"I miss the beach already." Lindsay said as she lay her head down on Danny's chest and snuggled closer.

He snaked his arm around her shoulders. "Yeah, me too. Who knew that a week could go by so fast?"

"I know. It's back to work and New York again." She sighed dramatically.

"Ah, it can't be that bad. I'm in New York." He teased.

"That's right," she said, kissing him chastely on the lips.

"That's all I get?" he pouted.

She rolled her eyes. "We just got back from our honeymoon, Danny. A whole week of nothing but you and me and a hotel room and a beach."

He gave her a blank stare. "What am I gonna do with you?"

He kissed the tip of her nose. "I have some ideas."

She rolled her eyes again, but gave in, as she had only been holding out to tease him. On their honeymoon she decided that she would never get tired of the feeling of Danny's lips on hers and his arms around her and it proved to be true now. She felt so safe with Danny all around her. With Vince she had felt scared and alone when he crushed her the way he did, but Danny was loving and gentle, and she loved him for that. He understood that she had been hurt in the past and was never too rough or demanding.

Lindsay pulled Danny's wife beater over his head as he deepened the kiss. Just then the phone rang. Danny groaned. "You've gotta be kidding me." He gently pushed Lindsay off of him and rolled over. "Messer." He listened for a moment. "Ok, I'll be there soon." He said and hung up.

"Carla got hit by a car," he told Lindsay, sitting up and pulling his shirt back on.

"Oh my gosh! Is she alright?"

"It's not good." Danny said grimly. "Let's go."

They both got dressed quickly and rushed out the door and to the hospital.

A nurse sat in the ER with Damian by her side. "Daddy!" he wailed when he saw Danny.

Danny pulled the child into his arms. "It's ok, buddy. Everything is going to be ok."

The little boy continued to cry into Danny's shoulder. "Mommy's hurt!" he sobbed. "She got hit by a car." Damian proved to have very deep insight and understanding for a child who was only 5.

"I know, Damian, I know." By now, Damian had stopped crying and hopped back up onto the seat next to Lindsay. In the past months since he had met her, he had become absolutely smitten with her and wanted to be around her as much as he could. "Damian, can you tell me exactly what happened?" Danny asked gently.

The little boy nodded. "Mommy was walking me to kindergarten, and I was real excited, because Jimmy Robinson said he was bringing his pet snake in for show and tell. So, I didn't wait for Mommy at the stoplight like she said to and I runned across the street. Mommy runned after me and pushed me out of the way and then a taxi hit her." Tears began to well up in Damian's eyes once again.

Lindsay reached out and hugged him. "Shh… Damian, it's going to be ok."

The door to the ER opened just then. A doctor came out. "Carla Richards?" he asked, "Is anybody here for Carla Richards?"

The trio stood up and approached the doctor. "Come with me, please." He said, gesturing them down a hallway and into a private room. He behind a desk and Lindsay and Danny took the two chairs across from it, Damian perching on Lindsay's lap. "We did everything that we could," the doctor said. "But I'm afraid that we were not able to save Carla."

"What does that mean?" Damian asked.

"Damian," Danny said, "You're mommy died, buddy."

"I don't get it?" the boy asked, genuinely perplexed.

Danny sighed, not sure how he was to explain to a 5 year old that he'd never see his mother again. "She's gone. She went to go live in heaven with all the angels."

"But she's coming back, right? She loves me, she told me so! She said that she loved me more than anybody else in the world, especially this Angel person."

"No, Damian, she's not coming back." Danny said quietly causing the child to burst into tears and bury his head in Lindsay's shoulder.

"I'm sorry," the doctor interrupted, "But exactly who are you?"

"Uh, Carla's my ex-girlfriend," he decided to say girlfriend instead of former one night stand because it sounded better, "and Damian's our child."

"So who's the other lady?" the doctor asked. "I don't mean to pry, but there is the issue of who will take care of the boy."

"I'm his wife," Lindsay said around Damian's sobbing body, "And there's no issue. We'll take Damian."

A/N mwa ha ha. Sry bout the long wait, but I just didn't have the time to write this past week. Well, hope you liked this chapter and the next one should be up fairly soon.

xoxo

Lia