled and patted him on the head. 'Don't worry. It is you. As long as you know your address and phone number.'

Danny nodded and sighed in relief. He quickly filled out the rest of the form and went up to the receptionist to hand it in.

'Uh, how much longer do you think we will be?'

The surly faced receptionist looked up, popping her gum loudly. 'When the doctor's ready.'

'But-' Danny began but a hand pulled him backwards.

'Come on, Danny.' Lindsay had dealt with the receptionist on numerous occasions and she knew not to anger her. As they sat back down, Lindsay murmured in Danny's ear. 'Never argue with a doctor's receptionist. You will always lose.'

Danny snorted, remembering one time he had gone to the doctor's with his Mum. He had been about eight years old and the only appointment his Mum could get for him was during the school day. She had picked him up promptly at ten for his appointment at twenty past. They had registered with the nurse and then sat down patiently to wait their turn. Well, twenty past ten came and went, but the doctor had not appeared. Danny's Mum had gone up to ask what was going on, and though he's not sure how, the two women had gotten into a massive argument and she made them wait until 11 o'clock to see the doctor.

'Lindsay Monroe?' A female voice called out, shaking Danny from his thoughts. Standing up, Danny held his hand out to his girlfriend who took it and they followed the nurse down the corridor. Lindsay knew the drill so she gestured to Danny to sit down in one of the hard, plastic chair.

'Aren't I coming in with you?' Danny asked, confused.

'I'm only getting weighed and my blood pressure checked now. The doctor is in a different room.'

Danny nodded, satisfied that he wasn't being left out and sat down. Lindsay followed the nurse into a small room and immediately jumped on the scales. The nurse peered closely at the weight showing, making a note of it in Lindsay's file.

'Thank you, Lindsay. Have a seat whilst I do your blood pressure.'

'Cheers, Janet.' Lindsay sat down in one of the chairs by the desk. Janet opened a drawer and pulled out her blood pressure cuff. Wrapping it around the top of Lindsay's right arm, she pumped it up quickly. The black cuff grew tighter and tighter until Lindsay thought her arm was going to explode. Then the pressure was released as Janet found her pulse.

'I'll just write this down and then we can go straight in to see Dr Hillary.' Janet found the correct page in Lindsay's file and wrote down the results. The two women stood up and went out of the room. As Danny saw them approaching, he jumped up and walked with them towards the doctor's exam room.

'So, is this the father, Lindsay?'

'Yes, this my boyfriend, Danny Messer.' Lindsay said proudly, taking Danny's arm and giving it a squeeze. Whenever she introduced Danny as her boyfriend it made her feel so happy and warm inside. Danny's reaction to hearing her calling him her boyfriend was always the same, a massive grin would appear on his face and it would take a lot to shake it from his face for the next few hours.

'Dr Hillary? Lindsay Monroe is here to see you.' Janet knocked on the open door as she walked in, followed by the expectant parents. She handed the file to the doctor, said goodbye to Lindsay and Danny and walked out to get ready for the next patient.

'Ah, Lindsay, so good to see you again. Come and have a seat.' Dr Hillary gestured to one of the two chairs by his desk. Lindsay sat down in one and, following her lead, Danny sat down in the other.

'Danny, nice to see you again. You managed to get the time off today?'

'Yes, our boss now knows about the pregnancy so I'm coming to every appointment with Lindsay.'

'Wonderful. That's wonderful. It's so nice to see a father who is interested in the pregnancy. It's not like it used to be.' Dr Percival Hillary had been an obstetrician for over 30 years now and he had seen many changes throughout his career. When Danny had first met Dr Hillary, he had raised his concerns with Lindsay that the doctor would have a heart attack during the delivery. Lindsay had rolled her eyes and told him that he had been recommended to her by many of her friend's friends and was one of the best obstetricians in Manhattan. Danny had relented but insisted on reading up on how to deliver the baby himself, just in case it came to that.

'So, how have you been, Lindsay?'

'I'm doing OK. Still feel a little nauseous in the mornings but I haven't been sick since we last met. My tiredness seems to kick in around lunchtime so I've been taken naps during my lunch break, which helps.'

'Good, good.' Dr Hillary said absent-mindedly as he flicked through Lindsay's file. 'Have you been eating during your lunch breaks as well?'

'Er...' Lindsay started, trying to answer the question as truthfully as possible. 'I have been eating...when I can. Sometimes it's just too difficult when you work in such a busy job.'

'I appreciate that, Lindsay but if you do not eat properly then it can be harmful to you and the baby.' Dr Hillary told her gently.

'Don't worry, doctor. I will make sure that Lindsay eats three proper meals a day from now on.' The look on Danny's face was one that Lindsay knew well. He had worn it after Lindsay had gone into an unsecured crime scene with no back up. The perp had still been inside and had knocked Lindsay down the stairs as he tried to escape. Lindsay had gone to the hospital for a broken rib and to have stitches in her chin. Danny had been furious with her and demanded that she never do anything like that again. They hadn't spoken for a few days after that. Lindsay had been angry with Danny for overreacting and Danny has been angry because of her behaviour. Lindsay hoped that this time would be different.

'So nice to see a father involved.' Dr Hillary said, more to himself than anyone else. 'Right, Lindsay. Jump up on the bed and we will have a look to see how your baby is getting on.'

'Thank goodness. I've been needing to use the bathroom for ages.' As requested, Lindsay had dutifully filled her bladder before her scan. Now it was getting a little too full so Lindsay was grateful that the moment of the scan had finally arrived.

Dr Hillary laughed as he pulled the ultrasound scanner closer to the bed. Lindsay lifted her top in preparation as Dr Hillary applied the gel to her stomach. Lindsay yelped and Danny looked at her in alarm.

'Is everything alright?' He asked, worriedly. Lindsay smiled and nodded, reaching out for his hand.

'Just a little cold, baby, that's all.' Lindsay told him.

Danny opened his mouth to speak but was silenced by a rhythmic sound.

'Baby's heart sounds nice and strong.' Dr Hillary commented as he looked at Danny's awed expression. 'Amazing, isn't it?'

Danny was unable to speak. He merely nodded, his eyes staring straight at Lindsay's stomach. In there was a baby, his baby. He had never felt so much love for someone he had never met.

Moving the scanner slowly around Lindsay's abdomen, the doctor tried to locate the baby. Finally, he stopped and held it in position.

'There's the head,' Dr Hillary pointed to the screen at the various body parts as he found them. 'There's an arm....And there's the leg.'

Lindsay swallowed, the lump in her throat growing in size. Gripping, Danny's hand tighter and tighter she attempted to blink away the tears and compose herself. She was surprised to look up and see that Danny's eyes were also glistened. Her composure went completely then as she wept silently and happily. Weeping for her baby and for seeing Danny so happy, so emotional, so wanting this baby.

Hearing her sniffles, Danny put his arm around her shoulder, holding her as best he could. He knew that he had screwed up many times in the past but now he believed that God was giving him an opportunity to make everything right again. He was determined not to screw this up as well.

'Now, it's a little too early to tell the sex but would you like to know next time?'

'No.' Lindsay said, determinedly. Danny looked at her surprised. After all her comments about it being a 'he' that morning he had been sure that she would want to know. 'I just want to be surprised, alright?'

'That's fine, Lindsay. Some mothers want to know and some don't. Personally, I think it's quite special to find out in the delivery room.' Dr Hillary, turned the machine off and began to wipe the gel off Lindsay's stomach. 'I will just print out a copy of the scan for you. If you make your next appointment for about two weeks time, Lindsay.'

Lindsay nodded as Danny helped her off the bed. Grabbing her jacket, she slipped it on. Dr Hillary handed her the scan photo, shook hands with Danny and ushered them out of his room.

'Let me see. Let me see.' Danny said, excitedly, holding his hand out for Lindsay to hand over the scan as soon as the door was closed behind them.

'You saw it just moments ago on the screen, Danny.'

'I know but I just want to look at it again and again.' Lindsay smiled and handed it over. Holding it close up, Danny peered at it. 'Wow, that is absolutely amazing. I can't believe that tiny little blob is going to be our baby.'

'I know. It's amazing isn't it.' Lindsay's need for the toilet reared up again and she began dancing on the spot. 'Can you go and make my next appointment, please? Here is my card. I really need to go to the bathroom.'

Danny laughed as Lindsay hurried off in the direction of the ladies. He joined the appointments queue, getting a few dodgy looks from the pregnant ladies that stood in front of him. By the time Lindsay had reappeared out of the ladies, Danny was waiting for by the door.

'Your appointment is two weeks today but at 1.30.'

'Thanks, Danny. Isn't that your day off?'

'Yes, it is. So only you have to square it with Mac.' Danny took Lindsay's hand as they stepped out into the cold air. They walked mostly in silence to the subway station, both personally reflecting on the doctor's appointment they had just been to.

'Y'know, I'm surprised that you didn't want to find out the baby's sex before the delivery.' Danny said casually.

'Why?' Lindsay's tone was defensive.

'I just assumed you would want to find out, that's all.' Danny shrugged, trying to ease the situation.

'Well, I just don't want to find out, alright?' Lindsay let go of Danny's hand and stalked off. Danny sighed and hurried after her, calling out his apologies along the way.

End Flashback

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Lindsay had given Danny the silent treatment for a couple of stops on the subway before deciding to explain her reasons for not wanting her scan. Lindsay's younger sister, Kiera was four years younger than her. For her previous two pregnancies, Lindsay and Lindsay's older brother, Tom, Lindsay's mother had not had an ultrasound scan being that she could not afford it. With her third pregnancy, money was better and the doctor's insisted that she had an ultrasound. Lindsay's mother had been adamant she did not want one, stating that she knew her baby was a girl and that it was healthy. 'But don't you want to be sure?' The doctor had asked. He explained the benefits of being sure of the baby's sex, so after much persuasion, she had the scan. The doctor told her the baby was a boy. 'No, it's a girl, I can feel it.' Lindsay's mother had insisted. But the doctor told her it was definitely a boy. A little confused, Lindsay's mother had prepared herself for her second son, decorating the nursery blue and buying boys clothing. When Kiera had popped out four months later, Lindsay's mother had been so shocked that she had gotten post-natal depression. The relationship between Kiera and her mother had always been strained and Lindsay did not want that to happen between her and her child.

As well as explanations for her behaviour, there had also been a serious ticking off from Danny about Lindsay's eating habits. From now on he was going to be preparing her breakfast, lunch and dinner. Lindsay had merely nodded, knowing that this would be a battle she did not, and could not, afford to lose.

'Montana? Dinner's ready!' The smell of Danny's lasagne came wafting to her nose and her stomach growled noisily. Standing up, she stretched and padded into the kitchen where Danny had laid the table and was now dishing up two plates of lasagne.

'That smells lovely, Danny.'

'Thanks, babe. I hope it's alright.' He set one plate in front of her and the other opposite. Grabbing himself a can of beer and a lemonade for Lindsay, he sat down.

'I can't believe that our vic, Mark Foreman, was killed ten days ago. Was Sid sure about this?' Danny asked between mouthfuls.

'Hey, remember our rule of know talking about work at home.' Lindsay took her sip of her lemonade. 'He's not 100% definite but he is certain that it was over a week ago. He just needs to run a few more tests to confirm.' She gave a little giggle as what she said reminded her of something.

'What's so funny?'

'I was just thinking about when I was doing my pregnancy tests. I must have taken at least twenty.' She shook her head at her silliness. 'They were all positive so I guess I took about eighteen too many.'

'How long had you known before telling me?' Danny had always been curious as to when she found out but had never asked.

Lindsay thought for a moment. 'About a week. The doctor confirmed it four days before I told you.'

'Why did you wait so long?'

'It was a lot for me to take in. We had only just started to get back on track and I was scared. Scared of what was going to happen to me, to us. I had to seriously consider if having the baby was the right thing to do. We can't deny that our jobs aren't dangerous and I did not want to have this baby just to leave it without a mother or father.'

'That won't happen.' Danny reached across the table to take her hand.

'You can't say that, Danny. Nobody knows what's going to happen. There is no certainty. Everyone dies sooner or later. With the jobs we do, we are much more at risk for it happening sooner.'

Danny stiffened at Lindsay's words. He hated her talking about death, especially hers. Danny knew that the risk was greater for them but that doesn't mean he wanted to talk about it.

'I'm sorry for scaring you, Danny, but it's the facts. Anyway, I was really scared about what to do, then I saw you talking to that little girl whose mother had been killed. I knew then and there that it would be difficult to raise this child but that together we would do it.'

Danny smiled and leaned over the table. 'We will definitely do it. I love you.' Danny gently kissed her on the lips.

'I love you too.' Lindsay smiled back. Standing up, the two of them cleared the table together. 'I'm washing up.'

'Hey, not fair. You always do the washing.' Danny moaned, he absolutely hated drying.

'Yea, but don't forget I'm pregnant with your baby so it's my way or the high way.'

'How long are you going to be using that against me?'

'Let's see...' Lindsay paused in the motion of washing the first plate. 'Well, seeing as after the pregnancy I will be the mother of your child – never!'

'Yes, but don't forget that once the baby has been born then I will be the father of your child so I will be getting my own way sometimes too.'

Lindsay grinned as she flicked some water at him. Yelping in shock, Danny quickly reached into the bowl and flicked some back. Laughing happily, Lindsay wrapped her arms around Danny's torso and gave him a squeeze. She was so glad he was going to be the father.

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Flashback

Lindsay glanced at her watch as she hurried out of the clinic. The doctor had been running late so Lindsay was in a rush to get back. Mac had given her an extended lunch to go to the clinic but even so, this would be pushing it. As Lindsay pushed her way through the swarms of people towards the subway entrance, she heard a voice calling her name.

'Lindsay? Lindsay!'

Lindsay paled in shock. She knew that voice anywhere. Danny. Lindsay was really panicking now. What if Danny had seen where she had come out of? Maybe she could just slip away and pretend she hadn't heard him.

'Hey, Lindsay. Didn't you hear me call you?' Danny's hand came to rest on her shoulder and she jumped in surprise. 'Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.'

'No, no. That's alright.' Lindsay said, shakily, She glanced around nervously.

'Is everything OK?'

'Yes, yes! Fine, absolutely fine. Nothing is wrong whatsoever.' Lindsay let out a forced chuckle. 'Wha- what are you doing here?'

'I found out that our vic was a patient at that clinic there.' Danny pointed to the building that Lindsay had exited only moments before. 'I was just on my way to find out what they knew about her. What about you?'

'I...er...' Lindsay was desperately trying to stall for time, to think of an excuse. 'Er...Mac called me to say that you had this lead and could I meet you down here at the end of my lunch break.'

'OK, great! Let's go in then and find out what they know.' Danny headed towards the clinic.

'What now?' Lindsay asked, not moving from her spot. She knew that the receptionist would recognise her and then she would be screwed.

'Well, that's what we are here for, isn't it?' Danny asked, turning around and looking a little confused.

'You're right...hang on, my phone is ringing.' She fished her phone out of her pocket and flipped it open.

'Hello, Mac?...Yes, I'm with Danny now. We are about to go inside....Pardon?....You want me to come back to the lab instead?....OK then, I'll see you soon.' She hung up and returned the phone to the pocket.

'That was Mac, he says you can handle this on your own and I'm to go back to the lab. They have found some more bones that they want me to check for DNA.'

'Can't one of the lab techs do it?' Danny whined. He hadn't seen much of Lindsay in the past few days and had been looking forward to spending some time with her.

'Apparently not. It's my job today. I'll see you later.' With that she hurried down into the subway entrance. At the bottom of the stairs, she quickly pulled her phone out and pressed the green button twice to return her previous phone call.

'Hey, Kiera. Sorry about that. I was with Danny outside the clinic and we were due to go in on police business....No, I haven't told him yet....Because I don't know how he will react...I know, I know...Can I ring you tonight, babe? I'm just about to get on the subway...OK, love you....Bye!'

Sighing to herself, Lindsay once again pocketed her phone and made her way down to the trains. She knew that sooner or later she needed to tell Danny and at the moment, she wanted to take later.

For the rest of the day, Lindsay avoided Danny like the plague. Whenever he entered a room she would quickly leave or pretend she was on an important phone call. Once she even slipped into the ladies when she saw him walking towards her in the corridor.

At 6pm her shift was over. Lindsay made her way into the locker room, relieved that she had managed to avoid Danny all day. She turned the corner and stopped in shock. There, standing in front of her locker was Danny. His arms were folded and a serious look was on his face.

'Why are you avoiding me?' His voice was quiet and calm.

'I'm not avoiding you.' Lindsay attempted to get into her locker but Danny refused to move.

'Yes, you are. For the last few days you have been coming up with excuses not to get together after work. Then everytime I approach you today, you suddenly have somewhere much more important to be. It's almost like...' He trailed off, knowing exactly what it was almost like.

'Almost like what?'

'Like when you were pushing me away before you returned to Montana. That's what this is, isn't it?' Danny's voice grew louder and louder. 'You're pushing me away, aren't you? You've met someone else and are pushing me away!'

Lindsay scoffed. 'You're one to talk aren't you?'

'Well, then what the heck is going on?!' Danny's voice barked out at her.

Lindsay sighed and leaned against the lockers. Then she opened her mouth and uttered two words.

'I'm pregnant.'

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To be continued.

A/N: Hope you liked the chapter. I know I haven't really gotten onto the angsty stuff yet but I really wanted to incorporate pieces of background that will be important to the story later on. If you enjoyed it then please review!!!