"I don't want to talk about it," Lindsay snapped much later that day when Danny asked her about LeeAnne's phone call.

"Lindsay…." He chided.

"Don't 'Lindsay' me," she snarled. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Ok. Fine." Danny said shortly, climbed out of bed and headed to the kitchen.

Immediately Lindsay felt guilty. She got up and padded to the kitchen. He was making coffee, his back was turned to her and he didn't turn around when he heard her come into the room. Lindsay came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his middle from behind. She stood on tiptoe and rested her chin on his shoulder. He stiffened slightly, but soon relaxed. "I'm sorry," she whispered, "I shouldn't have snapped at you. You didn't deserve it."

"It's ok," he sighed.

"No, it's not," she said sadly.

He twisted around so that he was facing her and put his arms loosely around her waist. She moved so that her arms were resting on his shoulders. "You're right," he said quietly, "It's not ok." Tears filled her eyes, and he tried his best to ignore them as he continued. "Linds, I understand why you're so upset an' everythin', but I hate it when you take it all out on me." Her chin quivered. "I love you, and I hate seein' you hurt, but I hate it even more when you don't let me help you. You push me away sometimes and don't let me in." Tears slid down her face.

"That's what LeeAnne always told me," she choked out. "She doesn't think that you'll go through with the wedding, and if you do, she doesn't think it'll last too long. She said that I'll drive you away."

"Lindsay, we are getting married. I don't care what LeeAnne said. I am marryin' you and I plan on stayin' married to you until the day I die, unless you have some sorta problem with that."

Lindsay's tears fell harder and faster. She wished that Danny would pull her against him and stroke her hair and tell her that everything was going to be fine. She longed to be closer to him and be able to smell his spicy scent, yet he kept his distance, only touching her lightly around the waist. "I don't want her to be right," she cried pitifully, "I want to prove her wrong. I want to show her that I don't push everyone away."

"Then forget them," he told her gently, "Forget LeeAnne and Becky and your father and marry me. We have our own family at the lab and with my parents. My mother adores ya," he reminded her, "And soon, you'll bring our child into this world and we'll be our own little family. It'll be a small one, but we'll love each other and that's all that matters. Sure, we won't be perfect, but we'll be happy."

Lindsay nodded. There was a lump of emotion stuck in her throat that prevented her from speaking. "I love you," she finally managed to say. "I don't want to ruin us."

Lindsay's face was so sad and vulnerable, her voice so hesitant and sorrowful, that it physically hurt Danny inside. He finally gave them the satisfaction they both longed for and pulled her tightly against him. She let out a sob against his chest. Tears were wetting his t-shirt. "Shh," he murmured, "It's ok. I love you, Montana."

"We don't need them," Lindsay said finally, "You're right, we have the team and your mom and our baby."

"And we have each other," Danny added. "That's all that matters."

Lindsay closed her eyes and sighed against Danny's chest. She wasn't going to mess things up. She no longer cared what LeeAnne or Becky thought. All she needed was Danny.

A/N Oh, the drama. It's short. Just a little snippet. So, I'm sorry. Review!

xoxo

Lia