Chapter Two
"Thanks for watching him, Jess." Lindsay said as she put her coat on and fixed her hair.
"No problem." Jess said.
"He's asleep, so you know, make yourself at home, eat whatever you want." Lindsay laughed as she took her keys out of her purse.
"Everything'll be okay, Linds." Jess said as Lindsay opened the door.
"I hope." Lindsay said and closed the door behind her.
"You must be Lindsay." Danny said as she entered his room.
"You remember?" Lindsay questioned happily, as she closed the door behind her and stood there.
"No, I can tell by the way everyone left" Danny said as he motioned out into the waiting room.
"Oh." Lindsay said and took his glasses out of her purse.
"How come no one will tell me who you are?" Danny questioned.
"I don't know." Lindsay said and shrugged her shoulders.
"I won't bite you." Danny laughed.
"Huh?" Lindsay asked confused as she looked around his room, noting all the pictures Avery drew.
"You're all the way over there." Danny said as he watched her closely, willing himself to remember her.
"I brought your glasses." Lindsay said as she walked over and handed them to him. "The script is a little out of date."
"Why?" Danny questioned as he put them on and smiled.
"I don't know." Lindsay lied. Truth was Danny forgot to bring them to the eye doctors when he got his contacts changed and was too lazy to bring them back.
"Why do you have'em?" Danny questioned as he watched her wrinkle her forehead in thought.
"Um." Lindsay said as she tried to come up with a lie. "They were at my place."
"Why?" Danny asked as he sat further up in bed, watching Lindsay curiously.
"Your apartment sold, and you had some stuff at my place." Lindsay lied, inwardly scolding herself for such a horrible lie.
"So we slept together?" Danny asked as he licked his lips and looked Lindsay up and down.
"Yeah." Lindsay answered, wanting to laugh, because for almost the last four years, her and Danny had shared a bed every night.
"You're married." Danny noted as he watched Lindsay idly twisting her wedding band.
"Yeah." Lindsay said sadly as she looked down at her hand.
"Unhappily?" Danny questioned as he watched her bite her lip in an effort not to cry.
"He died." Lindsay said as she turned and looked at Danny, giving him a weak smile.
"Sorry." Danny said. They sat in an awkward silence for a little longer until Danny spoke again. "Who's Avery?"
"My son." Lindsay said with a smile as she followed Danny's gaze to the pictures.
"Oh." Danny said as he returned his gaze back to her.
"I guess, I'll leave you to get your rest." Lindsay said with a weak smile as she stood from her chair.
"Bye." Danny said as he watched her leave.
"Hey Lindsay." Stella said as she exited the room and stood in front of everyone in the waiting room, including Danny's parents. "Did he remember?"
"No." Lindsay said as she shook her head and her voice cracked. Flack got up from his chair and embraced her.
"Did you tell him you were married, are married?" Danny's mother asked.
"No, I told him my husband died." Lindsay said as she pulled away from Flack.
"What? Why?" Stella shrieked.
"Because he's still the Danny that was a player, I couldn't just throw something like that at him, it wouldn't be fair. That would push him further away." Lindsay said as she watched Mac nod his head in agreement.
"Danny needs time." Mac said. "It'll work out."
"He goes home tomorrow." Flack said.
"But where's home?" Stella asked.
"I guess he'll stay with me, for now." Flack said.