Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, CBS does.

Rating: K

Pairings: D/L

Description: She's cold; he wants to warm her up.

Special thanks to SallyJetson for the Beta!!

Of all the nights she had to get to sleep, this was the night that she was wide awake. She tossed and turned, she put her hands over her head to drown out the noise but nothing worked. Careful not to wake her slumbering boyfriend, she pulled back the covers and grabbed her robe that was draped over the chair against the wall.

She went out to the back porch and sat down on the stairs. When she couldn't sleep, she came out here. The cool breeze, the starry night and drone of the last remaining summer insects always put her to sleep. But as she sat down and listened, she realized that she wasn't getting sleepy.

The longer she sat outside the more that she thought of her childhood home in Montana. She remembered when she was younger and she hadn't been able to sleep her mother would take her outside and both of them would wrap up in a blanket and share a cup of cider. She remembered the talks and during these talks, she remembered that was the first time the topic of boys was brought up.

Danny woke up to find that Lindsay's side of the bed was slightly warm. Her absence meant that she couldn't sleep. He got up and looked out the window to see her still on the back porch steps, staring out at the stars. He grabbed a shirt and went to the kitchen to fix her something special to drink.

She heard the door creak open and saw Danny. He had two mugs in his hand and from the aromatic aroma; she could tell that it was apple cider. She smiled as Danny handed her a mug.

"Thanks." Lindsay said, giving Danny a peck on the cheek. She blew some of the steam away and took her first sip. What she noticed was the slight kick of the rum that Danny added.

"What a kick!" Lindsay said "I need that tonight. Danny, do you know why I sit out here and why I ask for cider?"

Danny took a sip of his own cider and looked over at her. "Is it because of your mom?"

"Yes, "Lindsay said." It was a tradition that mom did with me. We drank cider and looked at the stars. We did this when I couldn't sleep. That's why I always ask for cider. But it's different tonight, Danny. It's been a year since she passed away."

There was nothing more that Danny could say. He just scooted close to Lindsay and held her. He held her close to his heart until she drifted away to sleep.