Lindsay's POV

Oh. My. Gosh. Danny was proposing to me. Now all the pieces fit together. Why he was anxious, why everyone was acting weird, and why he took me somewhere so special! He is so sweet! He even got our wine. I hate that work interrupted me waking up tomorrow as Mrs. Danny Messer- to-be. I'm going to kill Mac. The drive to the crime scene was quiet. It seemed like Danny was really disappointed. I don't blame him. He spent all week planning this special night, and it was spoiled.

"Danny," I began softly, "I'm really flattered by tonight, but-" I stopped myself, seeing how this sounded like a break up speech and tried to start over.

"I mean, what you were trying to do was really sweet, and it's kind of sorry that you didn't get to finish." I laugh nervously. Danny looks at me, mortified and embarrassed. I slap my forehead.

"Ok, that didn't come out right either. What I am meaning to say is,"

"You don't have to say anything Lindsay." he said with a dull tone.

"No, I have to. I didn't mean any of those things. I would've said"

"We don't have time for this!" He said his voicing growing louder.

"Yes we do!" I yelled back.

"No we don't! We're here!" He said stopping the car. I finally realized we were at an old plane warehouse where they usually take passengers on rides. He got out and slammed the car door.

'Man, I really blew it.' When I arrived to where Stella, and the rest of the team was I saw the victim. It was a man lying on his stomach, bleeding from the mouth. He was next to one of the planes in the warehouse. Peyton was crouched down to his side and examining his body.

"Lindsay I'm so sorry I ruined you and Danny's night." Stella apologized.

"It's okay Stell."

"I tried to tell Mac, but you know him." Stella said rolling her eyes.

"Don't I know." Said Peyton. I chuckled and Stella excitedly grabbed my arm.

"So, what did you say? Where's the ring?"

"Oh. Stella. He didn't get to ask me. We were called in. And I ruined everything with my big mouth. He'll probably never ask me to marry him again." I grumble. Stella sympathetically pats my arm.

"Internal bleeding." Peyton announced. Stella looks baffled.

"What? Isn't there a bullet in the back of his neck?"

"Yes, but that didn't kill him. You can tell he died of internal bleeding by this," she opened up his shirt and showed red blood splotches in his body.

"I'll check it out to make sure." She said her English accent thick.

"I'll go talk to the one who found him. A co- worker of our vic. See what he knows." Stella said.

I started to take pictures when Danny, came up behind me and said, "I'll be right back." I looked up to say alright, but he was already gone. As I continued to take photos, about 5 minutes later Stella came back.

"Hey Linds, remember you said Danny will never ask you again?" She asked.

"Yeah."

"Are you sure about that?" I looked up from my camera, and Stella pointed to the sky. A plane was circling in the sky spelling something.

MONTANA WILL YOU MARRY ME? M y breath caught in my throat, I was so stunned. I smiled, starting to cry. When the plane came down, and Danny was walking down the runway, I ran into his arms almost making him fall. I kissed him passionately.

"Yes, Danny Messer. I will marry you! Yes! Yes! Yes!" I exclaim. He just gives me that goofy happy grin, and twirls me around. The CSI team starts to clap and hoot and holler. When he puts me down, he pulls a ring box out exposing the most beautiful diamond ring I've ever seen. He slips it on my finger, and tears spill out my eyes.

"I thought you wouldn't ask me again, after all I said." She scoffs.

"I know you babble when you're nervous. Didn't bother me. The all powerful Danny Messer. Nothin' could stop me from askin' you to be mine. I love you." I kiss him again.

"I love you to Danny. Forever."