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The next morning, Danny woke up with a huge smile on his face and his arm draped across Lindsay's rounded belly. She had allowed him to stay with her last night. Nothing physical, just talking. He still had to convince her she, and his child, was what he wanted. He understood, he would grovel for her the rest of his life if he had too.
He felt some movement under his fingers, and at first it scared him, but Lindsay was still sleeping and she wasn't freaking out so he realized it must not be anything bad. After a few minutes of just sitting and feeling the movements, he realized it must be his child. Tears came to his eyes, why did he think he could have lived his life without knowing this? The feel of a life he helped create. What made him think he could have turned his back on this and still consider himself a man? He almost screwed it all up, lost it all.
Lindsay stirred for a minute, but settled onto her back from her side, and drifted back off to sleep. Her cheeks flushed from her maternal glow.
When she settled he, moved back to her belly, and placed a light kiss over her clothed belly. "Hey baby, I know we haven't met yet, which is my fault. But I'm your daddy. I know I haven't been around, and I'm sorry about that, but I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere again, I promise," he whispered as softly as he could.
Feeling Lindsay chest take in a deep breath, he looked up. She was crying again.
"Are you okay?" he asked her, pushing the hair off her forehead.
"You're really here," she gasped out.
"Yeah I'm here, Montana," he whispered kissing her forehead.
"You won't leave again?" she whispered.
"This is my choice. You are my choice. Our family is my choice," he assured her, looking into her eyes. "I hate that I've made you doubt that, and I'm gonna do whatever you need me to do to make you believe me. I love you Montana, I love both of you."
A/N: This is from a prompt at all-unwritten, 'This is my choice.'