Chapter Three

"So that Lindsay girl was pretty cute." Danny said as he sat down on Flack's couch and looked around curiously.

"Yeah." Flack snorted as he went into the kitchen. "You want a water?"

"Yeah." Danny said as he stood to look at the pictures on top of the T.V. "You got a girl?"

"Yeah, she's moving in soon." Flack said as he tossed a water bottle to Danny. "I think."

"Thanks." Danny said he sat back on the couch and hung his head.

"What's wrong?" Flack asked as he took a sip of his water, watching his friend as he shook his head.

"I don't know, I just have this nagging feelin' in my chest." Danny said looking up at Flack. "It won't go away."

"Like somen bad's gonna happen, that kinda feelin'?" Flack questioned as he sat down next to Danny.

"No, like something's missing." Danny said as he turned his head to look at Don. "What's this scar from?" Danny asked as he held his left hand up.

"Irish mob held you hostage, gave you a pretty good beating. That was like five years ago?" Flack explained.

"Oh." Danny said as he licked his lips and looked around Don's place. "Back to Lindsay, I slept with her?"

"Um." Flack said not sure what to say. "Did you?"

"She said we did." Danny said. "But she's married."

"She didn't cheat on her husband, she wouldn't. Maybe you two just got drunk after he died or somen." Flack said as he took another sip of his water.

"So we weren't together, or anything?" Danny asked as he sighed.

"You could've been, secretly I guess. Talk to Linds." Flack laughed.

"She has a kid." Danny stated.

"I know." Flack said as he got off the couch to get a picture of the little boy.

"This him?" Danny asked as Flack handed him the picture.

"No." Flack said sarcastically, with a laugh.

"Avery right?" Danny said as he studied the little boy's features, his blue eye shining bright in the sun, with Lindsay's arms wrapped around him.

"Yeah." Flack said as he watched Danny run his thumb over the picture.

"He's cute." Danny said as he handed the photo back to Flack. "So what do you wanna do tonight? Go to the bar, get some girls?"

"No, I think I'm just gonna chill tonight." Flack said as he got up to return the picture to its place.

"Avery, come here for a sec." Lindsay said as she sat on the couch staring at a blank T.V.

"What Mommy?" he questioned as he stood in front of her in one of Danny's old Yankee shirts.

"Come here." She said as she placed him on her lap and hugged him against her chest, then kissed his head.

"What's wrong Mommy?" he questioned as he looked up at her.

"It's about Daddy sweetheart." She said as she played with the sleeve of his shirt.

"Is he ok?" Avery questioned.

"Yeah, he's fine. He woke up." Lindsay started but was stopped by her son's squeal.

"Yay, can we go see him, can we?" he asked excitedly as he bounced on Lindsay lap.

"No, sweetie. Remember how I told you Daddy hit his head really hard and that's why he was sleeping for so long?" Lindsay asked.

"Yeah." Avery said softly.

"Well, he woke up, but he can't remember anything after 2005." Lindsay said softly as she waited for Avery to absorb the information.

"But I was born in 2008." Avery said as his eyes flicked to his mother's.

"I know sweetie." Lindsay said as she watched his blue eyes flood with tears.

"He doesn't remember me?" Avery asked as his voice cracked and a tear slid down his cheek.

"No, sweetie." Lindsay said as Avery laid on her chest and cried, while she rubbed his back, trying to soothe him. "It's okay, he might remember." He didn't say anything but took a fist full of Lindsay's shirt in his hands like he did when he was a baby. "Come on, lets get you to bed."

"I bought him a little tiger today, at the zoo." Avery whimpered as Lindsay stood and brought him towards his bedroom. "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Of course." Lindsay said as she turned and entered her bedroom.