Dr. Reese stood at the doorway taking a long breath and watched Lindsay before she entered her hospital room. Lindsay rocked her new born back and forth in her chair, cooing as the baby fell asleep. Sensing her presence Lindsay looked up with a soft smile across her face, as she entered the room stepping slowly next to her.

"How are you feeling?" Dr. Reese said leaning down with a hand on Lindsay's shoulder.

"Surprised." She said smiling up at her.

"Surprised? That's a new one. How so?" She asked, sitting down in the chair across from her.

"I'm a natural, and the world didn't end." She joked.

"You did well. You've held together perfectly." She smiled, looking over at mother and baby. "It's easy to make them love you at this age, wait until they get older and they're embarrassed to hug you!" She said as they both laughed.

"I never thought I could love something this much." She looked back down at her sleeping child.

"Yeah I know what you mean." She said despondently.

"You're a mother?" Lindsay was surprised once again.

"Yeah, brain surgeon and a mother who would have thought?" Dr. Reese laughed softly.

"How old?" She asked.

"Four and half, his name is Jacob." She smiled, pulling a photo out of her pocket.

"I didn't know you were married." Lindsay said taking the photo. "He's beautiful."

"Thank you." She shook her head. "I was married, he was killed two years ago." Her voice caught as she finished.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Lindsay was stunned by the news.

"It's alright. Sorry, look at me getting all choked up." Dr. Reese, wiped her eyes.

"How was he killed?" Lindsay asked cautiously.

"He was a doctor, he worked in the E.R. and was doing a ride along with the F.D.N.Y. one night. Some junkies robbed the rig and Mark was caught in the crossfire." Wiping the tears from her eyes, she avoided Lindsay eye contact.

"Did they ever catch them?" Lindsay didn't know why she was asking so many questions, but she felt the need to understand.

"Yes, they did. All they stole was a vile of Morphine. Mark would have laughed to know exactly what his life was worth." She chuckled.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Reese. I've only gotten a taste of what life would be like without Danny. I couldn't imagine..." She trailed off.

"It's Rebecca." She said softly.

"Sorry?" She leaned closer to get a better listen.

"It's my name, you can call me Rebecca." She said taking a breath.

"Rebecca? That's a beautiful name." She looked down at her sleeping child. "What do you think? Huh, little Rebecca Messer?" She smiled looking up at Rebecca.

"I think it's a perfect name." She smiled.

"Would you like to hold her?" Lindsay asked, seeing how happy the doctor looked.

"Would you mind?" She stood.

"No, not at all." Lindsay smiled holding out the baby as Dr. Reese took her into her arms. "How is her Daddy doing?" She asked, avoiding the question.

"Danny is resting comfortably." She explained as she took a seat beside Lindsay's chair.

"How long before he wakes up?" She asked nervously, as their baby slept soundly in her arms.

"That's up to him. The surgery took most of his energy, but everything went smoothly." She explained. "As horrible as that blood clot was, it might have saved his life."

"But he's going to be alright?" Lindsay pressed.

"He's passed all brain activity tests, and once he wakes up we have a couple more to do. Most of the tissue from around the tumor that he had to remove was mostly just gross memory."

"Gross memory? I don't understand, that means you did have to remove some of his brain?" She asked nervously.

"Yes, but because it is gross memory he won't know it's missing. It's like bulk storage, a backup if you will, he won't know it's missing because he never knew it was there to begin with." Rebecca explained as Baby Rebecca began to stir. "Looks like someone is looking for her mama." She smiled and handed her back over to her mother.

"All she does is sleep, lucky girl." She said with a yawn.

"Why don't you get some sleep and I'll come back to take you back to Danny's room." Rebecca stood up, and helped Lindsay back into her bed.

"Thank you for everything you've done. You've saved my family." Lindsay said, resting her head on the pillow as Rebacca put baby Rebecca into her bassinet.

"It's my pleasure. Sleep tight." She said, tucking the baby girl in.

He was awake long before his eyes opened, he could feel every muscle running under his skin. Never in his life did he think he'd be grateful for pain, but at the moment he was happy to be alive. Moving his fingers he felt a hand squeezing them, this time no one was talking to him, willing him to wake. Finally pulling back the curtain to the world he slowly opened his eyes to see Lindsay sitting at the side of his bed, slowly drawing circles on the back of his hand.

"Hi." She said softly with a smile.

"Hi." His voice was low as raspy, the bandages on his head felt tight but he kept his eyes on her.

"Can you tell me your name?" He heard from the other side of the bed, he turned to see Dr. Reese standing beside him.

"Daniel Messer." He asked in a low tone, clearing his throat.

"And what's my name?" She asked.

"Dr. Rebecca Reese." He smiled.

"Good, that's right. And what's her name?" She smiled pointing to Lindsay. Danny rolled his head to the side and looked at her with a serious face.

"I've never seen her before." Lindsay's face fell until she saw Danny flash her a toothy smile.

"Jerk." Lindsay said putting her hand over her chest to relax herself.

"Alright Danny, I have one more test to do and you'll be done for a bit." She moved around his bed. "OK, squeeze my hand?" Danny did so. "Good, ok now press on my hand as if you are pressing on the gas?" She placed her hand on the bottom of his foot as Danny did what was asked. "Good. Very good, motor functions seem to be intact. I'll be back in a couple hours to run a couple more tests, but everything seems to be going well. Looks like you are in remission." She smiled.

"Thank you, I don't even..." Danny trailed off.

"My pleasure." She smiled at Danny and Lindsay before picking up her chart and leaving the room.

"Have any wild dreams?" Lindsay asked, running a hand over his chest.

"Yeah, I had this brain tumor and almost died, but I woke up with an Angel next to me." He smiled.

"Yes you did. I have someone I'd like you to meet." Lindsay said before picking up their daughter from the bassinet.

"She's so small!" Danny said excitedly as she placed her in his arms. "She has my eyes. It's so weird, god I can't believe we did this." His voice was soft and full of love.

"Think of any names while in a coma?" She smiled and lay down with her family.

"It wasn't a coma, I was just doped up, and yeah I did." He looked at her. "Rebecca." He said, looking back to his daughter he continued. "She saved my life we should have her in ours."

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Lindsay kissed him gently, careful not to disturb her bandages.

"We survived." He said closing his eyes.

"Yeah, we did." She said seeing that Danny was crying. "We all did." She placed her pinky finger in between Rebecca's small hand.

"She's perfect." Danny said, wiping a tear from his eye.