"Lindsay? What's wrong?" Danny knew she wouldn't call him at two Am unless there was really something wrong.
"Um, I'm fine actually. Sorry I woke you up." She started to back away.
"Are you sure, Montana?" He called her Montana again! That was it, she couldn't hold back any more.
"I'm not really sure about anything right now..." Her voice faded away and she started crying.
"Hold on, I'll be with you in a minute." Danny said before hanging up.
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Danny hadn't lied about being there in a minute. He had rushed to her apartment as fast as he could. She opened the door for him. Her eyes were red and her hair messy. But he still thought she was beautiful. When she saw him she felt so relieved. The tears in her eyes came back immediately, but this time they were tears of joy. He pulled her into a quick hug and when he let go she led him to the living room and said he could sit on the couch.
"Can I get you something?" That was the first thing she said.
"Some coffee would be nice." He said rubbing his face. He was still a little sleepy.
"Yeah, me too." She said while walking into the kitchen.
After a while they both sat down on her couch drinking their coffees. There was a silence. But it wasn't a awkward one. No, this one was even comforting.
"So, you feel a little bit better now?" He asked. She nodded.
"Yeah, I think I just got a little scared." She said.
"Why is that?" He asked kindly.
"I um...I had a nightmare." She committed. She looked at her hands. She always thought nightmares were for scared little girls.
"You have them a lot?" He asked almost whispering. She nodded again and took a sip of her coffee.
"I just needed to talk to someone. And I couln'd call any family so I called you because you said I could call you and..." Her voice faded away again and new tears dripped on her cheeks.
"It's alright, Lindsay." Danny said. He noticed he always forgot to call her Montana when he was worried or sad for her.
"No it's not! I know I should feel sad about Michael, but I'm just so scared..." She tried to wipe away the tears, but there were just too many.
"And I just wanted to talk to you because you understand what I feel and I...I..." She could barely speak as the tears streamed over her cheek. She didn't even try to wipe them away.
"If I killed him... but if you killed him..." Now she really couldn't speak any more.
Danny had taken her hand a few tears before, and now he pulled her against his chest. She pulled her legs up onto the couch and cried while Danny held her. She calmed down fast. But Danny didn't let go of her. And she didn't want him to do so either.
He stroked her hair softly while he whispered comforting words. His voice was husky from holding back tears. He couldn't stand seeing her so broken.
She grabbed his hand, the one that was stroking her hair and whispered: "Michael used to do that all the time." Danny quickly pulled away his hand.
"Sorry, I didn't want to.." He started to say, but Lindsay grabbed his hand again and placed back it on her hair.
"No, I... it's alright." She said. Her voice was small and unsteady. Danny started stroking her hair again. It had always seemed to calm her. And it worked even better when Danny did it.
After a while Lindsay had fallen asleep. Danny just sat on the couch, with Lindsay in his arms. And he didn't dare to move. Even if had to sit like this the whole night, he wouldn't mind. He placed a little kiss on her head and laid his head on hers. And he, too, fell asleep.
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Lindsay woke up. First she was confused, but then she remembered last night. She moved her head and saw she was still in Danny's arms. She smiled, this was a nice way to wake up.
Danny woke up, too. He looked down at her and gave her a shy smile.
"I must have fallen asleep." Lindsay whispered. She couldn't handle loud noise in the morning.
"It's okay, me too." Danny followed her example by whispering, too. She love it when he knew exactly what she needed.
"It's seven Am" Lindsay stated.
"I think I'd better be going." Danny still whispered. He got up from the couch and turned around to grab her hands, helping her up, as well.
She didn't want him to go. This was the first time she hadn't had a nightmare, and that was quite something. But she knew he was right. She had to get ready for Michaels funeral, which was today at four. And they weren't even allowed to speak to each other, let alone spending the night at the other's place.
"Okay." She said quietly. He saw she didn't want him to go. And he didn't want to leave her either. But they could get in a lot of trouble if someone found out about this.
"You will be at the funeral right?" She asked.
"Of course I will... whatever happens right?"
"Yeah... whatever happens." She agreed. They looked at each other and their eyes said more than their words did.
"Oh, and Danny. Thank you." She said while looking at the ground. Danny lifted her head up and placed a kiss on her cheek. And he turned and left without saying anything, because they didn't need to say anything.
And he left Lindsay standing by the door, with her cheek burning and her a smile on her face.
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I really loved writing this chapter. I hope you like it, too. It's not really long, but it didn't need to be any longer I guess. Thank you for all the positive reviews. Well, next chapter we'll find out who shot Michael. I'm exited to write more, but I really should do my homework now ;)
Lily