Chapter Four

"Avery come on, we should have already left." Lindsay said as she straightened her shirt and waited for her son to appear.

"Okay." He said as he stood in front of his mother, with a helmet on.

"Why are you wearing a helmet?" Lindsay questioned curiously.

"So I don't hit my head hard and forget you." He said softly as he sat down to put his shoes on.

"Avery." Lindsay said as she squatted in front of her son and gently undid the helmet and put it next to him. "Daddy was in a car accident, there is no way you could hit your head like he hit his head."

"Okay." Avery said as he struggled with his shoelaces.

"Ready?" Lindsay said as she picked up his shoelaces and slowly demonstrated how to tie them. "Now you do the other one."

"Okay." Avery said as he pressed his tongue tight against his upper lip in concentration.

"Under." Lindsay said as she watched him.

"I did it!" Avery squealed as he admired his handiwork.

"Yeah, you did." Lindsay said and kissed his forehead. "Good job, baby."

"Thanks, Mommy." Avery said as Lindsay stood and helped him to his feet.

"Ready?" Lindsay asked as she helped him put his coat on.

"Lindsay." Mac said as she stepped off the elevator and walked past his office.

"What's up Mac?" Lindsay asked as she stood in front of his desk.

"Danny's back to work today, I'm having him go over old cases he worked." Mac said.

"Okay." Lindsay said with a soft smile.

"Lindsay." Mac started. "I know this has to be hard, you can move offices, or work in mine if you want."

"Mac, Danny doesn't remember me or Avery. He doesn't even have the slightest idea who he is to me." Lindsay said and shrugged her shoulders. "I'll be fine."

"Okay." Mac said and watched her smile and head into her shared office with Danny.

"Hey." Danny said as he heard the door open and looked up to find Lindsay hanging her coat up and then sit in her chair.

"Hey, how are you?" Lindsay asked as she booted her computer up.

"Alright, you?" Danny questioned as he closed a case file and focused his attention on Lindsay, licking his lips as he chanced a glance at her breast.

"Good." Lindsay said as she tried not to laugh as her husband checked out her rack.

"How's Avery?" Danny asked.

"Good, he's learning to tie his shoes." Lindsay said as she logged on the computer then focused her eyes on Danny.

"That's cool." Danny said as he continued to just gaze at her.

"How's living with Flack?" Lindsay questioned as she felt goose bumps rise under Danny's gaze.

"It's good, but I should find my own place soon." Danny said as he twirled a pen in his fingers.

"Yeah?" Lindsay questioned.

"Yeah, he's in love with some girl, says she might move in soon." Danny said as he put the pen down and leaned back in his chair.

"Yeah, they've been together for awhile." Lindsay said with a smile.

"Hm, so tell me about your husband." Danny said.

"He's the sweetest man I ever met, kind, gentle. He was completely in love with his son, always loved to hold him and get up in the middle of the night when he cried." Lindsay said and finished with a deep breath, trying to control her emotions.

"Sounds like a good guy." Danny said with a gentle smile. "But you said we hooked up?"

"Yeah." Lindsay laughed.

"When?" Danny questioned with a smirk.

"Around the time of your accident." Lindsay said softly.

"Where we like a thing?" Danny questioned as he leaned forward in his chair.

"Um." Lindsay started and pursed her lips. "I guess."

"So, am I allowed to ask you out again?" Danny questioned, surprising Lindsay.

"I don't know, Danny." She said as she fought her tears. "I don't think so."

"Why? We were married weren't we?" Danny said as his face and eyes hardened. "You forgot to tell my brother your plan, and most of the lab people."

"Danny." Lindsay started but he cut her off.

"Marriage is more than a thing, Lindsay." Danny growled.

"You don't know anything Danny, you don't remember me, what we had. You don't remember Avery. Maybe this is how it's supposed to be." Lindsay said throwing her hands in the air.

"What are you saying? You want a divorce?" Danny asked, watching her closely.

"No, I want my husband back, I want my best friend back, I want my son's daddy back." Lindsay cried as she wiped the tears away.

"You thought hiding it from me would help?" Danny questioned as he handed her a tissue.

"I don't know what will help, I thought it'd be simpler for you to be in life you remembered." Lindsay said.

"I want to meet him." Danny said.

"Who?" Lindsay asked confused.

"My son."