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Joy:

2 Months Later

Lindsay entered into the tall building that held the New York Crime Lab. Gigi coo'd happily in her stroller. "How's my sweet girl?" Lindsay coo'd to the baby. She headed towards the front desk.

"Lindsay."

"Umm…" Lindsay didn't recognize the woman.

"Dana. I work at the front desk." The woman, Dana, said. "Oh she is just the cutest little thing."

"Can I go up?" Lindsay asked

"Sure. Sure. Here, let me get you a visitors pass. Since you don't have your lab pass." Dana gave her, her pass. "There you go."

"Thanks." Lindsay headed up the elevator. Since this was her first time back at the lab, people quickly bombarded her when she stepped off.

Mac looked up at the commotion. "Hey people. Let her breathe." Mac broke it up. Taking Gigi from the stroller. He turned to Lindsay. "Go see your husband."

"What about…"

"I have her. Stella's got Nick in her office." Mac walked off with another word. Lindsay glanced around before heading down the hallway. She leaned against the open door jam.

"Hey."

Danny looked up. "Linds, how'd you get here? Where's Gigi?"

"I took a cab and Mac kidnapped her."

"Oh."

"I thought the three of us could go to lunch?"

"Sounds good." Danny pointed to her desk. "Why don't you sit down. I just have to finish up some paperwork then we can go to lunch."

"Ok." Lindsay took a seat and watched the screensaver on the computer. "Wow."

"What?"

"I was huge. Are you sure we didn't have two babies?"

"I'm sure. Wait a few more pictures and look at Jess."

"You better not let her catch you saying that." Don teased from the door.

"I was just comforting my wife."

"So Monroe, when you coming back to work?"

"Monroe? I thought I had my name changed to Messer?"

"You did." Lindsay still looked confused. "Before…you know. Ummm we call each other by our last names. You would call me Flack and even though your married I'd still call you Monroe."

"Cause he's an idiot." Danny said

"Shut it."

"Danny get your kit. We got a scene." Mac said walking by.

"Where's Gigi?"

"With Stella." Danny kissed her forehead. She had gotten comfortable enough for him to do that. Still there was no kissing on the lips and he was sleeping on the couch.

"Sorry about lunch."

"It's no problem." Lindsay said. She watched him walk away then up at Don. "What?"

"Your falling for him again."

"What?"

"You falling for you husband." Lindsay gave a smile which quickly turned into a grimace. "You ok?"

"No. I got the worst migraine."

"Let me get Doc." Don stuck his head out of the door. "DOC!" Hawkes looked up and made his way over.

"What's wrong?"

"She's got a migraine." Don pointed to Lindsay.

"Linds, on a grade of one to ten. Ten being worst and one being best. How bad is the pain."

"About fifteen."

"Have you ever had migraines before?"

"Not usually but I have recently."

"Should we take her to the hospital?" Don asked.

"Not yet. There isn't much they can do for a migraine." Hawkes said.

"It feels like there are thousands of knives stabbing into my head." She grabbed onto Hawkes' arm and gasp. "Oh god."

"Lindsay. Talk to me." Hawkes said. Images burst through her mind at the speed of light. Playing like a film with sound. "Linds." Lindsay eyes rolled into the back of her head. She simply fell limp.

"Now we're going to the hospital." Don scooped her up from the chair. "Adam!"

Adam stuck his head out. "What happened?"

"Never mind. Call Danny and tell him Lindsay passed out and we're taking her to Manhattan General. Go get Stella and tell her to watch over Gigi." Don rushed to the elevators where Hawkes was keeping the doors open. He looked down at Lindsay. "Come on Monroe. Don't do this to me again. Don't do this to Danny and your daughter."

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Danny was snapping pictures of the crime scene while Mac was talking to the officers. Danny's phone started to go off. "Hey Mac. Can you get that? It's in the truck."

"Sure." Mac answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Mac? It's Adam. Where's Danny?"

"Taking pictures. What do you need Adam."

"Lindsay passed out and Don's taking her to MGH."

"Alright. We'll be there in ten to twenty minutes." Mac hung up the phone. He walked over to Danny.
"Who was that?"

"We need to go."

"Go? Go where?"

"Manhattan General Hospital.. Lindsay passed out."

"What?" Both men secured the scene then jumped in the truck. "I…I can't…lose her Mac. She's only been wake for two months."
"I know but right now we need to think positive." Mac pulled up to the emergency doors. "Go. I'll be in when I park." Danny didn't need to be told twice. He sprinted to the nurses desk. "Lindsay Messer."

"Third floor. You the husband?"

"Yeah."

"Her brothers are up in the waiting room."

"Brothers?"

"Yeah. One was tall, dark hair, and blue eyes. The other was about your height, darker skin."

"Oh yeah. Thank you." Danny went to up the waiting room. "Don."

"Danny." Don and Hawkes stood up.

"What happened?"

"I don't know. I was teasing her about falling in love with you again. She said she had a migraine and I called Hawkes over. He was checking her out when she passed out. I carried to the car and we brought her here."

"Mr. Messer." Danny turned to see the doctor approach. "Should we speck in private?"

"No. Anything you need to say to me can be said in front of them." At that point Mac had walked up to the group. "Is my wife ok?"

"She's perfectly healthy."

"E'cuse me."

"The CAT Scan and the MRI were all clear. There is nothing medically wrong with your wife."

"Then why did she lose consciousness." Hawkes asked

"That is something Mrs. Messer wants to tell you. She's in room 315."

"Thank you." The four men went to her room. All trying to get in the door at the same time.

"Easy there guys. The doorway only fits one."

"Montana." Danny stepped through the door first.

"Well. Make tracks cowboy." Danny went to walk forward when he stopped.

Flashback:

Lindsay waited till he stood before making it known he need to carry her. Once he had her in his arms she explained. "I weight the same as the victim. You weight about the same as Dr. Zimmer and the extra weight makes it exact." Lindsay accepted the weight from the tech.

Danny looked at the plot of dirt. "Look you promise me drinks for this but I think I'm gonna need some dinner too."

"I'm not going to give you anything if you don't get going. Make tracks cowboy."

End of Flashback:

"You…"
"Remember? Everything. The shooting, the wedding, Mac and Stella, Don and Jess. Kerry and Kendall. I can go on and on."

"Baby. God I missed you so much. It's like you were here but you weren't really here."

Lindsay nodded. "I know. I was there in my head and couldn't get out." Danny pulled her into a kiss that made Don, Mac, and Hawkes uncomfortable.

"Hey. I would like to hug her." Don said. The happy couple broke the kiss.

"I want to see Gigi. Where is she?"

"Still with Stella."

"Can we get her down here?"

"Sure. Let me get Stella." Danny said as he kissed her again.

"Go before we make them puke." Danny left the room.

"I'm glad your ok Monroe." Don hugged her and so did Mac and Hawkes.

"Donald Flack Jr. I'm going to kill you." The door had flown open and Jess stood there with a twin stroller.

"Jess."

"Why did I have to hear from Stella that Lindsay had been taken to the hospital."

"Baby. I was worried about Lindsay. I was going to call when things calmed down."

"Mmmhmm." She have him the stroller and went over to Lindsay. "I can tell by your smile that you got your memory back."

"I did." The hugged each other. "Flack. Find out when I can get out of this damn place. I spent two many days in a hospital room."

"Oh yeah. She's back." Flack said leaving the room.


Yay Lindsay got her memory back. I wonder what's going to happen next. I will give you a hint. In the next chapter we are jumping ahead so that the kids are older. There are only two chapters left :) & :( I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Please read and review. Reviews make me happy. I love hearing from everyone.

Preview:
"Are you driving home or am I?" Lindsay asked. For whoever was this was their first and only alcoholic drink of the night.
"I will. You have fun, party till your hearts content."
"You are such a good husband."

-SexyPunk54-