A/N: Well, here is the final chapter, and one more small dose of drama!! I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but I've been finding it really hard to get through each day, and certain people in my life aren't helping. But thank you to everyone who has reviewed! You are all stars!!

Since Lindsay had told Danny the truth about her childhood, Danny had noticed that she seemed a lot happier. She had returned to work, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

However, everyone knows that calm always comes before a storm.

Lindsay was working in the layout room with Danny, processing some lilac fibres from a bedroom carpet, when Flack walked in, handed them both a cup of coffee, and said to Lindsay, "Hey, Linds, I'm sorry about your mom."

Lindsay frowned and turned to Danny in confusion, who looked just as bewildered.

"What do you mean Flack? Nothing's happened to my mom."

Flack frowned. "Well, the Bozeman News must have got their information wrong then."

Lindsay smiled in apprehension. "Why were you looking at the Bozeman News?"

"Well," he replied. "I wasn't. At least not intentionally. But when I'm bored, I just type into a search engine the names of people I know, to see who they share a name with. I share a name with a famous footballer from the 1950s. Anyway, I was searching you, and the name 'Monroe' highlighted itself in a newspaper. I printed it off. Here." He handed it over.

Lindsay paled gradually as she read the story.

ANOTHER MONROE MEMBER DIES.

As the second Monroe family member dies in less than a year, here in Bozeman, Montana, we wonder:

Is this family cursed?

Only a few months ago, their only daughter Amelia died after suffering from numerous stabbing wounds. This was hard on the whole family, but especially their son, Max.

Last week, Max's mother, and Simon Monroe's wife, Lucy, died from a heart attack. Doctors say that since her daughter's death, she has been putting increased amounts of stress upon herself, until, finally, she died. The family are said to be distraught.

Yesterday was the funeral. Max sung a song that he had composed, called, "Looking Down On Me In Heaven."

So, the family has gone from big to small. What used to be a happy family of four, is now a lonely family of two.

Reported by George Flegg.

Lindsay gasped softly. They just discarded her! She wasn't mentioned once.

She suddenly felt a strong pair of arms enveloping her, and she felt Danny comforting her.

"I wrote that song for Milli's funeral," Lindsay sobbed. "And I wasn't mentioned once. Why didn't they tell me that my own mom had died? They could have at least e-mailed me, even if they didn't want to talk to me. I would have gone to her funeral. She's my mom too."

And with that, Lindsay just collapsed completely, Danny literally holding her up, whispering useless comforts in her ear. He glanced at Flack, and Flack took this as a signal to leave, so he did.

Danny took Lindsay home, and laid her down, immediately laying beside her, wrapping her up in his arms.

The next week or so continued in exactly the same way, but Lindsay was gradually going back to normal. She realised that she had her own family here in New York, who would never leave her.

One day, they were sitting at Lindsay's house playing Hangman, when Lindsay grabbed the pen and scribbled down a puzzle for Danny to work out.

Danny frowned, and started guessing letters.

"E?"

/ E / E E / E . / E / .

"A?"

A / E / E E / E . / E / .

"I? O? U?"

A / O U / O / E I / E E / O / E . / I / O E / O U.

"T?"

T A / O U / O / E I / T E E / O / E . / I / O E / O U.

This continued for a while, until Danny had completed the sentence.

T H A N K / Y O U / F O R / B E I N G / T H E R E / F O R / M E . / I / L O V E / Y O U.

Danny looked up slowly at Lindsay, who looked back at him nervously.

After he had sat there silently for a while, Lindsay walked towards the bedroom, saying, "I'm sorry Danny, I shouldn't have said that."

Danny quickly followed and gently grasped her hand. "No, Lindsay," he said, "I… I love you too. I've loved you for so long, but I've been too scared to tell you."

And with that, he slowly dropped his head, Lindsay meeting him halfway.

As their lips gently touched, Danny's arms wrapped themselves around Lindsay's waist, whilst Lindsay wrapped hers around his neck gently playing with the hair at the base of his neck.

But after they had gently been kissing each other for a few minutes, to Danny's dismay, he felt tears on his cheeks. Lindsay's tears.

"Hey, Montana, what's the matter?" he asked.

Lindsay looked up at him, unshed tears in her eyes. "It's nothing," she said, "It's just that… that… Milli wanted us to get together for so long now, and she isn't going to find out. She's left me."

Danny hooked a finger under her chin, and lifted it, so that he could look her in the eyes. "Hey, Lindsay, listen to me. Milli hasn't left you. She's looking down on you in heaven."

"In the cookies of life, sisters are the chocolate chips."

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