"I have a crazy idea." Danny told her.
"Other than carrying a really expensive ring around for months?" Lindsay inquired.
"I was waiting for a good time." Danny pointed out.
"So what's your idea?" Lindsay asked.
"What if we got married before we go back to New York?"
"What?"
"I know I said it was crazy and I have no idea if you can get a licence in that time in this state or maybe you want a big white wedding like Becky which is fine too and…"
"You're serious?" Lindsay interrupted.
"Your family is all here, why not?" Danny shrugged.
"What about your parents?"
"Mom will get over it." He replied.
"Okay." Lindsay agreed.
"Okay?"
"Okay." She confirmed. "Let's not tell anyone about this until we know if we can." She told him. "Hold this, I'll go and grab my keys." She kissed and left him holding the ring before she ran inside.
…
"So where are we going?" Danny inquired as they pulled out onto the main road.
"Morgue." Lindsay replied.
"Okay, that's the last place I thought I'd be going on this trip."
"Did you think you'd be getting married?" Lindsay countered.
"Good point." He conceded. "So why are we going to the morgue?"
"My doctor when I was growing up now works for the county coroner, he and Jamie the medical examiner always spend the day after Christmas at the morgue eating leftovers."
"Whatever floats their boats." Danny stated.
"Both their wives died of cancer within two weeks of each other 3 years ago." Lindsay explained. "You'll like them; they have a great small town sense of humour."
"And that differs from a normal sense of humour how?" Danny inquired.
"Let's just say they have a better sense of humour than most New Yorkers."
When they arrived Lindsay pulled into a parking space. She glanced at her hands which were still on the steering wheel.
"Danny."
"Yes?"
"Can I try my ring on now?" Lindsay inquired.
"Sure." Danny pulled the box out of his pocket and handed it to her. Lindsay slipped her glove off and slid the ring on.
"It fits."
"What's the point of being a CSI if you can measure something without someone noticing?" Danny asked.
"Let's go inside."
They walked around to the side entrance. Lindsay tapped a code and the door clicked open.
"They didn't change the code?" Danny asked.
"They haven't changed the code since they got it installed five years ago." Lindsay explained. "Come on." She grabbed his hand and walked him through the building to the room where she heard laughter. "You need to get some better jokes guys." She said when they walked in.
"Why if it isn't Lindsay Monroe." The younger man said. "Joe said you were back for Christmas."
"Hey Jamie, hey Doc." Lindsay smiled.
"The big city seems to be treating you okay." The older man stated.
"I'm doing okay." She agreed. "Danny, this is Doctor Dennis Hayworth and Dr James Jamison. Doc and Jamie." Lindsay introduced them. "Guys this is Danny Messer."
"The New Yorker boyfriend."
"Nice to know word got around town." Danny smiled.
"I'm guessing this isn't a social call." Doc said.
"We decided to see if we could get married before we go back to New York, but for the licence we need…"
"You need a blood test." Doc finished for her. "I know you've have had the shot they need since I'm the one who gave it to you twice."
"Hop up on the table." Jamie told her. "And I'll draw some blood."
"Now why do medical examiners keep telling me that?" Lindsay asked as she shrugged out of her coat.
"Because you're too stubborn to go to a hospital so they're the only doctors I can make you see." Danny replied.
"I guess this could be described as eloping." Doc smiled.
"Doc is a big fan of eloping." Lindsay explained. "He and his wife eloped three days after they met on her 18th birthday."
"Married 43 years before she died." Doc added with a wistful smile.
"That's impressive." Danny replied.
"If you arrange this we're going to want invitations." Jamie told Lindsay.
"We'll see what we can do."
TBC