Time seem to go by fast for Danny. Before he knew it he had been in Vegas for about a month. After his talk with Nick in the locker room Nick and Sara had been going out quite often. Lindsay was never far from his mind and he talked to Don at least twice a week to get updates on her but he could tell Don was holding something back.

"Alright man, spill" Danny said to Don on one of their weekly conversations.

"About what?" Don asked

"What ever it is you're not telling me." Danny said getting a little angry.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Don said looking around the room even thou Danny couldn't see him.

"I know your voice Don and there is something I feel I need to know and you're not telling me."

"I'm not supposed to, Danny, but I want to."

"Okay how about twenty questions?" Danny asked now really wanting to know what was going on.

"Alright but I'll only give yes or no answers."

"Fine, first question, Is Lindsay ok?" Danny asked

Don had to think about that one. "No."

"What!" Danny was about to come undone. At this time Nick walked into the break room. "What do you mean she's not alright? What happen? Screw the twenty questions Don tell me what happen?"

Don took a deep breath and began his story:

New York City 1 week earlier

Lindsay walked up to the crime scene and met up with Don.

"So what do we have?" Lindsay asked.

Don had notice the fire in her eyes was gone and so was the spunk that came with her. "Neighbor started to notice the smell and called the manager. Once the manger opened the door he didn't even step foot in the apartment. Called us"

"Has the area been secured?"

"Yeah, I cleared it myself" Said a uniformed officer.

"Okay" said Lindsay as she walked into the apartment.

"I'm going to go talk to the neighbors and the manager and see what information I can get."

"Alright I'll be inside."

Don had gone two doors down when he heard the gun shot followed by a pause then a second shot.

"LINDSAY!"

Don ran into the apartment to find Lindsay on the floor with a gun shot to the chest and a man about thirty on the floor. It didn't take Don long to know that the prep was dead.

"Lindsay can you hear me? SOMEONE CALL 911!"

"Don?" came the whisper from Lindsay.

"Don't try to talk Linds. Just stay awake for me."

"I need you to do something for me. Tell Danny I don't blame him for not coming back and that just like I said I love him. And make sure to tell the ER doctors that I'm pregnant. Please tell Danny I was going to tell him. I wasn't going to keep the baby from him. I just wanted to make sure I didn't miscarry before I told anyone."

Danny was crying on the other line. Nick walked up and put his arm around him. Danny didn't even take notice. "What happened next Don? Is she…is Montana still alive?"

Don didn't hear him just kept going with his story:

"You can tell him all that yourself." About that time the ambulance showed up.

"Sir, you are going to have to move" said an EMT.

"Okay, and she…she's pregnant." Was all Don could think to say.

After they loaded Lindsay up in the ambulance Don called Mac.

"DAMN IT DON IS SHE STILL ALIVE? WHAT ABOUT MY BABY?" yelled Danny, by now everyone in the lab was watching Danny and Nick. At this time Nick took the phone.

"Don, its Nick"

"Hey, I wasn't supposed to tell him." Don whispered over the phone.

"Well, I'm glad someone did. Listen, I'm going to make plane reservation and we will be on the next flight out. There is going to be three of us because I know Sara isn't going to want to stay behind."

"Okay call me when you land and I'll come pick you up."

"Can you just tell me if she is alive?" Nick asked.

Silence is all he got on the other end of the phone.

A/N: Alright guys you know the drill. REVIEW FEED ME! The more review I get the faster I'll update! I already have an idea where this is going. The idea above came to me while I was smoking at work LOL!