part 22...
"Oh Danny, I'm so sorry!" Lindsay screamed, tears beginning to well up in her eyes "I didn't know it was you; I thought he was back."
Danny gathers her up in a comforting embrace and holds her until she has calmed down. Seeing that the boxes were on the floor, she released herself from Danny and slowly bent down to retrieve the items.
She had a hold on the boxes when his gentle hands held on to her arm. "Linds, I got them, don't worry about them. I'm more worried about you."
"Damn Danny, I hate feeling so helpless!"
"You're not helpless. You have helped me in many ways and I can't ignore the fact that somebody hurt you, I just can't"
She slowly gathered herself back into his arms and breathed in the wonderful Danny scent that was very intoxicating.
"Does this help Danny?"
Looking down at her, he placed a feather-like kiss on the top of her brown curls.
"Oh yes, it helps."
Danny gently released her and led her to the kitchen table. He walked over to the counter to put the boxes down and saw her trying to get up. He gently pushed her back into the seat.
"Oh no you don't! I'm fixing breakfast for you and I don't want you to lift a finger."
Lindsay stuck out her lower lip and pouted. Danny couldn't help but laugh.
"That's not going to help either!"
"Okay, Danny you win this time."
"I always win, Montana"
The sounds of silence filled the room. Danny looked over to Lindsay and wondered what was going on in her mind.
"Danny, can I ask you a favor?"
"Okay"
"After breakfast, can I talk about what happened?"
"Of course."
Laura Atkins, tired after working the 12 hour shift at the hospital, went to her kitchen to get a glass of wine.
She was in such a deep thought she didn't even hear the doorbell ring.
She didn't even have to know who that was, she was caught. She had to something drastic.
But what?