A/N: I was going to write a scene with them opening their Christmas gifts but I thought for a day and a half about what they could give each other and I couldn't decide, but while thinking I came up with a better idea, and I think by the end of the chapter you'll hopefully agree with me.

Christmas day went quickly with presents being opened, toys and gadgets to be played with, clothes to be tried on.

The following day was a little calmer.

The phone rang; Becky who was nearest grabbed it.

"Monroe residence." She answered. "Oh hi, happy holidays to you too…. No he's here okay sure…" She agreed. "It's for you." She held the phone out to Danny.

"For me?" Danny questioned.

"It's your boss."

"Mac?" Danny said into the phone. "Please don't tell me you need us to come back early because I doubt we'd be able to get a flight with 4 ft of snow outside…. Okay, hang on a second." He got up. "Excuse me." He left the room.

"Any idea what Mac wanted?" Lindsay asked her sister.

"No. He just wanted to talk to Danny."

"Strange." Lindsay said.

Danny returned about five minutes later.

"Everything okay?" Lindsay inquired.

"Everything is fine. Do you want to go and take a walk?" He suggested.

"Sure let me grab my coat." Lindsay guessed Mac had told him something he didn't feel comfortable mentioning in front of her family.

"So what's going on?" Lindsay asked when they were outside.

"It's over."

"What!" Lindsay was confused.

"Okay that didn't come out the way I meant it. Mac said to tell you it was over. They caught the guillotine guy."

"They caught him." Lindsay repeated. "Where?"

"Baton Rouge. He did it again but this time a patrol car saw him acting suspiciously for Christmas Day, he was in an alley trying to dump a body. There was a shoot out he's dead."

"And they're sure he's the right guy?"

"He matches the description and he had a note address to you in his possession."

"Who was he?"

"They still don't know. The van he was using had plates taken from a car that was crushed in an accident three weeks ago. Vin numbers have been erased."

"They're sure?"

"His prints also matched the ones on the paper the bomb he sent you was wrapped in." Danny told her. "It's over."

Danny pulled her into a tight hug.

"I can't believe it's over."

"I know." He whispered in her ear, when he pulled back he tucked a loose hair behind her ear.

"What?" Lindsay said when he looked at her.

"I think it's time I gave you this. I've been carrying it around for a couple months waiting for a good time." He pulled something out of his pocket and slipped it into her hand.

Lindsay looked down at the small ring box in her hand, hesitantly she opened it. She looked at the ring and then at Danny.

"Hawkes said you wanted to wait until after everything was all over and I know it's not exactly the diamond your sister got. It's actually called Tanzanite, you can only find it in Tanzania and it will run out in about fifteen years and then I guess the price will skyrocket. You didn't strike me as a diamond type but if you don't like it I can take it back and get something else or …."

Lindsay cut him off with a kiss.

"What happened to the straight talking New Yorker I fell in love with?" Lindsay inquired she knew what he was trying to ask but she was getting impatient waiting for the actual question.

"I can do straight talking." Danny paused.

"Danny." Lindsay started.

"I love you Lindsay." He interrupted. "Marry me."

Lindsay threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. Danny stumbled back slightly and then rested his forehead against hers.

"Is that a yes Montana?"

"That's a hell yes Messer." She kissed him again.

TBC