A/N: Decided to move the story on a bit now.. :)

Enjoy :

Danny had had enough of poking her nose to wake her, as much as he liked it when she crunched up her nose, after half a hour watching her do it, it was starting to get annoying.

"Lindsaaayy"

"What Danny, what?"

"It's not fair; it's out last day in Montana, you're sleeping, and you've not taken me back to the Wheatfields. Some city guide you are"

"What time is it?"

"9.36"

"Sorry, remind me why I'm awake again?"

"You said-"

"Sarcasm Danny..."

"Yeah, well. I mean it. I want to go to the Wheatfields again."

"Danny, please. We can get married in a freakin' Wheatfield if you let me have an extra twenty minutes in bed…"

"Seriously?"

"Yes, Danny, yes. Now, if you don't mind."

And with that she flopped over to her other side and nestled into Danny's body.

"Hey, Linds?"

"Yes, Danny." The annoyances now clear in her voice.

"What time of year do you want to get married?"

"I don't know really. I wouldn't mind a summer wedding. Outside in New York, like a garden party maybe. Stella said we could have it at hers, they have a huge shared garden and she said the owner would be more than happy to let us use it for the day."

"Summer? That's like what? 6 months away."

"Danny, how long so you think it takes to plan a wedding? It's not something I can do on my own in like 2 weeks."

"If I helped you, would it be done in two weeks?"

"Danny, what's the rush?"

"I don't know; I'm just, oh, just forget it."

"Danny? Seriously, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know. I'm going downstairs, I'm hungry"

Lindsay sat up and threw her hands up exasperated; she hated it when he got like this; quiet, reserved and not talking straight. She blamed her mother; she always caused him to think.

He hadn't even mentioned the wedding. Now he wanted it planned in two weeks? She threw the covers off. She wasn't having this. Grabbing her dressing gown, she followed Danny in pursuit down the stairs.

Looking into the living room, it was undisturbed. Great either her parents weren't up, or they were helping Chris with the cows. Heading for the kitchen she sighed, there she saw Danny in his boxers stood by the kitchen sink with his hands in his hair.

"Danny, just talk to me; I want to know what's going on. What's the sudden rush?"

"Nothing, okay, nothing, I just want to married. That's all. I didn't expect it'd take 6 months to do it all."

"Well, Danny, I don't think you actually have any idea how much I've done. Look, the guest list here see, I got your address book, my address book, and my Mom's. I just need to see your Mom's then the guest list's done. I'm going shopping with Stella next week for wedding dresses. Then you're going with Stella and Mac the week after, for your tux. It's not as if I've not been doing anything. I have. Now, seriously, what's your problem?"

"I didn't realise you'd done all that. I'm sorry. It's just, I hate being in limbo. Like before, it was all exciting for me, waiting to propose, finding the perfect way, getting you there, and actually proposing. But now, waiting for the wedding; its boring Linds."

"Well, I'm sorry being my fiancé is boring Danny."

"No, Lindsay honey, I didn't mean it like that, I'm excited for it, it's just so long away, and it's out of my hands. It aint up to me, but like the proposing bit was."

"But Danny you are going to be involved. We just need to be back in New York for you to be involved. We can't pick out our wedding cake design and the entrees and all the other stuff here in Montana, if we're getting married in New York."

"Why don't we get married here, in Montana?"

"In Montana- Danny, can you hear yourself?"

"Why not Linds? It's beautiful."

"Yeah, it might be, but all our friends and your family is in New York. It would cost a lot less, flying my family out, then the crime lab, and your family out here."

"I guess I didn't think of that."

"Yeah, I mean, don't get me wrong. I thought about it, but it's just, just, more practical to do it in New York. And I've become quite partial to the idea of it being in the summer in New York."

"Well, I want you to have the perfect wedding. So whatever you want goes."

"Aww Danny, you're cute, you know that?"

"Yeah, I am a little cute, aren't I?"

"What we're you wanting for breakfast?"

"Pancakes" accompanied by a toothy smile…

"I swear to god, you live off them things. Go get me the flour. Looks like I'm making them"

They moved around the kitchen in sync to one another, like they did in their own apartment. Lindsay sighed, as much as she had loved her two weeks back in Montana, with her family and Danny, she missed her own apartment. She missed it being just her and Danny. She missed going down to Sullivan's after shift, or going to Cozy's with the team to watch Mac on Wednesday nights. Hell, she even missed her and Danny's take out nights, which had become more and more frequent as they had become lazier in the kitchen.

Bringing Lindsay out of her thoughts, she heard the front door open and a muffled sound coming from the living room.

"Lindsay, Danny, you up yet?"

"Yeah, Mom, we're in here"

"Good," Emily Monroe set her grocery bags on the kitchen table.

"Have you packed yet?"

"No, figured we'd do it after breakfast, and then go for a walk, least then we'll have tomorrow to just relax with you and Dad before we have to go."

"Lindsay, the airline called, your flight's been rescheduled, so you're not stuck out here when the snow storm hits us tomorrow. Didn't Chris tell you?"

Lindsay's heart sunk. As much as she loved New York, She hated leaving Montana, especially now, when everything was going to be rushed.

"No, he wasn't home when we woke up. What time's the plane leaving?"

"Two hours, go pack, I'll send your father up to help."

Lindsay grimaced, her dad, helping her and Danny pack. No way.

"No, mom it's fine, I'll just throw everything in, I've gotta wash it all when I get home anyway."

"Lindsay, I'm sure I've taught you better."

"You have, just thinking about time here Mom, will you finish cooking Danny his pancakes, and I'm gonna go pack, then take a shower. Then, by the time I'm done, Danny can jump in the shower, and then we can go."

Danny turned round with flour on the tip of his nose.

"Hey, can I get dressed after my shower before we go."

"Shut up Danny." Was all Danny got, before she stormed off upstairs…

"Ooo-kay"

"Danny, don't take it personally, she always gets like this when she leaves. You should have seen her before she left for New York the first time. Her daddy nearly moved out that week."

"Shall I go up?"

"I'd leave her sweetie; Her Daddy knows what to do"

Danny nodded in response.

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"Lindsay Monroe, Let me in now"

"Daddy, go away, I've got too much packing to do."

Jack Monroe heard the door to his daughter's bedroom unlock, indicating he could go in… He was met by the sight of both Lindsay's and Danny's suitcases thrown open on her small single bed, with clothes flying across the room from her wardrobe, towards the direction of the bed.

"Come here pumpkin, let me help"

"No, Daddy, I don't have the time. We've got two hours and-."

Before Lindsay knew it, she was being pulled into her father's chest.

"I know sweetie, I know. You thought you had another day."

"I haven't done half the stuff me and Danny wanted to do..."

"I know princess."

Lindsay felt the tears release themselves from their eyes, and finally gave in and hugged her Dad back.

"It's not fair Dad, I really miss you, and – and-"

"Listen. I'll finish this, take a shower. It'll be done by the time your ready. Then, we'll have the time whilst Danny's in the shower to talk… How's that sound?"

"It sounds perfect, Dad."

Wiping the tears away, Lindsay headed for her bathroom. Jack Monroe smiled to himself;

"Work's every time…"

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"Promise me Mom, you and Dad are gonna come out more often?"

"Yeah, sweetie, we promise… Lindsay, they're calling you're flight. Go, Danny's waiting."

"Okay, okay. Tell Daddy I love him -"

"I will."

"Okay. Love you Mom,"

"I know. I love you too sweetie. Now go. Some girl won't think twice about snapping your Danny up, whilst he's waiting for ya!"

"I'm going Mom, I'm going."

Danny looked up from Lindsay, seeing she was leaving Emily at the security checkpoint, he smiled at Emily and mouthed Thank you… He smiled to himself and made a mental note. Lindsay – no good at goodbyes…but he already knew that, the note she'd left him all them months ago had been a big indicator she wasn't one for saying goodbyes.

He walked over to her, coffee in hand and embraced her in a hug.

"How the hell did you leave last time?"

"It was easy…"

"It was?"

"Yeah, Daddy had to buy a last minute plane ticket, and he came with me"

"Oh, so that's what you do. Make Men buy last minute plane tickets."

"Funny Messer, is that caffeine?"

"Sure is."

"Gimme."

A/N: Well when I was writing this chapter, I hated it; so much so, I nearly deleted the whole thing… But now, it's grown on me…

So, we're back to New York…