It had been three days since Lindsay was shot and she still had not woken up, though the doctors said that she was making good progress. True to his word, Danny never left her side. The only time he would leave was when Mac and Stella would force him to get something to eat and then only if Mac agreed to sit with her. His greatest fear would be that she would wake up alone.

Finally on the third day Danny noticed her hand move. Nothing big just a slight twitch. He jumped up and grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Montana, baby can you hear me? Squeeze my hand." Danny felt his heart stop when she wrapped her tiny fingers around his hand. "That's my girl. Now open your eyes. I know you can do it. Open your eyes." Danny could feel the tears threatening to fall again. Slowly Danny watched as Lindsay opened her eyes. "There you are. Welcome back." Danny could not hold the tears back anymore. Danny ran his other hand down the side of her cheek. Danny could feel Lindsay's body tense up as she began to fight with the ventilator that was in her throat. "Calm down, baby. Just relax. That is helping you breathe. Just relax." Lindsay began to relax and Danny pressed the call button. A few seconds later a nurse appeared. "She's awake." Danny said with a huge smile on his face.

"That's good news; I'll go find the doctor." The nurse took a couple of vitals and then left to find the doctor.

"You scared the crap out of Montana." Danny smiled. "Don't ever do that again." A few minutes later Dr. Simpson came into the room.

"So I hear that Detective Monroe finally decided to grace us with her presence." He teased as he walked over to the bed. "Detective Monroe, I am Dr. Simpson. I am going to take the ventilator out now. I am not going to lie you, it's going to hurt. Probably hurt worse then getting shot did. Your lung and ribs are still healing so just be prepared." Lindsay blinked her eyes. "Okay on the count of three I want you to exhale as hard and as fast as you can. Okay?" Lindsay blinked again. "One, two, three!" Lindsay exhaled and the doctor pulled the tube from her throat. Lindsay immediately began to cough and her entire body was flooded with pain. Pain like she had never felt before.

"Hurts!!" Lindsay moaned as she squeezed Danny's hand.

"I know baby. Just breathe." Danny finally felt Lindsay's grip begin to loosen. "That's it. Just relax."

"Try not to talk too much. Your throat is going to be sore for a few days. I will give you something for the pain. Just try and get some rest. Your body is still healing." Dr. Simpson wrote something on Lindsay's chart and then he and the nurse left the room.

"Danny?" Lindsay asked in a raspy tone.

"Shh. Don't talk. I am right here. I'm not going anywhere. I love you so much." Danny said as he wiped a tear from Lindsay's cheek. The nurse returned, gave Lindsay something for the pain and then left again. In a matter of minutes Lindsay was asleep.

Danny took the time to call Mac and give him the good news.

"Taylor." Mac said as he answered his phone.

"Hey, it's Danny. Lindsay is awake." Mac could almost hear Danny smiling through the phone.

"Are you serious? That is great. How is she feeling?"

"She is asleep right now. They gave her pain medicine after they took the ventilator out."

"That is the best news I have heard all week. Tell her we will be over first thing in the morning."

"I will." Danny replied.

"And Danny?"

"Yeah?"

"Tell her we love her and if she ever does anything like this again I will lock her in the lab and never let her out."

"I'll tell her." Danny laughed and closed his phone. It felt like a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders, but now came the hard part. He had to convince Lindsay that he was truly sorry and that he really did love her. Then he had to do the hardest thing he could imagine and tell her that she lost their baby.

Later that night, Danny had just dozed off when he heard Lindsay wake up.

"Danny?" Danny jumped up and grabbed her hand.

"I am right here." Danny gave her hand a squeeze and a smile spread across her face. "I was so scared. I thought that I lost you. When I saw you laying on that kitchen floor I thought my life was over. I am so sorry. I am sorry for everything. I know what I did was stupid…"

"Danny, stop it." Danny began to panic. Maybe she hadn't forgiven him. Maybe it was just the pain talking. "I already told you I forgive you. I know what happened. I may not have had any proof but I could feel it in my gut. I forgive you. When I saw you kneeling in front of me covered in my blood, all I could think about was how I might never see you again and that hurt worse than any gunshot."

"Oh, you don't know how happy that makes me. I love you so much. I know that I never told you that, but I do Montana. I do. I love you more than you will ever know." Danny felt a tear roll down his cheek.

"I love you too cowboy." Lindsay let out a small chuckle but quickly regretted it as the pain came back. She squeezed Danny's hand till it passed.

"Better?" Danny asked and she nodded her head. "Good. Mac said that he would be by in the morning and that you had better not scare him like that again." Danny teased. "That man cares for you a lot. In all the years I have known him I have only ever seen him cry once and that was right after Claire died, but he has cried twice in the last three days." Lindsay blushed. "He loves you like a daughter, you know that right?" Lindsay nodded.

They sat there in silence while Danny desperately tried to build up the courage to tell Lindsay about the baby. Finally he took a deep breath and decided that it was now or never.

"Sweetie, there is something I need to tell you." Lindsay looked confused as she looked into Danny's eyes. "After your first surgery, they had to rush you back into the operating room because you suffered an incomplete miscarriage." Danny felt the tears falling down his cheek and watched as tears threatened to fall from Lindsay's eyes as well.

"Miscarriage? But that would mean I was…" Lindsay could not bring herself to say the word.

"You were pregnant. I'm so sorry. They had to perform a DNC to stop the bleeding. They said that you were only five weeks at the most. I am so sorry sweetie. The doctor said there was nothing you could have done. Between the trauma of getting shot and all of the drugs they pumped into you…" Danny stopped as he watched the tears pour down her face. "I know how much you want kids, but there will be time for that again. I promise." Danny pulled her into a hug, careful not to hurt her and just let her cry.

A/N- The next chapter is almost finished, with any luck I will be able to post it tomorrow. Please Review!!