A/N: Well, considering my other posting times, this one and the last one are closer. Hey, I try my best! And as a bonus I added a little flashback type thing and a little Yankees for good measure...hey it's the off season, I need to get by on something! I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything...sadly.

Chapter 9: Not How I Planned It

Danny shivered lights when a gentle hand tangled itself in his short, sandy hair. His blue eyes fluttered open slowly, silently praying to God that it had all been a dream.

"Danny?" A familiar, weak voice broke through his sleepy barriers.

Danny looked up to see Lindsay looking down at him. A little color had returned to her face and those big brown eyes out weighed the cuts and bruises on her face. "Hey Montana," he smiled through tears except these were ones of joy and happiness.

Lindsay looked at him quizzically, "Why are you crying, Danny?" She asked in confusion.

Danny placed a light kiss to her temple. "I'm just so happy you're awake."

As if it all came flooding back, fear and realization surfaced in Lindsay. "Danny, what happened?" Her eyes frantically moved about the room searching for something familiar. They finally settled on Danny's hand, which was still intertwined with her own, rested on her stomach. Her terror filled eyes fled to Danny's begging for reassurance. "The baby, Danny…"

Danny quickly sat back down, now scared of what these reactions could do to her health. "Shh. Linds, honey, the baby's okay. Everything's okay now."

Lindsay's breathing began to return to a normal rhythm and both relaxed. She nodded her head as she comprehended the comforting news. Once again she turned her gaze to Danny. "Can you tell me what happened? All I remember is being on the phone with you and making plans to have dinner with the team."

Her request was one of innocence and Danny answered by kissing her hand. "Right after you hung up with me yesterday, you crossed an intersection. Your light was green and the other driver's brakes failed. The ambulance rushed you to the hospital. The attending surgeon diagnosed you with a severe concussion and you had received some lacerations to your face and neck." He explained.

Lindsay nodded. "What about the baby?" Her voice was calm and even, but Danny located the hint of need and desperation in her voice.

He squeezed her hand in support. "Luckily the baby was located on the one side of your stomach. As long as you woke up, the baby would be fine." Danny offered his wife a reassuring smile.

She offered the smile back and lifter her hand to his face. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way Danny."

Danny shook his head. "Hey, as long as both of you are okay, I could care less."

She motioned to her bag in the corner of the room that had been brought in with the rest of her personal affects. "Go get the Pro Image bag."

Danny willingly did as she requested. When he sat back down he attempted to hand it to her but she teasingly refused. "Go ahead and open it. I was going to give you this at dinner but nothing when as I had planned, so now is as good as a time as any. But I warn you, it might not have a special meaning like before." She explained.

Danny opened the bag and fished around until his hand came upon a box. He pulled it out, opened it and pulled away the tissue paper to reveal two baby bibs. A goofy smile appeared on the Stanton Island native's face as he read the embroidery aloud. "Daddy's Little Bronx Bomber and We Wate Ta Wed Sox."

Lindsay laughed at her husbands. His expression matched that of a kid in a candy store, similar to the one he had worn the night she told him about Brad and his connection to the Yankees. The old memory made her heart skip a beat.

Danny looked up at her in awe. He surprised her by kissing her sweetly and passionately. "I love you Montana." He said against her lips.

"I love you too, Danny." Lindsay replied with all the emotion she could put forth.

They sat there for a few blissful moments before Lindsay broke the silence. "Danny, are you okay?"

She was serious and she didn't need to add anymore detail to her questions because Danny knew exactly what she meant. He brought her hand up to his lips and placed a kiss on each knuckle. "Sweetheart, I've never been more okay in my life."

His answer was simple, but combined with a sweet kiss to her forehead; it was all Lindsay needed to feel content.

A/N: Just a short and sweet chapter to keep you happy!!! I have some sad news…I have reviewed my outlines and there are only 3 more chapters until this section of the DL Lessons Learned series comes to an end! But don't worry there will be a third! xoxo Ash