A/N: Well, here's the next chapter! Enjoy it, because I'm back at school Monday, so who knows when I'll be able to update!
Danny's mind was racing. Where could she be? There were no footprints, no clues or hints, or trails or anything. She had just vanished.
Max will know, thought Danny, and he dashed back into the Monroe ranch, and located Max in the living room, reading a book, but probably not taking in any of the details.
"Max, I need your help," said Danny breathlessly. "I can't find Lindsay. We had an argument and I'm worried that she'll do something stupid."
However, instead of leaping up to help, Max simply returned to his book, replying with a stony, "So let her. She killed my sister. She has no right to live, the selfish cow."
"Look," replied Danny, "I don't care what you think, but I love her, and I can't imagine life without her. So, I've packed our bags. They are in the trunk of the car, and when I find her, we are returning home. Home to New York. So tell me where she is, and we'll get out of your lives. Okay?"
Max considered this for a few minutes and replied, "Fine then. There's this lake where she goes when she wants quiet. Just follow the trail, then when you get to the large tree house, turn right and walk forwards. The lake will be just ahead."
Danny turned and ran back out of the house, thankful that he was the fastest runner when he was in High School, and he still ran when he had some spare time.
When Danny arrived at the lake, he saw a shivering figure at the edge of the lake, fiddling with something tied to her ankles.
"LINDSAY!" Danny shouted, as he raced over to her. "Please… Please…"
Lindsay started crying. "I couldn't do it Danny. I tied weights to my ankles so that I couldn't come back, but I was just about to go out of my depth, and… and…"
Danny held Lindsay close as her small body wracked with sobs, and gently undid the binds on her ankles. "It's okay Linds. I'm sorry. I was really out of line, and I shouldn't have said what I did. You need my support, and I'm here for you. Always. Okay?"
Lindsay nodded, and managed a small watery smile. "Yes, okay. And I'm sorry too Danny. You've always been there for me, and I should have appreciated that, instead of pushing you away."
She leant her head against his chest, and Danny wrapped his arms around her, placing a gentle kiss in her hair. He was contemplating how and when he should tell her about Max, when Lindsay sat up and asked, "How did you know I was here? Did Max tell you?"
Danny sighed. "Yeah, he did. Listen, Lindsay, I need to talk to you about something okay? It's Max. I think your parents have turned him against you."
Lindsay's chocolate brown eyes once again filled with pain. "I knew this would happen eventually. I guess I just hoped that I would be back in New York when it happened. Anyway, what did he say? I want you to tell me word for word. I don't care how bad it is, I want to know."
Danny nodded, and swallowed nervously. He knew that this was going to hurt her. "When I asked if he knew where you might be, because I was worried that you might do something stupid, he said, 'So let her. She killed my sister. She has no right to live, the selfish cow.' I'm really sorry Linds."
Lindsay nodded. "I want to go home. Home as in New York."
Danny replied, "That's fine. I've got our stuff in the car. I thought you might want to leave."
Danny took Lindsay's car, and led her back to the ranch, where he spoke to the man who he had borrowed it from at the local police station. They agreed to follow them and return the car once Danny and Lindsay had left Montana. While they were discussing the car, Lindsay scribbled out, "I've gone home. To New York. Enjoy your life. From L."
And with that, Danny and Lindsay began their journey home to the Big Apple.
A/N: Well, there you go! Another chapter! Please review. They make me smile!