Hello lovelies, how's life? Just wanted to stop by right quick, and drop you off an update. I know I've been lazy about this one, and I'm sure you've been worried about Danny and Lindsay, but all is revealed in this chapter so read on, and pretty please review at the end.

Danny stood outside the door shaking his head quietly, "I'm telling you Linds, it isn't going to happen." He turned away from her to knock quickly on the door to his sister-in-laws apartment, but looked back to her just as fast.

"I'm not saying that," She started, tugging flustered at the hem of her tee shirt, "I'm just saying it's a possibility. One we need to think about that's all."

Danny smiled lightly, watching her frusteration melt away, before he took his face in his hands, "Nothing is going to be wrong with the babies."

Lindsay turned her face to kiss his palm, "I know nothing is going to be wrong," The door opened behind Danny, and Don stood grinning, "But let's just say it does."

Groaning in mock frusteration, Danny dropped his hands and turned to take up Don's offered one. Lindsay followed in after him, accepting a hug from Don as she did, "Sy's in the kitchen." He said quietly to her, and Lindsay smiled nodding as she moved past them, "What was that all about?" He asked turning to hand Danny the beer he had taken from the fridge a moment ago.

"Lindsay's been online again." Danny said quietly, but not before turning about himself to check she wasn't in earshot.

Don nodded, his sympathy showing on his face. After the doctor had recommended she take things lightly, catch up on some sleep, and lots of resting. It seemed everyday Lindsay checked the web for potential problems with the pregnancy, "What is it this time?" Don too glanced around himself furtively, to be sure that neither Lindsay nor Syler were headed for them.

"Gender accuracy." Danny said taking a swig of his drink, and grimacing at the words he had heard too many times over the last few days.

Don furrowed a brow at his friend, and choked back a grin. He did feel for his situation, but it didn't stop him and Syler from sitting up and laughing at the crazed musings of the pregnant beauty,"Gender accuracy?" He stuttered a moment at the end, as a laugh bubbled up in his throat.

"Apparently, not all ultrasounds are completely accurate in determining the gender," He said with a roll of his eyes, "Mind you it's only in about five percent of pregnancies that this happens, but she's stuck on this one for some reason." Danny shrugged his shoulders, as had become his general reaction to all of the horrible things Lindsay had researched It didn't usually take too long to calm her down about it, or distract her from it, but she seemed particularly persistent about this issue.

"So what you could come out with girls?" Don asked grinning, as Danny gave him a horrified look.

"If I get a girl, I'm sending her back with the stork," He said with a chuckle, "Honestly, what would I do with a girl?" He poised the question with a smile.

Don opened his mouth, a laugh ready on his tongue, but Lindsay had moved from the kitchen into the living room, "She's not in there." She said sitting down easily on the couch, and curling her back into Danny's side, as he threw an around around her shoulder.

"She was before, she might be in the bathroom. She's been in there basically all day, I think it might be...you know...her time." Don said blushing as Danny turned to look away from the bathroom. Sure he was a grown man, but he was proud of how little he knew about the whole affair, and he would be dammed if he was going to find out any time soon.

Lindsay furrowed her brow, she didn't think so but anything was possible, "So what are we talking about?" She asked, turning to her husband.

Danny shrugged his shoulders lightly, and looked helplessly at Don, who took a long pull of his beer in response to the question poised, Lindsay opened her mouth again to ask what they were hiding. But Syler came into the room rescuing them both. Lindsay stood smiling as she moved to embrace her sister in a tight hug. In an instant things felt off, there was something bothering her, and she smoothed a hand over her stomach thoughtfully as Syler let her go and moved to hug Danny.

"Need any help in the kitchen?" Lindsay asked, raising a delicate eyebrow to her sister, Syler turned smiling to her sister and nodded.

"Sure, you still any good at mincing?" She said with a laugh that sounded slightly forced.

Moving from the living room to the kitchen, Syler lent down and peck Don on the cheek, he smiled at her as she winked, intently watching her walk away from him.

"Come on, I'm sitting right here." Danny said rubbing a hand over his forehead.

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Lindsay took up the knife from the counter and carefully started to slice the garlic her sister had set before her, listening to her sister move about behind her. The unusual silence irked her, and she found herself turning to watch her sister. Who had paused stirring the pasta on the stove and stood with her arms on either side of her, and her head hung low.

"Sy?" Lindsay said moving around to stand beside her, and waiting until the jade eyes looked up at her, "What is it?"

Syler smiled, a frail, sad smile. Reaching out she touched her sister belly, "How are they?"

"They're fine, both of them. But you, I'm not convinced you're okay." Lindsay reached down to cover her sisters hand with her own locked their fingers.

Nodding Syler stared at the pasta in her pot, watching as the spoon slowly rocked back and forth in the boiling water, "You know when we were in Montana, when Don and I went to get you that pregnancy test. He thought it was for me."

Lindsay watched her sisters face, and it pained her. It had been a long time since she had seen her look like this, "Okay." She nodded encouragingly to her, but she wasn't sure the darker haired beauty had noticed.

"He looked terrified until I told him it was for you." Syler snapped off the burner and turned to face her sister fully, taking her hand from hers, and crossing her arms protectively across her chest, "I'm late." She said quietly.

Lindsay's hands came quickly to her stomach as her heart rate kicked up, and her boys squirmed in her stomach, "How late?"

"Two weeks," she dropped her hands to her pockets, "It might be nothing, but I've never been this late before."

The woman turned towards the living room as laughter rose, breaking them from their conversation, "Don doesn't..." Lindsay started, turning back to her sister who had since leaned against the counter.

Syler shook her head, "I've got an appointment to go tomorrow and get tested. I don't want to tell him until I'm sure." She turned her head to stare up at her sister, "I don't want him to look at me like that again." Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"Sy," Lindsay said, moving towards her sister and wrapping her up in a hug, "He won't. He loves you, and you love him. Whatever happens," she pulled away to look at her sisters face, "He'll be there for you. I know it."

Syler nodded and let herself be pulled back into a hug, but Lindsay knew she didn't feel convinced. She hadn't had the best of luck with guys in the past, but she knew that Don wouldn't drop her for this. If he did Danny would kill him, and then she would revive him so she could kill him herself.

When the two finally stepped away from one another, Syler was swiping carefully at her eyes, "Damn onions." She said smiling lightly.

Lindsay responded in kind, if only to give her sister that much, "Do you want me to go with you tomorrow?"

Taking the pot off the stove and moving it to the strainer she had placed in the sink, she was shaking her head, "No, I'll be fine."

Hitting her sister with a hard look, she placed a hand on her hip, and arched an eyebrow, "Fine, but we'll be getting lunch afterwards." She said, not leaving room for a question, and Syler flashed her first real smile of the day.

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Their dinner had gone great, filled with laughter and little suspicion when Syler turned down a drink because of a headache. She stood in the bathroom as she had done many times that day, holding her shirt up to stare at her stomach in the mirror. She ran a hand over the flat abdomen, trying to feel for a life that might be growing there. It hadn't been successful so far, but still she stood, trying to understand why she felt so scared.

A knock at the door startled her, and she ripped her shirt down across her stomach and move to stand in front of the sink, "Enter." She said reaching for her toothbrush and trying to calm her speeding heart.

Don opened to door grinning, "Hey." He reached around her for his own toothbrush, which they hadn't ever discussed it being there. It had appeared one day, in the cup next to hers, and she had liked the look of it. They also hadn't discussed that random articles of her clothing, and a single shoe were thrown throughout his own apartment.

Leaning to the other side of her for the toothpaste, he looked up into the mirror to fine her staring a him. She bit her lip lightly and studied him thoughtfully, he grinned slightly, and tried to calm the suspicion that came into his stomach. He offered her to tube of paste in his hand silently, and though he knew she noticed it, she didn't move her eyes from his face.

"Syler." He said, his voice sounding loud in their silence.

Her eyes focused at the sound, and she met his gaze in the mirror, "I love you." She said dropping her hands down on either side of the sink.

Flashing her a goofy grin, and ignoring the flutter of butterflies in his stomach, he let his offer of toothpaste fall by his side, "I love you too."

Shaking her head she turned around to face him, stepping back and up onto her foot stool, look at his eyes on a level plain, "No, I mean it. I'm completely in love with you. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone in my entire life. I would give up ice cream and Monty Python for you."

Blushing, Don set the objects in his hands down on the sink, and stepped forward wrapping his hands around her waist, "I mean it too. I'm in love with you, and I would never ask you to give up ice cream or Monty Python." He leaned and kissed her. But she cut it off quickly and pulled her arms around him instead, pulling his chest tight against hers. Ducking her head down to rest in the crook of his neck. "Okay, what is this?" He tried to pull out of her embrace to look at her properly, but she wouldn't budge and after a moment he gave up.

"What do you mean?" She mumbled against his neck, and Don found it difficult to concentrate as she did.

But quickly he cleared his mind, "This, you acting all...you're acting weird. What is it?"

Sighing she move to rest her forehead against his, "It's nothing. I'm just feeling emotional." She said defeated He didn't believe her, and she knew it. He could see it written on her face that she wasn't telling the truth, and they both knew it. But he nodded anyway, moving to kiss her forehead, and reaching to retrieve his toothbrush.

"Alright, don't tell me. I still love you."

Syler turned away from him, stepping down she ducked under his arm and left the room without bothering to brush her teeth. Sliding beneath her covers she wanted to cry. This was all she had ever wanted, a job she loved, in a city she loved, and someone to share it with. Now she might lose it. Just as her warmth start to seep into the sheets, the bathroom light clicked off and she watched Don's shadow cross the room and climb underneath her comforter.

After a moment an arm shot across her, wrapping around her stomach and sliding her back until she met him in the middle. She could feel him smiling into her neck, as he let out a sigh. Settling in for the evening. Syler had never been much of a cuddler, especially with someone how gave off so much heat she woke up sweating even without being pressed up against him. But tonight she would indulge in this, his presence his love. Because who knew if she would still have it come tomorrow night.

Sooooo...what did you guys thiiiiink? Should Danny and Lindsay have a baby girl, or a baby boy. I'm on the fence still, and it's getting close. AH! Also, Syler, should we add another Monroe baby to the mix, or should we leave it for later. Just wondering what you guys want to see happen as I have no idea where this should be heading. Anyhoo, please review!