Danny had not stopped smiling since Lindsay told him the news. "You're way to happy today, Messer," Flack told him, "It's creeping me out."
"Lindsay's pregnant," Danny announced, and walked away.
"Danny!" Lindsay scolded.
Flack ran after them. "Whoa! Wait! Say that again!" His facial expression was even better than Danny had imagined.
"Lindsay's pregnant," Danny told him simply.
"As in a baby?" Flack asked, still incredulous.
"No, an antelope," Lindsay said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"Messer's gonna be a daddy?" Flack exclaimed.
"No, he's going to be the mother," Lindsay said, still sarcastic, but secretly loving every minute of it.
Flack pretended to faint. "And I was surprised when he said that he's getting married. Now he's having a kid?"
"Actually, I'm having the kid, technically," Lindsay smirked.
"Ha ha, Lindsay, very funny," Flack said.
Danny put his arm around Lindsay. "Yep, there's gonna be a little Dansay running around here soon."
"Dansay?" Flack asked.
"Mixture of Lindsay and Danny. Or you could say Dantana, but Linds might kill you. She hates it."
"Montana's bad enough!" Lindsay protested.
"You know you love it when I call you that," Danny teased.
"Ok," she sighed dramatically, "maybe a little bit."
Danny raised an eyebrow.
"Ok, a lot," she admitted, lightly kissing him on the lips.
"Ew. Guys, I'm still here," Flack coughed.
"Grow up, Flack," the couple said at the same time, causing even Flack to laugh.
"Ok, seriously, guys, congratulations," Flack said, adopting a more serious, yet sincere tone, "Never thought it'd happen, but congratulations."
"Thanks, Don," Lindsay said, smiling sweetly as she and Danny began to walk away.
"Oh, and Danny," Flack called after them, "Happy Birthday!"
"Happy Birthday, Danny," Stella and Mac both chorused when he and Lindsay walked into the break room to get their daily dose of caffeine.
"Yeah, Happy Birthday," Hawkes added.
"Guys, I've made a decision," Danny announced. Lindsay looked at him curiously, not sure where this was leading, but didn't interrupt him. "Instead of saying 'Happy Birthday', from now on, I'd like you to say 'Happy The Love of Your Life Just Told You She's Having A Baby Day.' Ok?"
Both Mac's and Hawke's jaws dropped. Stella shrieked. "You told him?"
Lindsay nodded. Mac and Hawkes turned to her, "You knew?" Mac gasped.
"Of course I knew. It's my job to know." Stella informed them nonchalantly.
"No, it's your job to catch bad guys," Hawkes corrected her.
"Whatever."
"Um, guys, Lindsay's the one that's pregnant…" Danny interjected.
Mac and Hawkes turned to the two. "Congratulations!" they both said at the same time.
Lindsay beamed. "Thanks!"
"Danny Messer a daddy," Hawkes mused, "Never thought I'd be saying those words."
"Shut up, Hawkes," Danny grouched, "I already got that from Flack."
"Flack knew?" Mac asked.
"I told him like 5 minutes ago," Danny rolled his eyes.
"Ok," Lindsay put in, not liking all the fuss, "I'm pregnant, Danny's defying what seems possible and we all need to get back to work!"
"Now there's an attitude I like," Mac joked.
A/N Short, kinda weird…but it's ok. With me at least. Like? Not like? What?
xoxo
Lia