A/N: howdy! :) The response to last chapter really shocked me because after I had posted the chapter I was all - Laura, were you high... it sucked. Why did you post it - but everyone seemed to really like it, so perhaps, I'm just paranoid and over critical. Either way, I really did appreciate that feedback.

This chapter is dedicated to Megan, as she gave me the idea for setting of this chapter, and she needs cheering up. So here you go, I really hope you like it!! Speaking of... without giving too much away, I slipped the name of the setting into the story, so google it and look at the pictures. It's beautiful. :) (But don't look at the menu, because I used a creative license there!)

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This one is set around like 5x14?


For Good – Idina Menzel & Kristin Chenoweth

I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason; bringing something we must learn. And we are led, to those who help us most to grow, if we let them and we help them in return well. I don't know if I believe that's true; but I know I'm who I am today because I knew you.


Lindsay's eyes were glistening with awe as Danny stood to the side of her with a blindfold in his hand.

"Surprise." He smiled.

Her jaw slacked a little as she blinked and turned to face him. "How... When?"

Danny took her hand and led her towards their target, "I got the idea a few weeks back."

"We never do anything." It was a random statement that was filled with frustration.

"Well babe, as soon as the criminal of New York take a sabbatical, we'll work on our social events calendar, but until then..."

"I'm serious Danny, when was the last time we did something?"

"We were doing something fifteen minutes ago." He smirked .

"Other than that," Lindsay chuckled, despite herself. "I repeat, I'm serious Danny."

"Well, what would you like to do?" Danny asked as he fixed the towel he was sporting around his waist as he sat on the bed next to his girlfriend. "You want to go out to dinner?"

"Well, we do that..." Lindsay sighed. "We live in New York Danny, there's so much to do around us, and we do absolutely nothing."

"Well one of those reasons is because if we were to walk down the street it'll probably cost us fifteen bucks."

"You're not listening to me." Lindsay huffed as she stood, the shirt she was wearing barely scraping her thighs.

Sighing, Danny grabbed some of the material and pulled her backwards, sitting her on his lap. "Babe, come on..."

"No, you don't care about me."

"I care lots about you."

"You don't even." Lindsay insisted as she squirmed to move from his lap. "Let go. I want to go and sulk."

He let her go and she made her way across the bedroom in his crisp white shirt that was now getting slightly snug from her baby bump. "Linds, honestly, if we were to do something what would you want to do?"

She sighed as she opened her drawer and pulled out a pair of pyjamas shorts. "Honestly?"

"Whatever you would want."

"Well, there's three things."

"Alright,"

"One would be to go to the movies every now and then."

"I could definitely get on board with that," Danny reasoned. "What else?"

She sighed. "You'll never go for it. You've made your opinion on this topic obvious."

"Try me." He smiled.

"Well," she smiled shyly as she pulled her shorts on and adjusted them around her belly. "I'd love to go and see a Broadway show."

Danny fought the groan that was fighting to be released. "Which one?"

"Wicked." She said as she closed her eyes, waiting for Danny to point blank reject the idea of it.

"And what's the third thing you'd like to do?"

She opened her eyes and blinked. "Um, go out for meals at nice restaurants... you know, ones that you've got to dress up to go to... only once in a blue moon, but you know, once the baby comes we're not going to be..."

Danny stood and made his way across the bedroom. He smiled down at her and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Leave it with me." He promised before heading out of their bedroom.


"I didn't realise that when you said, 'leave it with me' you'd actually get tickets." Lindsay beamed.

"So what did you think?" he smirked as he took Lindsay's arm and laced it through his, "I was fobbing you off?"

"Well yeah..." Lindsay blushed. "A little."

He led her into the theatre and pressed a kiss to her cheek as he handed their tickets to an attendant who began to lead the way to their seats. "You should know me better than that by now, Montana."

"I should." She agreed as Danny held his hand out, signalling for Lindsay to lead the way to their seats two spaces along the row. They were situated towards the front and in the centre. Lindsay took a moment to take in the stage and let out a sigh. "I can't believe you did this."

Danny winked at her as he carefully slipped her coat from her arms and nodded towards the seat, hinting for her to take a seat.

As the curtain rose and the lights fell, Lindsay's eyes lit up as the show began.

Danny sat on with a glint of awe in his eyes as he watched Lindsay's eyes sparkle ittle did she know what Danny had planned for the rest of their evening.

"I still can't believe you'd never seen it..." Danny implored. "The way you carry on, I thought you were this Wicked obsessive."

"Oh I am," she assured him. "I just never had the opportunity to go... and it's a little lame going by yourself." She giggled. "You know... looks a little sad."

"I wouldn't know." Danny smirked as he laced his fingers through her's. "You alright there? You want to take a break? Want me to hail a cab, we've not got far to go but..."

"I'm pregnant." Lindsay sighed as she relayed a sentence that was becoming on she said quite often. "Not unable to walk. I'm fine."

"I'm just checking." Danny informed her.

After the show had finished, Danny had smiled and informed her that the night wasn't over. Which was probably the worse move on his part ever... She was like a little girl on Christmas Eve, pressing for information from her parents about what Santa was bringing.

What he had planned was a night to trump all nights.

He'd done his research, and inquired to all those he knew that were well versed in fancy pants, non Danny Messer style restaurants. Granted Hawkes had given him a whole bunch of wonderful restaurants; nothing jumped out at him.

So instead of going for word of mouth recommendations, he turned to Lindsay's best friend; otherwise known as Google, and as usual, Google had come through for him. He'd been led to a upscale restaurant that sat on the waterfront of the Hudson, underneath the Brooklyn Bridge. The exquisite sign that hung above the door read 'The River Cafe' and judging by Lindsay's facial expressions, she was hugely impressed with his choice of venue for their meal in the fancy restaurant they had to 'dress up for.'

Danny squeezed Lindsay's hand affectionately as he nodded towards the restaurant.

"Danny..." she blinked.

"Come on, I'm starving." He smiled as he pulled her towards the restaurant. "What are you waiting for?"

"Danny..."

"Look," he smiled at her. "You said you wanted us to do something, and you're right. We do need some time to ourselves. Once the baby comes, we're going to be Mommy and Daddy with very little time for Danny and Lindsay. So let's make the most of it now, okay?"

Lindsay let out a breath before squeezing his hand and letting him lead the way. "Oh, before I forget..." She tugged his hand towards her, getting his attention as she stood on her tiptoes. "Hearing you call us Mommy and Daddy just killed me a little inside."

Danny let out a chuckle as he led them into the restaurant; letting Lindsay absorb the fact that she was a very lucky woman.

"So now Montana; this view here," Danny smiled as he pointed towards the New York skyline that was spectacularly lit up in the night's sky as they sat at their table overlooking the Brooklyn Bridge. "Does this beat the wheat fields?"

"What would you do if I said yes?" she smiled.

"I'd say victory was mine..."

"Psych." She smiled. "You're never going to sway me, Danny. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can never take the country out of the girl. I know that I'll live here for the rest of my life, but the skyline will never beat the wheat fields."

Danny sighed. "Well, if we were to move to Montana."

"Because we'd lost our minds." Lindsay added.

Danny growled at her before continuing. "Would you look at a wheat field and think 'nothin' beats the New York skyline'? Or am I chasing a pipe dream?"

"Whenever I look at a wheat field I think of the New York skyline." Lindsay smiled. "Because it reminds me of you."

"What does; the wheat fields or the skyline?"

"Well, both..."

"Both?"

"Both because they remind me of the conversation we had; I'd just started..."

"And we were working the mermaid case." Danny smiled. "I remember."

"Of course you do." Lindsay beamed. "You never forget anything."

"I have a confession." Danny took a breath and reached across the table as he laced his fingers with Lindsay's. "I kind of had an ulterior motive in bringing you here tonight." He began. "But before you panic, I'm not going to get down on one knee and propose; I know you're not there yet and I'm okay with that."

Even though she did well to hide her terror, at his admission he saw the relief displayed across her face. He pulled his chair closer to her's and moved his hand so that it sat on her thigh.

"You came into my life for a reason, Linds. I never believed any of that crap... but when I met you, you changed everything I had ever believed in. It was like I'd been led to you somehow, so that you could make me the person I am today. So much of me is what I've learnt from you."

Lindsay fought her smiles and set her hand over his on her thigh.

"I mean, you can ask Mac... or anyone, I was a different guy before I knew you."

"Oh believe me, I've heard the stories." Lindsay smiled with tears sparkling in her eyes.

Danny slid his hand up Lindsay's thigh before resting it on her belly. "And... I know we haven't had it easy, but this baby will be good for us." He said as their baby kicked underneath his fingers. "And she agrees." Danny smiled.

"You said she." Lindsay observed.

"I'm humouring you." He smiled as he swiped a strand of hair from her face. "You've moulded me into the guy I knew I wanted to be and I know I'm the person I am today because of you, and for that, I'll always love you."

Lindsay blinked as tears glistened in her eyes. She then leant forwards and pressed a loving kiss to Danny's cheek. "That was even more beautiful than the first time I heard it tonight."

"I know not what you speak of." Danny said as he shuffled away from her, back to his meal.

Lindsay merely arched an eyebrow as her eyes pressed for the truth.

"So worth the ninety nine cents I paid for the song on iTunes." Danny smirked proudly as he sat back on his chair and stretched slightly.

Lindsay giggled as she twirled the Carbonara around her fork. "There was me thinking those were all original words spoken straight from the heart."

"Oh they were. Every single one was heartfelt." Danny assured her as he took a sip of his wine, and then cringed at the taste. "They were just well rehearsed in the shower and borrowed from elsewhere."

"Wait. In the shower? What?" Lindsay asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, it's a catchy song, and..." Danny sighed. "Alright, I was singing in the shower."

Lindsay bit her lip. "You were singing Wicked songs in the shower?"

"Shout it a bit louder, babe. I don't think Flack who's sat in his apartment across town quite heard you..."

"I just wanted to make sure..." Lindsay giggled. "Who would have thought you'd have been a closet Broadway geek."

"I am not a Broadway geek." Danny argued.

"You are a Broadway geek." Lindsay teased. "To be fair, I'm not the best influence. But still, you're a Broadway geek. Showtunes and all."

"The song has a bit of meaning that you know... I can relate to, thank you very much."

"I can't argue with that." She smiled as she took a sip of her water. "Why did you get wine? You hate wine."

"Because I knew if I had gotten a cocktail you would have killed me."

"I haven't had cocktails since my senior year in college." Lindsay laughed.

"Well that's a blatant lie." Danny chuckled. "Allow me to remind you of Adam's birthday, 2007."

"What about it?"

"What did we get absolutely wasted on?"

Lindsay bit her lip. "Danny, I'm begging you not to yell the name out."

"So you do remember..." He teased like a child.

"Danny if you love me you won't."

"The scream-"

"Danny!" Lindsay gasped as she kicked him under the table. "Danny, don't."

"Screaming orgasms..." He finished regardless of her begging and pleading.

Lindsay offered him a fake smile as she twirled some spaghetti around her fork. "Yeah well, someone won't be getting one of those tonight."

Swallowing, Danny shifted in his seat and looked out onto the Hudson and admired the view. "I might not, but you will."

Although he didn't see it, he heard Lindsay drop her fork to her plate.

"You're a bad influence on me," he heard her mumble.

"Maybe sometimes." He smiled.

"But for the majority, you're pretty amazing." She smiled shyly. "And you know, for the record, you've changed me too."

"Please." Danny snorted. "I made you a little more stronger and more tolerant to shit."

"Language!" She scolded.

"It's true."

"Perhaps," Lindsay shrugged. "But if you carried on listening to the bridge of the song, you'd have heard Kristin tell us that we're led to those who help us grow, so long as we help them in return..."

"You're right." Danny smiled. "She did tell us that."

"All I know is that I'm a better person than what I was before I knew you." Lindsay finished. "And I guess I could say that so much of what I am is taken from what you've taught me."

"Taught you?" Danny chuckled, "No way, Montana. You're crazy."

"You flying across the country for me taught me that it was okay to let you in. You being there for me regardless taught me how to forgive, despite the fact I had pushed you away for months, you still managed to forgive me for that. You falling to pieces taught me that no matter how much I'm hurting, you hurting matters more to me. Without you, I wouldn't have experienced any of that."

"I guess." Danny teased. "I suppose we're both good for each other."

"I suppose we are." Lindsay smiled in agreement.

And although he'd never admit it; Lindsay had left her handprint on his heart and had changed him for good. But if he was completely honest; it was a change he was more than happy accept and embrace. Because he knew for a fact that he'd never be able to cope without her.

Thanks for reading. Any thoughts are, as ever, hugely appreciated. :)