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This one is set after last chapter and is pre- The Triangle.

At The Beginning with You – Richard Marx and Donna Lewis

"We were strangers, starting out on a journey. Never dreaming what we'd have to go through. Now here we are, and I'm suddenly standing, at the beginning with you... No-one told me I was going to find you; unexpected what you did to my heart. I'll be there when the world stops turning. I'll be there when the storm is through. In the end I want to be standing at the beginning with you."


Danny stretched and yawned as he stood at the cooker observing the bacon and eggs that sizzled away in the pan over the flame. He'd woken early, knowing that Lindsay had to be in work before him, so he'd decided to tidy her place up, make breakfast, and all the other little thoughtful things that a boyfriend did.

In reality though, he couldn't sleep. His thoughts and dreams were currently being consumed by the thought of being a Dad, and how he was going to crack the skill of such a role. After the initial shock of Lindsay being pregnant had fizzled away, excitement had taken over and his mind had gone into overdrive. He found himself dreaming of making his little girl her lunch for school, and then he'd suddenly fall into another daydream of running his little boy to little league practice on a Sunday afternoon in the SUV. He pictured a two story house with the white picket fence and driveway. He pictured forever with Lindsay.

And all of this was coming from the man that had royally freaked out at the prospect of fatherhood.

After he and Lindsay had talked the night before and cleared their slate, she had laid her head on his shoulder as she snuggled into his side. She had looked him in the eyes and told him that she'd missed him. She'd missed the Danny that she had fallen in love with. And at that moment, he had wanted to tell her how he felt, but he had held back. He had told her a lot over the course of the night, and he didn't want the first time he told her how he really felt to be overlooked by everything he'd told her previously; nor did he want her to think he was just saying it because she had said it. He wanted her to know that when he said 'I love you' he meant it. And he meant it with all of his heart.

So instead, he had smiled at her and pressed a kiss to her forehead as he pulled her close.

After they had let everything out that they had held in their systems, it was like they were a different couple. Things that had pulled them down earlier in the day weren't even issues anymore. Their smiles were brighter. Things seemed to be easier.

She had quickly fallen asleep with the day's events taking its toll on her and Danny had taken the opportunity to sit and watch her sleep. She looked so peaceful, and it was something he hadn't done for a long time. Not that he made a habit of watching Lindsay sleep. He just needed to take the time to watch her sleep to give him the opportunity to let everything settle within him. He was going to be the father to Lindsay's baby. It was something that seemed so surreal to him, yet it was so real.

He gazed at Lindsay's stomach in awe at the baby that was probably growing right before his very eyes. Their baby.

As sleep began to take over, he had carefully stood from the couch and carried Lindsay to the bedroom, slipping her underneath her crisp covers. He had removed her work pants from her slender legs and managed to slip her blouse off of her without making her stir. He then stood in the doorframe for a moment or two, trying to weigh up the boundaries he had in place for himself. He wasn't sure whether she would want him in the same bed and whether it was fair of him to make that assumption that she would be okay with it.

His internal battle was interrupted when he heard her clear her throat and strain her eyes in the darkness of her bedroom, "Are you comin' to bed or are you just goin' to stand there like a stalker?"

He chuckled at her accent and began to undress as he made his way across the bedroom. His jeans fell to the floor as he slipped his shirt off, hanging it on the bottom of her bed. As he climbed into bed, she shuffled down to the bottom of the bed and grabbed his shirt, slipping it onto her shoulders and doing a few of the buttons up.

"Cold?" he had inquired as he pulled the sheet and duvet up the bed.

She had giggled in response as she settled back down into her pillow before curling into his side and falling asleep on his shoulder.

He flipped the bacon one last time and continued to stir the scrambled eggs as they cooked above the low heat. Although it had been an emotional night it was a night he wouldn't forget for a long time.

"Danny?"

He turned and flashed his girlfriend a smile as she stood across the living room in his shirt. "What are you doin' up, go back to bed."

"What's that smell?"

"I'm makin' breakfast," Danny beamed. "Bacon and eggs... Hope you're hungry!"

Lindsay complexion went a ghostly white and she cupped her mouth before darting down the hallway and slamming the bathroom door shut.

Danny raised his eyebrow as he moved the pans from the heat and turned the stove off as he went off to investigate Lindsay's strange behaviour. He quickly made his way through Lindsay's apartment and tapped lightly on the bathroom door.

"Babe?"

He could hear her shuffling within the bathroom.

"Lindsay, what the hell are you doing?"

That was when he heard the toilet lid being slammed up against the toilet, followed by Lindsay throwing up. He tried the handle but realised that she had locked it. He sighed before looking at the state of the door, at this moment in time, he knew Lindsay needed him and she wasn't about to stop herself expelling her stomach contents to let him in.

He took a deep breath and shoved the door with his shoulder, breaking the temperamental lock; letting him into the bathroom. He dropped to his knees and gathered Lindsay's hair as he rubbed her back as she continued to hover over the toilet.

And as Lindsay battled with morning sickness, Danny sat there with her, rubbing her back, holding her hair in a bunch, and periodically he would warn her before flushing the toilet.

After some time Lindsay let out a breath and reached for some toilet roll before leaning back on Danny. "I hate you right now."

"Just think of the baby and how..."

"Not that..." Lindsay interrupted him, "Bacon? We discussed bacon. I can't stomach bacon right now. Bacon and onions."

Danny smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand as one arm wrapped itself around Lindsay, holding her close. "Crap... I wondered why there was a niggling inside of me." He sighed. "I'm sorry, I just... I wanted to make you breakfast."

"I know, and that was sweet of... wait... how did you get in here?"

"I know, it was sweet of me," Danny smirked as Lindsay turned and knelt on his lap as she peered over him.

"You broke my effing door." She gasped.

Danny fought back his chuckle as he turned her and sat her on his lap. "You shouldn't have locked it."

"You... it's hanging off the damn hinges Danny. I swear to God, can't you be like a normal person and not break doors down?"

"I'll fix it."

"Like you said you were going to fix the tiling in my bathroom months upon months ago? That never materialised."

"Yes, exactly like that," he smirked before rubbing her back, "How are you feeling?" he inquired, desperate to change the subject.

"Are you serious? I feel like a pretty ray of sunshine," she deadpanned. "I just threw up, how do you think I feel?"

"Like a little ray of sunshine?" he teased as he dodged her flying hand. "I didn't realise morning sickness hit so soon."

"Well, now you do." Lindsay grimaced as she snuggled into him some more. "I wish you could throw up for me."

"If I could be a seahorse for you and go through all of this, I would."

"Aw, you're so sweet." Lindsay smirked before swallowing. "Danny..."

"What?"

"Danny...."

"What?" He asked as he craned his neck so that he could see her. "What's the matter?"

"The door," she said as she continually took deep breaths. "Danny... the door."

"What the hell are you talking about? What about the door?"

"Shut the door!" she cried as she lunged forwards.

"Lindsay?!" He asked as he gathered her hair as a new wave of nausea hit her.

Then it hit him... The overwhelming smell of bacon filtering in from the kitchen had reached the bathroom.

"Linds..." he sighed as he shoved the broken door shut and rubbed her back. "I'm sorry baby."

"Get rid of it," she spluttered, "Go!"

He hesitated for a moment before standing up. He sighed as he headed into the living room after making sure the bathroom door was as shut as well as it could be.

He made his way into her kitchen and grabbed the bacon from the stove and turned on the garbage disposal and ran the water.

He glanced down at his watch and sighed. Lindsay needed to be at work in just over an hour but she wouldn't be if she had to keep throwing up.

He opened the kitchen window and made his way to her front door and opened it a little in hopes that the smell of bacon would disappear by the time she surfaced from the bathroom.

"I'm gonna take a shower," she hollered as he heard the toilet flush. "Don't try anything fancy with your culinary skills, k?"

"How does the baby feel about toast?" he called back to her.

"The baby says it's a possibility. The baby wants it dry though."

"What does the baby want to drink with it?"

"The baby wants apple juice," Lindsay giggled. "So does Mommy... Thanks Daddy!"

He chuckled to himself as he made his way through the apartment as he made a detour and headed into the bedroom. He gathered up the clothes Lindsay had laid out for herself before turning back on himself and heading towards the bathroom. He knocked gently before heading in and placing her clothes on the counter top.

"Whoa!" she giggled from inside the shower. "Get out of here. What do you think it is? A peep-show?"

"I was bein' nice."

"What you do?" she inquired as she poked her head around the shower curtain. "Bring me some bacon?"

He shook his head at her; his grin stretching across his face. "Watch it, wiseguy."

She stuck her tongue out before disappearing behind the shower curtain again.

He let out a sigh as he turned to leave the room and let Lindsay get on with getting ready despite him wanting to wind her up some more.

As he was about to shut the door, he heard her voice. "Hey Danny?"

"Yeah?"

She poked her head around the shower curtain again and smiled at him. "I'm glad we're starting at the beginning again. "

He smiled at her and nodded.

"And... I love you."

As she disappeared behind the shower curtain, he took that as his cue to let her to get ready for work in peace.

Padding into the kitchen, he let out a breath.

He never dreamt that he'd find someone like Lindsay. He never even thought that his dreams that he didn't know he had, would come true with Lindsay. He didn't think for one second about what he and Lindsay would have to endure to be together. All what they'd go through to make them stronger.

Lindsay was there when his world stopped turning. Lindsay was there when the storm was through. And in this new chapter in his life, as long as Lindsay was by his side, he knew things would be okay.

So long as they started at the beginning. Together.

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