Title: Love Too Young
Rating: FRT
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just the idea.
Spoilers: None
Summary: What if Danny and Lindsay knew each other in high school? What if Lindsay lived in New York and moved away? This is WAY OUT THERE so be nice.
Three road trips, two flights and one file of transfer papers later, Lindsay had returned to the only place that she really considered home. The Big Apple.
A month after Danny and Lindsay had announced their love for each other in the middle of the airport, Mac hired Lindsay full time. The only rule was to keep it out of the office. Both of them could do that.
Lindsay had adjusted back to New York style amazingly fast. It was almost as if she never left. She could hail a cab like the best of them, weave her way in and out of throngs of people, and hold her own against the meanest, roughest criminals to ever walk the Earth.
Mac was pleased at the new addition to his team. Not only was she an incredible CSI, but she also had her way with people. In particular, one Detective Messer. Not too many people would put up with Danny's temper, badgering, and attitude, but she had a way with him that Mac had never seen before. She had calmed him down a few notches, and even put him in line more times than one could count.
Three years after Lindsay and Danny began dating again, Danny had popped the question. Surrounded by nearest and dearest, the CSI gang included, they exchanged vows in a small ceremony in New York.
The bride was absolutely stunning in a strapless white gown, elbow length veil, and sterling silver heart necklace. Only Danny knew what she wore underneath. Danny complemented her attire by donning a black double breasted tuxedo, with a midnight blue vest and silver cufflinks. Lindsay's mother and brothers flew in a few days earlier from Montana. Two years prior, Lindsay father was the victim of a head-on collision. Her choice to have Mac walk her down the isle wasn't a difficult one. He was the closest thing to a father in New York. Stella graciously accepted the offer to be the maid of honor. Don Flack and Sheldon Hawkes were chosen to be Danny's wedding party, while brother Louie was the best man.
Lindsay first had been apprehensive about dating Danny after all that had happened, but he made it perfectly clear to her, the past was that; the past. He told her of his lingering feelings for her, even after all those years. He told her how whenever he got into a relationship with someone, he could never escape the ability of subconsciously comparing each woman to her. Every time, none of them comparing, and greatly lacking.
Lindsay believed Danny should hate her. She had deprived him of a child! He should at least hold some resentment! Danny still would have liked to raise a child, but at that time in his life sixteen years ago, it would have been disastrous. Neither of them were prepared, and both of them, in a sense, where still children. And Danny's past with Tanglewood, would have been more dangerous, with much more to loose.
Sure they had their rough times. And they had to build a relationship back up, that had ended years before, but things seemed to be looking up.
Especially three years after marriage, when Lindsay amended her prior decision to not have another child.
Six pounds, five ounces of Messer-Monroe blood pumped though Stephanie's veins. The little blue eyed beauty had herself instantly wrapped around her father's finger.
They both had mixed emotions on the delivery day. Lindsay had tears of joy from the birth of a daughter, yet tears of sorrow from the reminder of birthing a son earlier.
Danny, not one to show excessive emotion, almost flooded the room when those little lungs let a cry erupt. His life would have been very different if he was there sixteen years ago.
The decision was hard at first. Lindsay had suffered an excruciating amount of physiological and emotional pain from her first pregnancy. Would she be able to be a good mother to a second child? Would she give the child the attention she was too young to give to her first? Was she ready to actually be a mother?
Danny hadn't pressured her into having another child. He too had the same questions whirling around in his mind. But one stood out the most. If Lindsay hadn't of thought he would have been a good father all those years ago, would she still think that now?
The decision was made when one of Lindsay's brothers came to visit. He brought with him an eight month old and a three year old. The second the baby latched its small hand around Danny's finger and when the four year old hung to Lindsay's legs, they knew.
The Messer family has had a few bumps along the way. Lindsay's brothers still hadn't fully adjusted to Lindsay reunion with Danny, but eventually accepted it when it was revealed that Danny knew absolutely nothing about her pregnancy.
But every December 21, two families gather at Little Lake Cemetery to commemorate a boy who was taken too soon. One family pays their respects to a sixteen year old that brought meaning to an infertile couple. The other pays respect to a baby boy who was formed from young love, and who reached out from the grave to prove that good things can come from a love too young.
The End
Author's Note: You may now bawl you're eyes out. My baby is done. Took me a 8 months to write, but I personally think it turned out rather nice…tho I might be biased…
Special Thanks to 1) Rob, for helping with the crime. 2) Carmine and Anna for making such a lovely couple…err…uh…Danny and Lindsay…
And another special thanks to all that reviewed. Glad you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it….most times. You know who you are, but thanks again, so sticking around for the incredibly long hiatus. It wasn't intended...
And no, there will be no sequel… tho if anyone wants to, feel free :D
More D/L fics in the future...