Lindsay held a screaming Olivia in her arms as she tried to feed her her bottle whilst propping the phone against her shoulder trying to have a conversation.

"That's great." Lindsay stated. "NYPD is involved so stick with red, white and blue. But don't make it look a Presidential fundraiser. Simple, minimal and keep the sports theme to a minimum... Can you hold on for a minute?"

Lindsay set the phone down.

"Shush Liv, Mommy's got you." Olivia obviously didn't want her bottle. "It's okay."

Lindsay looked up when the door opened.

"Hey Montana." Danny greeted her. "What's wrong with Liv?"

"I don't know. She only woke up half an hour ago, I changed her diaper, she doesn't want her bottle, she's too young to be teething, and I have someone on the phone."

"I'll take her."

"Thank you, go to Daddy."

"Hey kid, what's all the fuss about?"

"Sorry about that." Lindsay apologised into the phone. "What else did you need to know?"

It took twenty minutes for Lindsay to finish her call.

"Sorry." She apologised when she went into the nursery where Danny had taken Olivia.

"It's okay."

"She's okay now?"

"I think she was just annoyed that you weren't paying attention to her." Danny smiled.

"Sorry Liv." Lindsay ran a finger over her cheek and then gave Danny a kiss. "Thank you."

"What was your call about?"

"One of the Coaches at the Jets has a sister who is a party planner; she's arranging most of the benefit she wanted to know my opinion on decorations."

"Let me guess blue and silver like the prom I didn't go to."

"No a little more patriotic, red white and blue."

"Not like a political fundraiser?"

"No I was very clear about that." Lindsay confirmed. "It's surprising what you can get from free when you promise to include their names on the programs."

"Flack's right you make a good society wife."

"No, I'd hate that. This is for Connor and other kids like him. There is a New York based kids charity which works with the families, they have days out for the kids and ones for their siblings."

"Your Mom will be proud of you when you tell her."

"Becky and Matt sent a cheque for ten grand."

"Ten grand?" Danny questioned.

"Matt just won some prize for something he was working on. He gave us ten grand; Becky's making him put the rest in a college fund. Harvard educations are expensive."

"By the time their kids get to college, trust me if they're still teaching there they will want to go to UCLA or anywhere else on the West Coast."

"I'd say they'll go to an Ivy League school. There is always Yale."

"Sacrilege." Danny smiled. "It's still early do you want to take Liv for a walk and get a hotdog?"

"Last time you ate a hotdog you bought from a street vender Mac sent you home early from work with mild food poisoning."

"We don't know that was the hotdog, it could have been something else."

"Flack got sent home too and you had lunch together." Lindsay reminded him.

"Bad luck."

"How about pretzels and Chinese food?" Lindsay suggested,

"You want a pretzel Liv?"

"Give her another year." Lindsay stated.

"Let's go." Danny got up.

"I'll grab the baby bag."

"You know for someone so little you have way too much stuff." Danny said as he put Olivia in her stroller and buckled her in.

"It will only get worse. She'll need closet space too." Lindsay pointed out.

"I feel the nightmares coming on." Danny sighed.

"Enjoy it while she's still a baby and you have an ounce of control."

"Let's change the subject. Tell me more out this benefit."

TBC