Ch. 12

Danny Messer had been having a bad morning, a very bad morning. Okay so he hadn't actually been having bad things happen to him, but nothing he had done was right.

First, he went to kiss his wife Lindsay good morning, and she pushed him away, saying his breath was making her already queasy stomach even more nauseous.

Then after getting ready for work, he thought he would help with the normal morning routine, getting Mateo ready for daycare. But apparantly he put the wrong clothing on him. He changed him into another outfit; he was pushed aside by his wife. She mumbled something about 'being pregnant and having to do everything by herself'.

Danny through his hand up in defeat, going off to gather their other necessities for the day. Guns, badges, phones, and keys. He had learned from her previous pregnancy that her mood would get better; he just had to ride out the storm. So that meant doing EVERYTHING the wrong way.

So here they were, interviewing a group of twenty-something ball players, all of which have been openly ogling Lindsay even with her wedding ring on her finger and the obvious swell of her belly.

"Damn if all Detectives are as hot as you, maybe I oughta apply to the academy," one of the players said.

Danny gave them that smile/smirk he gets when he really wants to hit whoever he is interviewing for being a smart ass. "Yeah, that's really funny. So did you guys notice your buddy acting weird yesterday?" Danny said trying to get them back on topic.

"What do you do for fun?" another one asked, completely ignoring Danny.

Danny looked at Lindsay. Was she smiling? And blushing?Tell me she isn't enjoying this? These guys were hittin' on his wife in front of him, and he still hadn't even gotten to kiss her yet this morning. Danny cleared his throat getting her attention; she looked at him as he cocked his eyebrow at her.

He wanted to deck 'em, knock 'em on their asses, but they weren't any physical danger to her. And if he hit 'em he was pretty sure he would be suspended, let alone the fact that she would be very upset with him. And his wife being upset with him meant no sex for him, and he liked having sex with his wife. He liked it VERY much. He had read in father to be books, when she was carrying Mateo, that some woman didn't feel comfortable having sex during pregnancy. That was not Lindsay; she was more ravenous during her pregnancies. That suited him just fine. Besides he was a professional and professionals didn't hit everyone who looked at their spouse did they?

She sobered quickly, falling back into business mode. "Sorry boys, but I'm married with children," she said displaying her wedding band proudly, flashing a smile at Danny. "So if you guys will answer my husband's, I mean my partner's questions," she said totally intentionally.

The group of guys turned their attention to Danny who stood their with that cocky grin on his face. Most people they interviewed or talked to never caught the connection when they identified themselves as Detectives Messer.

After they finished the interviews, he helped her up into the lab SUV. He climbed into the driver side, hesitantly he took her hand. He was glad when she didn't jerk away. They weren't fighting but every time he had tried touching her earlier in the day but she kept brushing him off.

She smiled when he lifted her hand and kissed her ring finger. "I know," she assured him. He didn't even have to say a word. She read the twinkle in his eye. "I love you too, Danny. Now take me to the nearest ice cream shop. I wanna get a mint chocolate milkshake before we go back to the office."

"We good then?" He questioned, his blue eyes almost pleading for her to say yes.

"We are always going to be good, Danny. I'm sorry I've been so mean to you today," she apologized.

"It's not your fault, I know," he assured her. "Are you going to let me kiss ya know, or are ya gonna yell at me?" he winked at her.

She licked her lips, looking at his lips, "Let me check your breath," she said softly.

Inhaling the air he blew at her, "Okay you're cleared for landing."

Leaning closer to her, "It's about damn time," he whispered before brushing his lips against hers. Just the simple act of kissing her made him a happy man, made his world fall back into focus.

She smiled into the kiss, "Mmm." She pulled away, resting her hand on her belly, "You're child wants a milkshake. Now let's roll cowboy."

Danny smiled, and started the engine. At least I didn't do anything wrong this time.

"Oh, can we get Matty some ice cream too?" Lindsay asked excitedly.

Danny's smile grew even bigger, "Of course we can, baby."

A/N: Is this one weird?

Happy birthday, Laurzz!! I hope you like it