A/N: Howdy folks. It's probably about that time that I give you guys an update. This one has been written for weeks, but figured that in the middle of a relationship meltdown it probably didn't fit that well, so it had to be put on the backburner, but considering what I put DL through, I thought it was a nice break for them... I'm not too sure about it. Something seemed not to fit for me, but I've given up with the editing, adding and tweaking.

I also want to take the opportunity to just tackle you all and hug you as I thank you for all of the lovely comments. Some of them really warmed my heart. Well, all of them actually. I'm lucky to have guys like you feeding the muse. :)

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Someday When I Stop Loving You – Carrie Underwood (or should it be Carrie Fisher now that she's married? hehe)

I remember that night we laid in bed, naming all our kids that we hadn't had yet; one for your grandma and one for mine - said we'd draw straws when it came time.

"I don't like it."

"What?" Danny chuckled as he looked over the edge of his laptop at the opened webpage of baby names that both he and Lindsay were looking through, "What's wrong with Isabella?"

Lindsay rose her eyebrow.

"We could shorten it to Bella... Bella's cute."

"I don't like it."

"Wh... haha!" Danny chuckled as he shook his head. "Twilight."

"I'm not naming my baby after that... that saga!"

"It's a book, darlin'." Danny smirked as he slowly scrolled down the webpage.

"Do you know how many Isabella, Alice and Rosalie will be around now?"

"Considering you hate the books, I'm surprised you know so much."

"Veto on all things Twilight related." Lindsay growled.

"I'm not suggesting... I could have said Hermione..."

"I'd prefer no fictional characters."

"What about that." Danny suggested as he pointed to the screen, nudging her attention in a different direction.

"Madison? I hate that name."

"Tell me how you really feel." Danny smirked as he looked up to her as she curled into his side. "Why don't you like it?"

"It's too popular." Lindsay reasoned. "I don't want her to have to write Madison Messer on all of her work because there's seven other Madisons in her class... boys and girls. And anyway, I just don't like it."

"But Linds," Danny sighed, trying to push the name. "We could call her anything and that would be the case."

"Her initials would be M and M... She'd hate us."

"It'd be kinda cool." Danny smirked. "Funny if she didn't like chocolate."

"I want something we both love." Lindsay scowled at him. "Not something we're craving."

"I heard Amanda last week," Danny offered, realising he'd lost the fight with Madison. "What about something like that?"

"Amanda..." Lindsay crinkled her nose in contemplation. "Maybe for another couple; not for us. Not right now at least... it's a pretty name though. And it's along the lines of what I want; something more traditional like that."

Sighing, Danny closed his laptop and pushed it down the bed before tugging the covers up to their chins as they snuggled in bed; the rain bouncing down on the New York streets below. "Alright, let's go back to the beginning. Are there any names I've said that you like?"

"No," Lindsay sighed.

"Have you heard any names that you don't like?"

"Anything that there will be ten of in five years."

Danny rolled his eyes. "Okay, well is there someone we want to name her after... one of your friends' maybe?" he asked tentatively, treading lightly on the ground around the delicate subject.

Lindsay shook her head slowly, "No... No I don't think so. It's a nice thought though," She smiled as she laced her fingers through his before placing his hand on top of her stomach.

"Okay, that's three names we've narrowed down that we don't think will fit," he said, pressing a kiss to her temple.

"Get the laptop," Lindsay smiled. "I want to keep looking."

Sighing, Danny let go of her hand and dragged the laptop back up the bed and opened it. "How about I go down the list and you say yay or nay?"

"Nay? Can I just say no?"

"Say it in French if you so desire." He smirked. "Amelia?"

"No."

"Grace?"

"As her middle name, yes."

"Note that down then." Danny said as he passed her a notepad and pen. "We have a breakthrough. How about... hah! Stella's on here!"

"Is Lindsay?" She asked hopefully.

"No... Sorry babe."

"Ugh."

"Samantha?"

"Cute. Sam or Sammie... I guess it could go on the maybe list."

"Kaley?"

"Veto."

"Don't be turning this into a Ross and Rachel episode... I'm onto you." Danny growled as he prodded her nose with his finger. "Speaking of... What about Emma?"

"Nah."

"Lydia?"

"I like Lydia," Lindsay finally revealed. "In fact, I love Lydia."

"It's pretty..." Danny agreed as his eyes continued to scan the screen. "Isn't your Grandmother called Lydia?"

Lindsay broke out into a huge smile and nodded. "Yeah... She'd love her first granddaughter to be named after her."

"Put it on the list then."

"Do you like it?" Lindsay asked as she wrote the name on one of the many yellow lined paper pads they had lying around the apartment.

"I think it's pretty..." Danny shrugged.

"You don't like it, do you?"

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't like it, Linds. I'm skipping over all the ones I don't like."

"Danny!" Lindsay cried. "What if I like one?"

"Then I'll veto it," he smirked.

"Scroll back up... you might have missed the name we want."

"Linds..."

"Do it!"

"Fine," Danny did as she said.. "I like Lucy."

"Lucy's pretty... wait, Lucy is your grandmother's name."

Danny smiled. "Well, you sparked a good idea, and the name is right here on the list. And Louie was named after my Nonna... although he denies it and swears blind it was just by chance. I mean we could call her Luciana and do it properly, but honestly, I prefer Lucy. Lucy means light... and I think she's the definite light in our lives already."

Lindsay smiled at the sentiment before furrowing her brow. "But I like Lydia."

"Well baby, as it stands right now, we don't know whether she is a he or he is a she... so we might be completely wrong in the names we're picking."

"Crap..." Lindsay sighed. "So let's pick boys names too... Read me the boys names..."

"There's quite the list."

"So..."

"But I thought you were convinced she's a she. You havin' sudden doubts?"

"No, but I know you sit there with your big book of boy names mapping out the baseball team you're planning on us having."

Danny blushed. "I do not..."

"I've seen you with your notebook, Daniel. I'm surprised you don't have numbers by the side of each kid."

"Okay boy name number one..." He smirked, desperately trying to change the subject. "Noah?"

"As much as I like the Notebook, no."

"Liam?"

"Cute."

"Nathan?"

"Cuter."

"Levi?"

"And you were doing so well..."

"Sorry, I got a little carried away with reading the names out... I'm seeing a lot of twilight characters, babe."

Lindsay huffed in response.

"I have an idea." Danny chuckled. "If the baby is a boy, we'll call him either Lyidon or Louie."

"Don't be ridiculous... Lydion isn't even a name, Danny."

"No one else would have that name though." Danny pointed out. "And it's like Lydia."

"I refuse to name my child something that we've made up..." Lindsay trailed off as her eyes widened in realisation. "That's why you said that; so we'd pick your name..."

"Well, we could always re-think Lydion... or we could come up with some boys' names we actually like other than Liam and Nathan, because honestly babe, I'm not wild about them..."

"I like Nathan..." Her hand fell to her stomach. "I think she's a girl... she's kicking me really hard. She doesn't like these boy names."

"He might be telling you he hates Nathan."

"You're mean."

"At least we have the girls names..." Danny offered, once again changing the subject.

"We do?"

"Yeah... Lucy and Lydia. Keep up, babe."

"But..." Lindsay sighed heavily. "But how are we going to pick her name?"

"We can draw straws."

Lindsay raised an eyebrow. "So I give birth, already taking the short straw, and then even after all of that pain and suffering, you get to name our daughter?"

"Well..." Danny swallowed. "If it works like that... I..."

Snuggling up to him under the covers, Lindsay sighed dramatically; a strategic ploy to get Danny to soften on his decision to draw straws. "Danny... sweetie.. baby... honey..."

"Whatever you want, it's a no." he peered down at his girlfriend, wary of her tone of voice and the excessive use of pet names. Looking into her eyes, he sighed - almost instantly caving upon her fluttering eyelashes. "Okay, what?"

"Shouldn't I at least get the chance to name our first baby?"

"Hell no!" Danny cried.

"But Danny..."

"No Linds, I ain't agreein' to that... what if you decide that we're only having one?"

Lindsay pressed a kiss to his shoulder; a grin plastered across her face as she did. "Then it'd suck for you."

"I'd just get you pregnant again..." Danny smirked.

"Good luck with that," she smirked with a playful glint in her eye.

"I don't need luck, my guys are warriors!"

"Hah!" Lindsay giggled. "You may never touch me again, depending on how bad my labour and delivery is. The best you'll get is me holding your hand."

Danny narrowed his eyes. "You wouldn't be able to resist me. A well placed kiss here and there and I've got you right where I want you."

"Well, don't bet on it – that's all I'm saying."

"You're screwing with me, right?"

Lindsay wiped the smile she had on her face and looked at him with no expression in her eyes. "I'm dead serious... I hope you enjoyed our sex life while it lasted."

"You're kidding." Danny insisted. "You are."

Lindsay didn't blink as he held her gaze.

"Fuck, you're not..."

"HAH! Psych!" She giggled. "Got'cha!"

Letting out a sigh of relief, Danny rolled his eyes at her antics. "I was just pretendin' that you had me believin' you."

"Bull." She giggled as she turned the laptop towards her and then pulled the notepad onto her lap. "I had you completely convinced. Therefore because of my amazing performance then I should get to name our baby."

"Um... no."

"Um, yes."

"Um... no." Danny smirked. "I'll tell you what, we'll both get a name lined up, and then when we meet her..."

"Oh him..." Lindsay added.

"When we meet our baby, we'll decide then. She might not even look like a Lucy... even though she totally will."

"Did you have to add the last little bit?" Lindsay growled playfully.

"Yeah, c'mon Linds, it's me... where would the fun be if I didn't wind you up?"

"Well, we'd have a lot less conversations." She smirked as she hooked her leg in-between his, entangling their bodies as one. "But Danny, I really want to name her."

"Well, we'll see."

Lindsay sighed dramatically. "I've been the one carrying her... I should at least be able to hear you call her Lydia for the rest of my life."

"But if we call her Lucy we'll all have names ending in Y."

"That's a pathetic reason." Lindsay snorted. "And technically, our names will end in R. Messer... R... Not Y."

"Wiseass, our first names; Danny, Lindsay and Lucy. You've got to admit that it's cute."

Lindsay wiggled her eyebrows. "So you tell me... and actually, if we to spell her name L-U-C-I-E- then that would be wrong... so hah!"

"Yeah but we're spelling it with a Y."

"Says who?"

"Says me." Danny growled playfully. "Got a problem with that?... wait, don't answer that."

"Fine."

Danny let out a contented sigh as Lindsay nestled her head on his shoulder. He took a moment from the banter to bask in the warmth that they shared underneath the covers as the thunder storm ceased to let up over the city. Even though they had only spent two weeks apart, it had made him appreciate what it was he had with Lindsay. He had banter and laughter that constantly kept him on his toes. They shared a warm bed on a cold and stormy night. They had a baby on the way... He had an entire life with her. And although he should have known, he hadn't realised all that he had until he had nearly lost it all.

"So what are we going to do Danny? We're no closer to picking names." Lindsay's voice broke his stream of thoughts.

"We'll draw straws." He shrugged. "And if she's a boy... then we'll just figure something out when we get there."

It wasn't the answer she wanted, but it was the answer she'd have to take. After a few more moments of silence, he shifted in his spot against their headboard of the bed as he shut down the laptop and placed it on his bedside table. He then took hold of the notebook that lay on Lindsay's lap and placed it on top of the closed computer. Finally, he turned on his side and laid down next to Lindsay so that he effectively towered over her as she lay on her back.

Fiddling with his fingers, she linked hers through his and placed them on her stomach once again. "Are you scared?"

"Scared?" Danny repeated, wanting to make sure he'd heard her right. "Scared of what?"

"Being a Daddy?"

Danny licked his lips. "I'm terrified."

Lindsay nodded as she gazed up at him. "Me too."

"You're scared of being a Dad? Linds, I don't think you've gotta worry about that..."

"Wiseass." She giggled as she slugged him in the chest. "I'm scared about being a Mom."

"We'll be fine." Danny assured her, despite his own insecurity. "We'll get there; I'm sure as soon as we hold her we'll know what to do."

"We will?"

"How do you think everybody else manages it? Our parents managed. Their parents managed... we'll manage. You just learn."

Lindsay nodded contemplatively.

"You're not scared of doing it with me are you?" Danny questioned with a wary voice.

"There's no one else I'd rather raise a family with." She smiled. "I'm just scared of getting it wrong."

"Lindsay, the day I stop loving you will be the day that happens... We'll make mistakes, but we're only human. You won't get it wrong. There's no wrong way about it... There are just different ways."

"I... I just don't want her to hate me."

"Hate you?" Danny suppressed his grin. "Why would she hate you?"

"She just might, and then what? We'll be in therapy trying to save our family."

"Well, until then, how about we worry about which brand of diapers to buy..."

"I guess..." Lindsay sighed heavily. "I'm being silly, aren't I?"

"A little..." Danny admitted. "But it's natural to be a little scared. It's a scary thing having someone rely on you to protect them and help them grow, but we'll get it right, Linds... And you don't have to worry about her hating you, Linds. She's lucky to have you as her Mommy."

"You think?"

"I know."

"Promise?"

"I promise." He smiled as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "It don't look like this storm's lettin' up... So much for that evening walk we had planned."

"We can just numb our brains with reruns of something instead."

Nodding, Danny grabbed the remote and switched the TV on and let it sit at the channel as they waited for the commercial break to take them back to the TV show.

"See what's on." Lindsay sighed as she snuggled into Danny's side as best she could.

"I'm trying... it's not responding that well. It's gonna go out I think."

"Ugh."

And as if on cue, the TV went blank and the lamp they'd had on in the room went out, leaving them in darkness.

"Greaaaaaat." Lindsay groaned.

Danny tried to switch the TV on once again, hoping it was simply a power surge, but sighed as the set was unresponsive. "Well, looks like we're staring at each other instead." He shrugged as he placed the remote on the bedside table.

"It's a good job you're pretty then."

"Whoa... Cheeky." Danny grinned as he moved down the bed. "One of these days..."

"What, you'll stop loving me and my cheekiness?"

"Yeah... like that'll ever happen." He laughed at the idea as he prodded her nose. "I'm just a sucker for you."

"Just imagine a little girl with my nose and your eyes... You won't know what hit you."

"God help us." He smirked as he pulled her into his arms and settled under the covers. "But I think it'd have more of an impact if she had brown eyes."

"Nah." Lindsay shook her head. "Blue eyes... She's got to have some of you in her."

"Who says that she isn't going to look like a clone of me? She could have my hair... my eyes..."

"Well, let's hope she doesn't get your nose."

Danny shook his head as his fingers went to Lindsay's sides and tickled her. "That was mean."

"I had to get it in!"

"It was a cheap shot."

"You left it wide open though."

Danny rolled his eyes as he pressed a kiss to the tip of Lindsay's nose. "Maybe the power going out isn't all that bad..."

"Oh yeah?" She smiled, "Why do you think that?"

"We can spend the time we'd spend watching TV doing something else."

"What do you have in mind?"

"Talking." He whispered as he pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

"About what?"

"You. Her. Us."

Lindsay licked her lips as she linked their hands together and placed his hands on her stomach just in time to feel their baby kick. "I think she's a fan of that suggestion there..."

Their conversation soon trailed off onto various different things. What opportunities did they want for her? Where in the world did they want to take her? How they were thrilled that they managed to be blessed with a baby that thus far was healthy, and prayed that she or he stayed that way.

Whether their child was a boy or girl was of little relevance. Her name and what she looked like didn't really matter.

All that mattered was that they couldn't wait to meet her, so that they could be the family they just were waiting to be.

I hope that none of you were offended by the names I used in this chapter... I literally typed in baby names on Google, and brought up the most popular ones and went from there. (And if you like Twilight... I'm sorry... I didn't want to pass on that banter! :) )

In other news, hoped you enjoyed that bit of fluff... it's been a while since I wrote/edited anything fluffy with the past seven chapters or so, being angsty, so I hope it wasn't a let down of sorts.

Any thoughts and comments are much appreciated.

Thanks for reading! :)