She was hiding in the bathroom again, the cold feeling of dread washing through her. She heard 4 shotgun blasts and heard footsteps nearing the bathroom.Please don't open, please don't open, please don't open, she thought. The bathroom door eased open and she found herself staring down the barrel of a shotgun
KABOOM
Lindsey woke up screaming. She fought against the arms that were holding her.
"Lindsey, Lindsey! It's just me. Just Danny." Lindsey relaxed on his shoulder and started crying. "It's okay. Montana. I'm right here, just let it out." Danny held her and rocked her until her tears and shuddering subsided. "It's over."
"But Danny, what if they don't find him guilty? I hate being this scared."
"Montana, after what I heard you say up there, I don't think they have any choice, but to find him guilty."
"I dreamed about what happened, but this time he found me in the bathroom."
Danny leaned back enough to look at her face in the moonlight. "You're safe. I'm Here." H placed a kiss on the top of her head before embracing her to his chest. "I'm here." He leaned them back to lying on the bed. Lindsey turned on her side so that her back was to Danny's chest. HE threw his arm over her and she interlaced their fingers. They slept that way until morning.
A/N: It was hard to come up with what went on between Lindsey's testimony & the handling of the verdict and stay true to cannon of Snow Day being the first time physically between these two. But it finally came to me that Danny was exhausted. He was to the point of hallucinating over 24 hours before he arrives in Montana. I assume he took a nap on the plane, but that's only like an hour or two. (I have worked at 12 hour night shift and then flown from Memphis to Phoenix after that so I have some empathy for Danny.)
And I think I'm done with the story unless the muse torments me some more.