A/N: No, your eyes are not failing you, t'is an update for GOODBYE!!! Shock horror, right? lol. The update goes out to makristina for constantly riding my butt for an update and supplying me with my own personal banner selection. Love you chicka! And Megs, cause she's an absolute star, and i love her!!

"Took my hand
Touched my heart
Held me close
You were always there

By my side
Night and day
Through it all
Maybe come what may

Swept away on a wave of emotion
Overcaught in the eye of the storm
And whenever you smile
I can hardly believe that you're mine
Believe that you're mine

Shared the laughter
Shared the tears
We both know
We'll go on from here

Cause together we are strong
In my arms
That's where you belong"

- Westlife – Unbreakable

"A well earned coffee," Danny declared as he passed his friend a coffee across his empty breakfast bar.

"I never realised how much crap you had in here, Mess. It's astounding, place is huge. The amount of stuff… How long were you here, five years?"

"Lotta memories, Flack," he told his friend, "Some better than others."

"Take the good with the bad," Flack told him, "good with the bad."

Danny nodded as he sipped his coffee, "I can't believe we made it though, me and her."

Flack snorted, "I can. As soon as you pulled on her pigtails, I knew it was the full nine yards,"

"Did not," Danny laughed as he walked backwards before setting his cup on the counter and pulled himself onto the surface. "I never realised how much I loved her, until… until…"

"You don't gotta say it," Flack told him, "I know what you mean."

"When she smiles at me, Flack… When she smiles, it's like my world lights up."

Flack shook his head and smiled, "Never had you pinned as a sap, Messer."

"Danny Messers are like onions, millions of layers."

"Ain't no plural when it comes to you Danno, one of a kind…"

"Seriously Flack… I love her…"

"I know," he nodded, "It's obvious for the world and it's brother to see that. It's like… it's something else, to say the least."

Danny shook his head, "She's always there. Through thick and thin… she's there."

Nodding, Flack set his cup down on the breakfast bar and pulled over one of Danny's barstools and settled on it, "She loves you," he shrugged, "She's gonna be there, whether you want her to or not…"

"She has my heart," Danny admitted as he set his coffee down on the counter, "whatever happens, it's her, Flack. Me and her."

"You need to be careful Mess, you're getting a little emotional on me. I don't deal well with emotion, remember."

"Hush," Danny smirked, "just sit there, look pretty, smile and nod when you feel it's appropriate,"

Flack nodded,

"You're a wiseass, you know that, Flack?"

"I try," he sighed dramatically, "So go on, you and Monroe…"

Danny shrugged as he jumped down from the counter and tipped the remaining contents in his cup into the sink, "What about us?"

"I sense you hadn't finished gushing about your undying love for her."

"You're shit with sentimental crap, ain't ya?"

"Did I not just say that? Advice and gushing I suck at, I can however, offer sarcastic comments."

"Linds sent you that bumper sticker on facebook," Danny snorted, "my life revolves around dorks,"

"So what," Flack laughed, "And for your information, if you would get facebook, you wouldn't ever have to leave your house if you didn't want. You can find out all sorts on there, ya know, Dan."

"What are you, the spokesperson for facebook. I told you, I ain't joining and typing my life away."

"Whatever," Flack laughed as he pushed his coffee away from him and headed towards the empty living room. "I was dreading this part,"

"It's not as heavy as it looks, honest." Danny said, moving towards the single object of many nights entertainment in the middle of the room.

"It's not that… how heavy it is, I can deal with… what happened on it, not so much."

"What… oh, you mean…"

"Yeah, when you and Monroe tainted pool tables. I cant look at one now without the image of… Oh god, here we go,"

Rolling his eyes, Danny made his way to the box on the floor, "I'm taking my balls downstairs,"

"Oh yeah, that right?"

"Not like that, perv." Danny snorted, "These balls, pool table balls, sicko."

Flack shook his head, "I need a play by play of what you're gonna be doing?"

"No," Danny chuckled, "Get your head around having to carry mine and Montana's love table downstairs,"

"The one day you move Messer, and the elevator is broken. I swear to god, I hate you."

"Suck it up Flack." Danny smirked as he shut the apartment door behind him.

--

Danny opened the U-Haul van that he and Flack had parked outside of his apartment building and climbed into the truck to secure the pool table balls and accessories safely among the other stuff he felt it was paramount to have at Lindsay's apartment.

Their apartment.

He smiled as he turned in the truck, taking in all his earthly possessions, realising that really, he didn't need them. The only thing he needed, and wanted, was Lindsay Monroe.

And maybe the pool table.

He secured the box on the floor, and wedged his CD collection into the small space next to the box, ensuring they didn't budge while they drove through the ever-busy New York City streets.

He jumped down from the truck and reached up to shut it when he felt a tap on his shoulder, "Flack you coulda just stayed upstairs, I didn't need my hand holding…"

"Hey Danny."

He turned, "Rikki?"

"Hi," She smiled brightly, "What you doing,"

"What's it look like I'm doing?" Danny smiled politely before turning back to the truck, shutting it and locking it in place

"You're moving?"

Danny nodded,

"Oh… Anywhere… nice?"

"With Lindsay. Well, I'm moving into her's."

"Oh… so you and…"

"Yeah, we're back together," Danny smiled,

"I knew you would be," she smiled, "you two are like the modern… modern… I don't know, you're a epic couple to say the least."

He laughed lightly, "Is this a passing visit, or…?"

"I just wanted to stop by, say hello. Apologise…"

"Apologise?" Danny asked leaning against the truck behind him, "For what?"

She took a deep breath, "It's been eating me up for a while, and I just… I didn't… I feel bad in all honesty, about what happened. How Lindsay was treated,"

"I don't mean to sound rude, Rikki… But you don't know Lindsay, why do you care?"

"Had the roles been reversed, I would have hoped she would have felt a little bit of guilt."

Danny shook his head, "Don't compare Lindsay and bring her into what we did, Rikki. She's amazing. She wouldn't hurt me the way I hurt her – she wouldn't hurt anyone."

"I didn't say she would Danny, that's not what I meant… it was hypothetical."

"Yeah well, I'm just saying," Danny defended his girlfriend,

"Look, I haven't come to argue, okay? I just came to give you this. Would you pass it onto Lindsay? If you wouldn't mind?"

Danny nodded and took the white envelop from her, "When she opens it, is it private?"

"Can read it if you want," Rikki shrugged, "I honestly don't mind."

Danny nodded and pocketed the envelope, "I'd offer you a coffee but…"

She smiled and rubbed his arm, "thanks but no thanks, it was just a flying visit. I'm glad I caught you… I'll see you later Danny."

"Goodbye Rikki," Danny nodded as he moved his arm away from her.

He turned and watched her walk slowly down the street, hands in her pockets.

Wondering what on earth the letter addressed to his other half, contained.

--

"You get lost?"

Danny slammed the apartment door shut and glared at him, "I'm not in the mood for wisecracks, Flack. Can we just…"

"Jesus Messer," he said holding his hands up. "what in the hell crawled up your ass?"

"I don't wanna talk about it,"

"A'ight… a'ight…"

"On three," Danny said as he gripped the underneath of the pool table, "One…"

"Wait a minute," Flack interrupted, as he moved from the pool table, "What's that in your pocket?"

"Nothing," Danny said, stuffing the letter further into the coat pocket. "It's nothing… on three."

"Nah, what is it… it's something."

"Just something Rikki gave me,"

"Tell me you're joking, Danny. You're not fucking around are you?"

"It's for Lindsay," he told him quickly, "she found me…"

"So it's for Lindsay?" Flack asked, "You sure?"

"Positive," Danny nodded handing him the letter, "I swear. You think I'm stupid or something?"

"Come on."

"Where?" Danny asked as Flack made his way towards the door,

"We can get this tomorrow… You need to go and see Linds, give her that letter."

"But Flack…"

"You have enough shit to get sided and put away in your apartment… we have the truck until tomorrow, we can come before my shift starts."

"Sure?" Danny asked, resting against the pool table,

He nodded as he opened the door, "Now."

--

"Hey baby," Lindsay singsonged from the kitchen, "You guys hungry? I made…"

"Flack went home Linds," Danny told her as he kicked his shoes off, "Can you come here?"

"Everything alright?" she inquired as she appeared in the doorway with her 'Hello Kitty' apron, tied around her waist

He nodded, "We need to talk,"

She stiffened, "Danny?"

"It's nothing bad, Linds… I don't think…"

"You've changed your mind, right?" she asked as she untied her apron and discarded it on the kitchen counter before making her way towards him,

"Not at all," he said as he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, "Never."

"Well what then?" she asked, her lips inches from his,

"Us… what happened… Rikki."

"Why must we talk about that?"

"I saw her today," Danny told her honestly, "She came by when I was outside loading the U-Haul van up."

Lindsay nodded as she shrugged out of his grip, "What did she want?"

"To talk about you."

Her eyebrows raised, "About what?"

"She asked me to give you this." Danny said, offering her the letter, "I don't know what it's about…"

Lindsay nodded and took it from him, looking at the writing written neatly across the front of the envelope.

Lindsay.

"She gave you this?"

He nodded,

"I'm just gonna…" she trailed off as she headed towards their bedroom, "Give me a few minutes,"

Danny nodded as he shrugged his coat off, "I'll be out here, baby." He told the closing bedroom door.

He took a deep breath, dreading the unknown.

--

Her hands shook as she set the letter on her lap, and traced the edges of the envelope.

She was itching to open it; her fingers were aching, wanting to open it.

But her heart was screaming, telling her to throw it away. Move on with the rest of her life. The chapter that included Rikki in her life was finished – why go back there? Why re-read a chapter?

She shook her head and took a deep breath, "Just rip the band-aid off Lindsay. Pull it off. Pull it off, Montana."

She swallowed and ripped the letter open and unfolded the piece of paper.

Lindsay,

It has been weighing on my mind for a while now, the fact that I haven't spoken or apologised to you, personally.

I never intended to hurt you like I suspect I did, I don't think either of us set out to do that, and I feel terrible that what me and him did, contributed to the reason that you were hurting for the time in which you and Danny suffered the bump in your relationship. Because it really wasn't your fault and you shouldn't have suffered like that.

The amount of times I have picked up the phone, ready to sift through the masses of Lindsay Monroe's in New York to apologise to you voice to voice, is crazy, but I chickened out each time. I apologise for what happened, Lindsay. Honestly I do.

Danny was there when I needed him, and I took his generosity for granted. I took advantage of the pain he was feeling. The guilt he was going through. I know that doesn't make it any different, but I apologise.

I'm just sorry that our paths crossed like they did.

Rikki.

Lindsay bit her lip and folded the letter back up and slipped it into the envelope. She stood up, wiped a stray tear from her cheek and moved for the door.

"Did you say you wanted dinner now, or later?" She asked as she came into view of Danny.

"Montana, you alright,"

She nodded, "When did you want dinner?"

"Lindsay, talk to me,"

She shook her head, "It was nice of her to apologise, but that part of my life is in the past. No point bringing it back up." She reasoned, "dinner when did you want it?"

"Whenever it's ready," he sighed half-heartedly, "Linds, I'd really like for us to…"

She stood and shook her head, "No Danny,"

"You don't even know what I was going to say,"

"Was it going to be, 'I'd really like for us to talk about what happened'?"

"No," he grinned sheepishly, as he stood up from his position on the couch, "Well, maybe it was… But Linds, I just want…"

"We should sort your things out, Danny. They can't stay out in the hallway all night. The super said they could stay there for a while, but we're gonna have to…"

She trailed off, as Danny walked across the living room towards her, and placed his rough hands on her soft face, "What did I say at the airport, that I had you. I know this is hard. I know it is, and it's okay to cry Lindsay. You don't always have to be so damn strong, baby."

"I do," she nodded tears threatening to fall, "Because when I don't block it out, that's when I start pushing you away."

"Well baby," Danny smiled as he placed a soft, lingering kiss on her lips, "it's a good job I've had enough practice to push back."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and rested her forehead against his while she stood on her tiptoes, "Make it go away."

"SuperDanny to the rescue," he smiled as he let go of her waist and tilted her chin up so that he could kiss her.

--

"Danny that's disgusting," Lindsay scolded from her seat of the couch, "seriously, do you not have manners?"

"It just means I appreciated the meal, Montana," he reasoned as he set his plate on the coffee table,

"By licking the damn plate, what are you, an animal?"

Danny snorted, "No, but thank you for that,"

"It's true," she laughed as she set her own plate on the couch, and then shifted in her seat and placed her feet in his lap.

"Your feet are freakin' freezing," Danny exclaimed, "Christ Montana, a little warning, they're like little blocks of ice,"

She shrugged as he rubbed them in his hands, "How does it feel to live with a girl?"

"Different" he shrugged, "nice. Like it's meant to be type of thing. Like I've never known anything different. And that I love you, and this is where I want to be for the rest of my life,"

She smiled widely, "good answer, Danny."

"It got better," he reasoned, "I figured you might kick my ass if I said 'different'"

"It was a close call," she grinned as she pulled her feet away from him, "you're tickling me, knock it off, babe."

"No I'm not," he defended himself as he grabbed her legs and pulled her towards him and moved so that he was pinning her down on the couch, "this would be tickling you,"

She squealed and squirmed underneath him, desperately trying to get away from his grasp, breathlessly, she pleaded with him to let her go, and that he was tickling her, and that he needed to knock it off this instant.

He smirked and carried on.

She reached up, and pinched his love handles, and attempted to tickle his sides with her small hands, until he grabbed her hands from his side, and leaned down, pinning her hands above her head with his hands. He gently, lowered himself on top of her, and watched her as she smiled at him.

"Through it all, baby come what may," Danny smiled as his lips hovered above hers.

She leaned up and kissed him softly, "Promise me you're not gonna let me go, Danny."

"Even if you wanted me to, it wouldn't happen. It's you and me Montana."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down to meet her in a searing kiss.

Both knowing that their love was unbreakable; and neither would have it any other way.

I really hope it was actually worth the wait. Thankies to all my reviewers last chapter, you guys are fab! *daisy*