I'm sorry, I know this took a long time. At least you get some answers, enjoy!

"Lindsay, open your eyes."

Lindsay sighed and opened her eyes.

"Since when are you scared of flying? You had no problem when we flew to Dallas for the conference," Danny stated next to her.

"I'm not," Lindsay replied glumly. They had been in the air for five minutes now and Lindsay was hating every minute of it. She knew she had to tell Danny what was going on but she kept putting it off.

'I'll wait til we get on the plane… I'll wait til we get in the air… I'll wait till Danny finishes his drink...'

"So you're closing your eyes in anticipation because…?"

Lindsay sighed and looked down at her hands in her lap. "Before we get there, I need to tell the reason why I'm going back, and I need you not to freak out."

Danny shifted in his seat, slightly nervous. "Why do I get the feeling I'm not gonna like this?"

"What I have to tell you, it's not as straight up as it sounds. You need to understand that my childhood was… Do you remember the Darius case at the beginning of the year? You said Mac wanted to protect me from the blood bath, and I told you I'd seen much worse?"

Danny nodded. "Yeah, I remember."

Lindsay looked up at him. "Well things happened in my childhood that affected the decisions I made later on in life."

Danny could tell Lindsay was trying to avoid whatever it was that she felt she needed to tell him.

"Lindsay, just tell me, please."

Lindsay took a deep breathe and stared into Danny's eyes. "I-I'm flying back to Montana to return some papers that I signed."

Danny relaxed slightly. "That's it?"

Lindsay hesitated. "Divorce papers."

Danny's eyes shot up. Divorce papers?

"Please say something Danny," Lindsay begged.

"So… you were married?" Danny asked, avoiding eye contact.

"Well, technically I still am married."

Danny fell silent again.

"Danny, please talk to me."

"I-I just, I thought you were… I just need time to process it Lindsay."

She sighed at Danny's answer and looked straight ahead to the in-flight movie. She was predicting a long and quiet flight.

Lindsay buckled her seatbelt as the plane was about to land. Danny had not spoken one word to her since she told him she was married. She couldn't really blame him, she had lied to him.

As the plane landed, Lindsay glanced across at Danny. He avoided her gaze and stared out the window.

As people began to descend off the plane, Danny was forced to look at Lindsay.

"Danny…"

"We should get going."

Lindsay sighed and got up. Danny followed her out and into the airport where they searched for their bags. Once they found their luggage, Danny followed Lindsay outside where she hailed a cab.

When they got in, Lindsay gave the driver her address and sat back next to Danny.

"I live…lived about 40 minutes out from here," Lindsay informed.

Danny nodded slightly then looked out the window.

About half an hour later he turned to Lindsay. "What's his name?"

It had been so long since she had heard his voice that at first she thought she was imagining it.

"Corey Geyer," Lindsay answered.

"So your real name is Lindsay Geyer?"

"No, I kept my last name. This doesn't change anything Danny."

"Good, no way am I calling you Geyer at work," Danny said, smiling slightly.

Lindsay returned his smile. "Like I said, this doesn't change anything. I'm still the same person I was yesterday."

"I know. It just means I didn't know the person you were yesterday as well as I thought I did. But, I don't blame you Lindsay, I'm not mad at you, just shocked."

"So are we ok?"

Danny smiled and kissed Lindsay lightly on the head. "We're good. We got some stuff to work out... but we're good."

Lindsay let out a relieved sigh and the cab stopped.

"We're here."

Danny paid the driver and Lindsay got out and began unloading the bags from the boot.

Danny stepped out and took in his surroundings. The first thing he noticed was the fresh air. It was completely cleansing compared to what he was used to in New York.

The bitumen road had disappeared long ago, and they were now standing on a dirt road. Danny stood before a large old fashioned style house with a veranda with wooden floor boards. Surrounding the large house were paddocks of sheep and cows, wheat fields and much more. To the left of the house were stables near a group of chickens pecking grains off of the floor. Danny squinted a saw a lake at the far end of the house next to a trail surrounded by trees. There were tall mountains in the far distance.

Lindsay cleared her throat and Danny turned around to see she was struggling with the bags.

"A little help here Messer?"

Danny smirked and assisted Lindsay with the luggage. He slammed the boot shut and the cab drove away.

Danny could hear soft barking in the distance. He looked around. He couldn't see any dogs but the barking was definitely getting louder.

When Danny turned around again he saw two sheep dogs, one a puppy, and a golden retriever running towards them.

Lindsay gasped and knelt down.

"Rusty! Jimmy!" She squealed. The golden retriever and sheep dog jumped and licked her affectionately, then made their way to Danny.

Danny laughed as the two dogs jumped up on him and barked for his attention. He bent down and stroked the dogs playfully as Lindsay scooped up the young puppy in her arms.

"Who are you little fella?"

Lindsay looked up at Danny and laughed as she made her way over to him. "You have dog drool on your face."

Danny closed his eyes as Lindsay wiped his cheek. "Fabulous."

The front screen door slammed open and a middle aged couple emerged.

"Lindsay," the woman exclaimed as she hugged Lindsay. "You're here."

Lindsay juggled the puppy in her arms as she embraced her aunt.

"Aunt Jane, Uncle Keith, this is my friend Danny Messer," Lindsay introduced.

"Pleased to meet you," Danny greeted politely.

"Oh, isn't he just delightful," Aunt Jane exclaimed as she hugged Danny. He blushed slightly and Lindsay giggled.

Aunt Jane let Danny go and Uncle Keith shook his hand. "Welcome to Bozeman."

"Thanks."

"Who's this?" Lindsay asked her Aunt as she played with the puppy's paws.

"That's Ray, Kayee's new pet. Now let's get you kids inside."

As Danny walked into the house his eyes widened. It was amazing. It was a very large house with many photos and plants and other homey touches around the place.

Aunt Jane guided Danny around the house. "This is the living room... this is the kitchen... this is the downstairs bathroom... Oh Lindsay honey, take Danny upstairs and show him to his room, I have a pot roast in the oven."

Danny smiled and followed Lindsay upstairs.

"Your Aunt seems nice," Danny commented.

"That's because she likes you. She has a soft spot for Italians. My Aunt and Uncle's room is downstairs. Here's the guest room, my bedroom is right across the hall and my sister's is down the hall to the right. Bathroom's next door to my room," Lindsay explained. She followed Danny into his room.

The walls were purple and the double bed had a pink spread. Danny placed his bags at the end of the bed.

"This room's uh… pretty."

Lindsay smirked and sat down on Danny's bed. "It used to be my cousin's room. Sarah's five years older than me."

Danny sat on the bed next to Lindsay and looked around the room. "This house is really nice."

Lindsay smiled. "Yeah, I spent half my childhood in this house; it's good to be back."

Danny grabbed Lindsay's hand and held it in his.

"Lindsay! Danny! Fresh short bread straight out of the oven," Aunt Jane called from downstairs.

Lindsay smiled and pulled Danny off of the bed. "Let's go."

The sweet smell of shortbread hit Danny as soon as they got downstairs. Lindsay let go of Danny's hand and took a piece of shortbread. She closed her eyes and sighed.

"Mmmm, if there's one thing I miss in New York, it's definitely your cooking Aunt Jane."

She handed a piece to Danny and he accepted it gratefully. Aunt Jane looked at Danny expectedly, waiting for his opinion. He smiled. "Tastes great."

Aunt Jane beamed and began wiping down the bench. "So Danny, seeing as you came out here with Lindsay, I guess she told you about Corey?"

Danny nodded.

Aunt Jane looked at Lindsay and frowned. "Lindsay there's something your uncle and I didn't tell you. Corey sent you the papers to sign because he's getting remarried… to Sarah."

Lindsay almost chocked on her biscuit. She coughed and cleared her throat.

"He's marrying Sarah? Why didn't you tell me this?"

"We didn't want to hurt you Lindsay. They know that your uncle and I don't approve but they're still going through with it. I think they're generally in love with each other."

Lindsay raised her voice. "Like they were generally in love with each other five years ago?"

"Lindsay-"

"Who else knew about this?" Lindsay demanded.

"Honey, it's not like people didn't know, they've seen them together-"

"Great, so the whole town knows, once again everyone's in the loop but me."

"Lindsay they're on your side."

"I don't want the whole town feeling sorry for me. I'm sick of them feeling sorry for me."

"I'm sorry honey."

Lindsay sighed and calmed down. "I know I'm, I'm just upset that you didn't tell me."

Lindsay escaped out the back door and Danny turned his attention to her aunt.

"That poor girl," She muttered. "She's been through so much."

Danny hesitated before going out after Lindsay. He went outside and spotted her near the stables. She was stroking one of the horses. Danny approached her cautiously.

"Are you ok Lindsay?"

She sighed.

"When I was 16 I met Corey in high school. He was a bad boy and I wanted his attention. I had a mucked up childhood Danny. I wanted to be wanted, so bad. When he proposed to me two years later I said yes straight away," Lindsay explained.

Danny listened carefully.

"My Aunt and Uncle didn't approve of course, I was only 18, too young to get married. But I figured, he wanted me, he wanted to protect me, he wanted to be with me, and that was enough. I was young and stupid but, I thought that as long as I had someone, it would all be ok. Three months into our marriage I came home early to find Corey in bed with another woman."

Lindsay smiled bitterly.

"I didn't see who it was. She didn't turn around, just kept on riding him. After that I came to my senses. I left him and focused on my study. I became one of Bozeman's finest CSI's. I was finally getting my life back on track, I was finally happy."

"Then what?" Danny asked.

"About a year ago, before I moved to New York, I was approached by my cousin Sarah. She told me it was her in bed with my husband that night and that the whole town knew. The whole town knew Danny, and they were talking about it behind my back the whole time. I couldn't take it, so when the opportunity to go to New York arrived, I grabbed on with both hands. I just wanted to leave it all behind me," Lindsay explained.

Danny sighed. "I'm so sorry Lindsay. That time when you saw Mandy in my apartment… it must've brought back bad memories."

Lindsay turned to face him. "It's ok Danny, I know you would never intentionally hurt me."

Danny drew Lindsay into a hug. "Still, I'm sorry."

Danny was quiet for a moment before speaking again. "Did you love him?"

"I didn't even know what love was."

Lindsay relaxed against Danny's body but moaned when her cell began ringing.

"I'll wait for you inside," Danny informed.

Lindsay nodded and answered her phone.

"Monroe"

"Hey sis"

"Oh Kay, How did your netball go?"

"We lost, 18 to 20."

"Sorry."

"I'll be home tomorrow. Did you and Danny make it there ok?"

"Sure. I'm gonna go see Corey tomorrow."

"So you told Danny what happened?"

"I told Danny about Corey."

"And what about Mom? Dad? The incident?"

"Not yet."

"Lindsay you have to tell him, it's the whole reason you came back to Montana."

"I know. And I will, just, not yet."

And the secrets continue.. please review.