It was 6:30AM when Danny woke up. He slid out from under the duvet and stood up stretching his arms and neck, waiting to hear that satisfying 'pop' of the joints as he did so. He was surprised at how well he had slept, given that he had been sleeping on the sofa. He piled up the duvet and pillows in a neat pile at one end of the sofa, unsure of where he could put them. Danny grabbed his clothes and glasses, and tip-toed past Lindsay's bedroom door to the batrhroom, shutting the door behind him. 25 minutes later, he stepped out looking and feeling refreshed. As he made his way back to the living room from the bathroom, he stole a few glances at the small family photographs that were placed on the walls. He smiled at one of Limdsay when she was 1 and a half years old, sitting with who could only have been her father. He could tell just by looking at the brown smiley eyes and the small wispy curls around her ears that it was her, with out a doubt.
He finally got to the living room and found a small notebook and pen by the telephone on the side table by the door. As he walked past the sofa to get to it, he noticed a pink envelope on the floor in front of the door. He picked it up along with the notebook and pen and went to the kitchen table, feeling slightly disheartened at the thought of Lindsay getting a Valentines card from someone other than him. He looked at the handwriting scrawled across the front with the words 'Lindsay Monroe', and smiled to himself. He knew it was Stella's handwriting, and guessed it must be part of her little 'plan' to get them together.
Breathing a sigh of contentment, Danny walked over to the kitchen table, clicked the pen and began writing a note to Lindsay;

Morning Montana!

Thanks for last night, it was fun - Maybe we could get together and do it again sometime?
Hope you don't mind but I had a quick shower, and cleared away the rubbish from last night.

If you need anything just call me.

Love Danny

X

P.S... I picked up your post .

He wasn't sure if he was confident about adding a "Kiss" under his name, but went ahead and did it anyway. He grinned to himself as he propped the note up against the fruit bowl and layed the pink envelope infront of it for her to see. He headed back to the living room and collected all the dishes and the glass, and emptied all the empty glass bottles into the take out bag with the cartons. Carefully, he made it back to the kitchen where he quietly got rid of everything - bottles and cartons went into the trash, and after about 5 minutes of looking for the dishwasher Danny loaded the dishes and glass into it. He checked his watch and knew he should get going before he woke her up. Checking his pockets for his keys and wallet, he made his way to the door and left Lindsay's apartment, quietly clicking the door shut as he went.

As soon as Lindsay heard her apartment door shut, she shot out of her bed and made her way to the kitchen. She was hoping that maybe she could have offered him breakfast 'Montana style' before he left. She saw the note in front of her and she felt as if butterflies had somehow made their way through to her stomach during the night. She smiled as she picked the note up and saw her nickname 'Montana' scribbled across the top. When she finished reading the note - still grinning like a cheshire cat, she picked up the pink envelope. 'Did Danny leave it?' She thought to herself. She cross referenced the note with the hand writing on the front of the envelope and knew it couldn't be from Danny, unless he had someone else write it. There as no stamp, no address, no post mark - just 'Lindsay Monroe' across the front.
Carefully, Lindsay opened it up and pulled out a red card that was covered in hearts with the words 'Will you be my Valentine?' emblazoned across the front.
Lindsay opened the card slowly, half - expecting something to pop out at her, but all that was there was a handwritten message:

'If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday to the sound of your breath on my cheek,
The warmth of your lips on my cheek,
The touch of your fingers on my skin and the feel of your heart beating with mine,
Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone

Other than you.'

Blue-Zen, Rosebury Avenue 8.45pm Sharp! Ask for Greg.

'Who is Greg?' She said to herself. "Oh my god! I have a date! What am I gonna wear...?" Lindsay face fell as she dropped the card on the table and rushed into her bedroom. She threw open her closet and raked through every item of clothing she had hanging up inside. As soon as Lindsay reached the end of the line, she found the perfect outfit.

A/N:: Thanks to all of you who have reviewed so far!!! go on.. the button is calling u!!!! hehe Credit for the handwritten message goes to Courtney Kutcher :D