They settled into their seats as the Mayor, Chief of Police and owner of the Yankees walked out onto the field.

"I'd like to start by welcoming you to the first event of the NYPD and New York Sports Weekend of Children with cancer and the NYPD charities. The money raised this weekend will be donated to children's cancer charities and the NYPD charities which include a program to help get the children off the streets and involved in sports." The mayor began,

"This is a very special day for the New York Yankees." The owner stated. "It is not everyday that we get the opportunity to raise a lot of money for good causes and we are grateful that you could all make it for the first ever New York Yankees vs. the NYPD baseball game. The only difference between this game and any other MLB game you watch is that the NYPD get a few more substitute players."

"We are very grateful that we could all be a part of this unique occasion. But none of us would be here today without sterling efforts and hard work of two women who both work for the NYPD. Detective Lindsay Monroe Messer and Jasmine Rockforth."

Lindsay and Jasmine flashed up on the jumbotron. Lindsay couldn't help but blush.

"Now before we begin the game." The Mayor picked up. "Please be up standing for the National Anthem performed by Miss Christina Aguilera."

"You got Christina Aguilera to sing the national anthem."

"It's a long and complicated." Lindsay told her.

After the performance they settled down in their seats while there was an obvious break for the introductions of the teams.

Lindsay's cell phone vibrated in her pocket. She had left it on in case Carrie had any problems with Olivia.

"Lindsay Messer." She answered. "Oh hey sweetheart, you did did you? How did I look?... Are you sure you want a present for Christmas?... He got it; he sent you an email... Did you see who was sat next to me?...Do you want to say hello? Hold on..." She held out the phone to Becky. "It's for you."

"Hello?" Becky said. "Hey honey... Uncle Matt and I thought we'd come and support Uncle Danny." Becky smiled. "Did you wow?... We'll be home for Thanksgiving... Do you want to talk to him before the game starts?... Okay talk to you soon." Becky said. "Clay it's for you." Becky passed the phone down the row in the direction of her brother.

"Who is it?"

"Say hello and you'll see." Lindsay suggested.

"Hello..."

Lindsay and Becky smiled as Clay spoke to his daughter who had called because she had seen Lindsay on TV."

"Tell your Mom I'll call tonight... I love you too honey." Clay finished the call. "It seems your husband has FedEx'd my children something with instructions not to open it until after the game is over."

"I know. I'm the one who went to Kinko's."

"What did he send them?" Clay asked.

"Signed balls. If you don't want to keep them, keep them ten years and sell them as part of their college fund." Lindsay suggested.

"Sorry we're late we got caught in traffic." Mac apologised as he and Hawkes slipped into their seats.

"Did we miss anything?"

"Only the opening speeches and Christina Aguilera." Becky replied.

"What?" Hawkes questioned.

"She sang the national anthem." Becky explained.

"Lindsay does the back of your shirt say Montana?" Mac inquired.

"Yes." Lindsay replied.

"What's Montana?" Connor asked.

"Do you remember Olivia's Daddy Danny?" Jasmine asked. Connor nodded. "It's what he calls Lindsay because she's from Montana. It's a nickname, like when Nana calls you peanut. It just means he loves her."

"Okay." Connor stated, happy with the explanation.

"Very nice." Stella smiled.

"Rocky is getting all the other interesting discussions." Jasmine stated.

"So are Danny and Don nervous?" Hawkes asked.

"Only slightly." Lindsay smiled. "But we came up with a morale boosting suggestion."

"What was that?"

"It's better if you don't ask and we don't tell right now." Stella informed him.

"Is it starting soon?" Connor asked.

"In a few minutes."

TBC