"AAAAHHHHH!!" Lindsay screamed as another contraction hit her. She was using the breathing technique she had learned in Lamaze class, and it wasn't helping at all.
She was by herself in the hospital. No family, no friends, no one but the people paid to be there. She had tried calling Danny, when she felt the first wave of contractions hit, but he didn't answer. She left him a voice mail screaming at him, telling him his child was coming and he needed to get his ass to the hospital pronto, but that was 30 minutes ago. Where the hell was he! Her Uncle wasn't answering, Stella, Mac and the rest of the team wasn't answering either.
Another wave of pain shot through her, she gripped the hospital bed rails, gritting her teeth, "AAAHHHAAHHHH!!"
"MONTANA!!" She heard bellowing down the hall, then feet pounding in the direction of her screams, then suddenly she heard shoes literally screech to a halt, then saw his panicked face come to view, "Baby, I'm here," he rushed to the side of her bed.
"Where the hell have you been?? I'm in here having your child, and your off playing with your whore again is that it??" she demanded.
He felt like she punched him in the gut, "WHAT!? No baby, I was at a scene. I got here as fast as I could!" He promised, grasping her hand, as she squeezed it, but then just as fast dropped it.
"Get away from me!!" She snapped at him, gripping the railing again, "AAHH!!"
"Good ya found her," Don said at the door, panting from the running he had done, "We got here as fast we could, Monroe. The tunnel was blocked off; I turned the lights on and everything."
She looked at Danny, her eyes huge and watery, "Danny," she said tears staring to come to her eyes, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean…" she began apologizing.
"No, no, hey, shhhh. It's okay," he soothed, pushing her sweaty hair back, "I'm here. I love you," he promised kissing her hand.
"Whatever!!" she screamed through clenched teeth, "Just get your son outta me!!"
Ten hours later, "Danny I can't, it hurts too much, please don't make me," she begged. Her whole body ached, she had been pushing the doctor told her to, but she was too tired now, she felt Danny wipe her head with a cool rag.
"Your doin' great baby," he promised, holding her close, "You're almost there," he pushed her sweaty strands of hair off her face, kissing the side of her head.
"One more push, Ms. Monroe, and your boy will be here," the doctor urged.
Taking a few deep breaths, she gritted her teeth and steeled herself for one more push, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH" she groaned, and the pain shot through her and then the room was filled will a shrill scream of new vocal cords finally finding a voice.
The doctor clamped the umbilical cord and laid the baby on her chest, "Danny," she said in awe of her son, "He's so beautiful," she sighed, new tears filling her eyes and falling down her face, "Welcome to the world Ethan Messer."
Danny was so over whelmed he could barely breathe, his son was perfect. He had his mothers beautiful nose and chin, and his attitude already. Already too stubborn to come out in a decent amount of time, and his lips quirked up in a grin already, "Hey buddy, I'm your daddy," he bent down and kissed his son's forehead, "I love you Lindsay," he kissed her sweaty head next.
"I love you too, Dan," she said all the emotion of the day over taking her. Then suddenly, she had a jewelry box thrust in front of her.
"Lindsay, will you make our family complete, will you marry me?"
A smile broke across her face, "Yes!" she squealed with delight, causing her new son to whimper. "Oh mommy's sorry baby boy," kissing his head.
Angling her head towards Danny, "Kiss me, Dan," she said. And of course he obliged.