Silly Love Songs
Part 6
By: ioanhoratio
Special Thanks to: CSIDOLL, afrozenhear412, and new-york-babeee!
I can't explain the feelings plain to me, say can't you see?
Danny's prediction that they would see little of each other proved correct. He had remained wrapped up in the scene, and she had been with Mac, interviewing a room of witnesses. Not every couple had the privilege of getting to work together; not every couple could handle working together--practically together 24/7. This job, however, allowed for Danny and Lindsay to spend several days working along side one another, as well as the option of several days passing each other in the hall. It seemed to be a perfect balance for their relationship. Lindsay Messer was actually thinking it worked out pretty well she hadn't gotten to see much of her husband this particular day. A romantic evening always seemed a little more special when they hadn't been in each other's pockets the whole day.
"Hey, Lindsay, have you seen Danny?" Stella asked pulling her friend from her thoughts.
"He, uh, already headed home. His shifted ended nearly two hours ago," Lindsay explained, "Why? What's up?"
"Oh, nothing important, I just never got around to offering my services as babysitter tonight," Stella answered, "but I guess at this point he would have made arrangements."
Lindsay shrugged, "I guess."
Stella heard the hesitation in her co-workers voice and asked, "You guess? Is everything alright?"
Lindsay was quick to assure her friend, "Oh, yes! Everything is just fine. I just haven't heard anything from Danny about tonight. I had just assumed we would be doing something but the more I think about it the more I'm starting to think we aren't doing anything. I know I should have asked but I...well, you know what they say about when you assume something."
Stella smiled and joked, "Well, I've felt like an ass on Valentine's Day more times than I can count. A plus for you is since you're married to the guy you can come up with creative ways to punish him."
Lindsay smiled in return, "Yeah, well, I don't think I could fully blame Danny on this. I obviously should have brought it up sooner."
"Well, Danny has surprised all of us at how well he has embraced his role as husband and father so maybe he really is going to surprise you with the most romantic evening of your life," Stella encouraged, "I mean maybe it wasn't just luck that allowed Danny to get off earlier than you today. Maybe he planned it so he could go home and get everything ready for you."
Lindsay thought for a moment. What Stella offered sounded nice, but Lindsay had a growing suspicion she had made a slight error.
Stella had seen the small look of uncertainty flash on Lindsay's face and added, "Besides Danny's Italian. There is no way the guy would pass up a chance to woo and seduce."
Lindsay nodded, choosing to believe in the positive. She would be heading home in a hour. She would be looking forward to a romantic evening with her husband and she wasn't going to be disappointed if that romantic evening was the two of them sitting on the couch watching a movie--at least that is what she kept telling herself.
1 hour 23 minutes later
Lindsay stood next to the couch staring at her sleeping husband and child. Danny had his head tilted back enough that a cushion covered his eyes. Still dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, he had one arm dangling in the air and the other securely around their daughter. Lucy was laying wedged between him and the couch her head and one hand resting on her father's chest.
"Well, I guess that answers that," Lindsay said quietly to the universe. It was nearly 5:30 and Danny showed no signs of any special plans. She should really wake them up. It was much to late for Lucy to be sleeping. Something must have happened or else Danny wouldn't have made her lay down this late in the day. She would be up until midnight if they weren't careful, but Lindsay just couldn't bring herself to do it. She was in the mood to be alone. She had tried to prepare herself for this possibility. It surprised her how disappointed she felt. It frustrated her at how bothered she was. Now was not the time to face her husband, so ignoring the common sense side of her that was practically shouting to wake up her little daughter, she headed for the bathroom. She peeled off her shirt and gazed at the mirror. He eyes went immediately to the sensible white bra she was wearing and suddenly felt very sad. Her mind thought of the red sexy underwear she had bought. She felt no desire to put it on which led her to angrily turned on the shower. She was so irritated with herself. It wasn't like she still couldn't surprise Danny. Why did he have to be responsible for the planning of a romantic evening? She couldn't explain why she felt so let down. There seemed to be no real explanation. Her relationship and love for Danny would never hinge on something so superficial but Lindsay couldn't change the way she felt with a snap of her fingers.
She roughly shoved off her pants and sat on the side of the tub in her bra and panties. The shower drowned out a lot of sound and Lindsay allowed herself a moment of self pity. It wasn't often that Lindsay allowed herself to wallow. She had much too much to be grateful for to allow for such hysterics. But, every now and again she would find herself slightly overwhelmed, which led to a short drive to the store or a shower where she could be alone and allow a few tears to sneak out. She would always feel better afterwards.
Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe it was the long hours away from her daughter, or maybe it was disappointment she had set herself up for, or maybe it was just a bunch of pent up emotions that needed a release, or maybe it was all of the above, but Lindsay buried her face in her hands and started to cry.
I hope I didn't make Lindsay sound like a big whine-o here. Have you ever just had one of those days where a big disappointment need a moment of quiet wallowing? I'm not sure I conveyed that adequately.
Next up: Danny and Lindsay talk!
