Thanks for all my lovely reviews everyone. I want to shout out to my best mate Lucy, this is sorta for you. If you have any ideas about where you ant me to go with this story then let me know.
Disclaimer: I only own Morgan and Patrick; the other characters are Jerry Bruckheimers' and CBS's
Danny hurried to the hospital, when he got to Lindsay's room he got a major shock. He calmly walked back to reception. He waited for the receptionist to get off the phone.
"What room is Lindsay Monroe in?" he asked her, with a snappy tone.
"She has gone home"
"Why? I didn't think she was well enough to leave"
"She was signed out by a police detective and she was in their care"
"Who was this detective?"
"I'm afraid that information is confidential"
Danny opened his jacket and flashed his badge.
"Now can you tell me?"
The receptionist gave Danny an evil look and began to type something into her computer.
"Detective Bonasera – is there a problem then, officer?"
"No, well I was assigned to take care of Miss Monroe. That's all"
"Well if it's any help you can find her at this address"
The receptionist wrote an address on a piece of paper and slid it to Danny.
"This isn't Detective Bonasera's address is it?"
"No, Miss Monroe is going back to her house when detective Bonasera returns to work"
"Ok, thanks for your help" Danny turned to walk away
"Excuse me, are you Danny Messer?" she said behind him
"Yeh, why?"
"Miss Monroe left this for you"
She handed him a letter, which he opened immediately.
Danny,
Yesterday I heard everything you said and I feel the same way. I will talk to you later
Lindsay x
PS: I love it when you call me MontanaDanny walked away with a smile on his face and a bounce in his step.
Danny was waiting for Lindsay to open the front door and he was hoping that she would let him in. when Lindsay answered the door she was dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a baggy top, she had no make up on and her hair was in messy bunches – still quite curly though. She was surprised when she opened the door and saw Danny standing on her doorstep. After a few seconds he broke the silence.
"Pleased to see me?"
"Erm yeh, how did you know where I would be?"
"The receptionist at the hospital gave you away"
"Okay, that's the first question. Now why aren't you at work?"
"Mac gave me the day off for being unfocused"
"Right…" she was lightly shocked at Mac's actions.
"Can I come in?"
"Yeh sure" she stepped out of his way allowing Danny to enter her house. "Take a seat" she said as she shut the door
Danny entered the living room while Lindsay went through to the kitchen.
"Did you want a drink?" Lindsay hollered from the kitchen.
"Yeh sure, what ya got?" he hollered back
"Water, coke or beer"
"Coke please"
After a few minutes she came in holding a glass of coke and a glass of water. She put the glass of coke on the table near Danny.
"Cheers Montana, nice place you got here" he said while looking at various photos of Lindsay and her family.
"Thanks"
"These your sisters?" he was pointing to a photo of Lindsay with two other women
"Nope, my best friends back in Bozeman"
"Do you have any sisters?"
"Fortunately not, just two brothers" she walked over to a photo with her and two hockey players.
"This is me with them – Gareth and Barry Monroe"
"Your brother is Gareth Monroe, from the Lakers?"
"Yep, you know him?"
"My niece has the biggest crush on him"
"I could arrange for her to meet him if you want"
"That'd be great, thanks Montana"
"No problem Messer"
Danny carried on looking at photos on the wall
"Hey Monroe, where was this one taken?"
Danny was pointing to a photo of her and Flack on a roller coaster.
"that was at a funfair in Wyoming, about 6 months ago"
"oh cool, who is that with you? He looks extremely like Flack"
"that is Flack, he took me there"
"what…were you two a couple or something?"
"me and Flack? No, not quite. I live with him – he's not and never has been my boyfriend"
"so why live with him?"
"he is my kid's uncle"
"whoa, your kid; since when do you have a kid?"
"since 3 years ago when I had him"
Danny walked over to the sofa with a bewildered look on his face. He was leaning forward in his seat; his elbow was resting on his knee with his chin leaning on that hand., his fingertips grazed his cheek. His other arm was casually placed across his body – still resting on his legs. Lindsay followed him and perched on the coffee table opposite Danny. She met his gaze, her eyes were cool and calm whereas his eyes were seething with confusion. Seconds of uncomfortable silence passed . The silence was eating away at Lindsay – she had to say something.
"Ask me" Lindsay said.
Danny looked confused with her statement.
"Danny, I know you have questions. Please just ask me. I have nothing to hide"
Danny had no expression on his face, although Lindsay could tell he was thinking about every question he wanted to ask. The emotion in Danny's eyes changed in a blink, he was now showing relief.
"Why?" Danny asked.
"Why what?"
"Why haven't you told us before?"
"I don't know, I guess i just wasn't sure if I would like everyone's reactions. Telling your friends that you have a kid raises questions, questions that I wasn't prepared to answer before"
"I would have understood" Danny paused. "who is the father?"
"Flack's brother, Patrick"
"Patrick? The one who died?"
Lindsay nodded with a tear in her eye. Danny opened his arm, gesturing for her to sit with him. Lindsay moved from the coffee table to the seat next to Danny. Danny put his arm around her waist.
"Sorry" he whispered "I didn't mean to upset you"
"It's ok…I know you wouldn't wanna upset me on purpose"
Danny kissed the side of her head.
"What's your kid's name then?"
"Morgan Monroe"
"Cute, where is he?"
"Flacks collecting him for the playgroup now. They are going to Julie and Don's house after"
"Oh right, do you have a picture of Morgan?"
"Of course I do" Lindsay got up and led Danny to another room. The room appeared to be the spare room – it showed no personality. Danny sat down on the bed while Lindsay reached for a photo album. The one Lindsay chose was labelled 'L&M 2006'. Lindsay returned to the bed and sat next to Danny, with the album on her lap. She opened it a few pages in. Lindsay was trying to find a particular page. After two pages she found her desired page.
"this is my favourite picture of us"
She showed him a picture of her and Morgan sat on a bench in central park, snow was falling around them and a beautiful Christmas tree was in the background.
"that was taken a few weeks ago" Lindsay said.
"nice, you got a cute kid there, he looks a lot like you"
"thanks, did you wanna look at the rest of the photos?"
"mm hmm"
She slid the album onto his lap.
"Be right back"
Lindsay left the room and returned a few minutes later with her drink. She sat back down, quite close to Danny
After Danny had been through most of the photos he stood up and put the album back.
"D'you wanna grab some lunch?"
"Ok, the hospital said I couldn't leave the house though"
"No problem, pizza, or Chinese?"
"Pizza"
"Any particular topping?"
"Nope, surprise me"
"Ok, I'm gonna head down to sloppy guiseppes, best pizza place I know. I'll be back as soon as I can"
Lindsay walked Danny to the door
"Bye" she said as she watched him walk away.
Once Danny had gone Lindsay prepared for his return.