Lucy hadn't talked much since she had been reunited with her parents. Danny and Lindsay hadn't thought much of it, though. They knew it was normal for her to feel shy. After all, it had been four years. However, once Lucy realized that they were on their way to the lab, she couldn't help but perk up a bit, which made her parents very happy.

Lindsay turned her head slightly so she could watch her daughter take in the familiar sights as they drove past them. She smiled as she Lucy's blue eyes light up at the sight of the crime lab.

"Is everyone gonna be there?" she asked, turning away from the window so she could look at her mother. Lindsay nodded.

"Yes, they're all there, and they can't wait to see you."

Lucy gave a small smile as she unbuckled her seatbelt. She was excited, too. Nervous, which she didn't know why, but still excited.

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The ride on the elevator seemed so slow to Lucy. She was now more excited than she was nervous. She couldn't wait to see the people she had called her family since the day she was born. And besides, her parents kept telling her they had a suprise for her.

As soon as the elevator doors opened on the correct floor, Lucy was running to reach the break room. Once she was close to it, she slowed down, the feeling of nervousness coming back to her. She looked behind her and saw that her parents were encouraging her to keep going. Lucy took a deep breath and finally made her way to the room.

"SUPRISE!"

Lucy jumped back, startled. She'd been expecting everyone to be there, but she hadn't expected a party. She looked at all the people who filled the room and she felt tears in her eyes. She knew she had missed them all, she just didn't realize how much until this moment.

She smiled when she saw that her uncle Flack was the first person to approach her. He lifted her up and gave her a big hug.

"Lucy Messer, you don't know how much we've all missed you." he said. Lucy smiled even wider as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I've missed you too, Uncle Flack." she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Suddenly, Lucy was surrounded by people and she was passed from person to person, even though she thought she was too big to be held. Once she was finally on the ground again, she looked around for the person who she hadn't seen yet.

"Where's Uncle Mac?" she asked, confused as to why he wasn't there yet.

"I'm right here, sweetie."

Lucy turned around and gasped when she saw Mac with a baby in his arms.

"Uncle Mac! You had a baby?" Lucy asked, causing everyone around her to laugh.

"Actually, sweetie, that's sort of the suprise we were talking about." Lindsay said, going over to Mac to take the baby from him. Lucy was really confused now. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up at her father, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

"Luce, this is Caroline," Danny began. "She's your baby sister."

Lucy looked from Danny to Lindsay, and then to the baby. This baby was her sister? She then looked at Mac, who was nodding his head. She then turned back and glared at her parents.

"So you replaced me?"

The look on Danny and Lindsay's faces went from joy to shock. Lindsay began shaking her head.

"No, honey, we didn't replace you. It's just things happened." Lindsay explained, but Lucy wouldn't listen.

"So then it's true. You didn't want me. You were happy to have me gone." she said in a voice so quiet, only Danny heard. He could feel the same anger that he had felt back in the police station in Kansas rising up in him again.

"Who the hell told you that?! Was it those people?" he asked in a voice that was a little too loud. It startled Caroline, who had been sleeping peacefully earlier, but now was screaming.

Lucy just stood there, nodding her head yes.

"Hey Danno," Flack interupted, "I think we've all got a lot of work to do, so we'll just see you later. It's great to see you again, Luce."

After Flack said that, everyone left the break room, leaving the family of four to try and figure out what to do next.

While Lindsay tried to calm down Caroline, Danny tried to talk to Lucy.

"Listen baby, I don't know what all those people said about me and your ma, but none of it's true. We both love you so much, you have to believe me."

Lucy looked at her father, then stared at the floor. "Just take me home."

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The car ride home had been a silent one. Lindsay had finally gotten Caroline to fall asleep, and Lucy refused to talk. Once they had gotten inside, Lucy had muttered an "I'm tired" and went to her room. Before she went, she had to add in the, "Oh gee, I'm suprised it's still there" remark. Danny had rolled his eyes. The kid sure had become a smartass.

Danny sat on the couch, resting his eyes while Lindsay put the baby down and attempted to talk to Lucy. A few minutes later, she joined him.

"Did she talk to you?" he asked, opening his eyes so he could see Lindsay. She nodded.

"She said goodnight, which I guess is better than nothing." she said, sighing. Danny nodded.

"I can't believe she's acting like this. You'd think she'd be a bit more happier to see us."

"Well what do you expect, Dan? It's been four years! She hardly even knows us. We're just a memory to her."

When Lindsay said this, it made Danny want to cry, mostly because he knew she was right.

"I know, I was just hoping..."

"You were hoping this was going to be easy." Lindsay finished. "Well guess what, it's not!"

Danny looked at Lindsay, confused at her angry tone.

"Why are you getting mad?" he asked. Lindsay sighed.

"Because I know you, Danny. You're expecting everything that's happened for the past four years to just disappear. You want all of this to end like some fucking Disney movie, where we all live happily ever after. Except that can't happen! Things have changed! We have to rebuild a relationship with Lucy! And if we want things to work out between us, then we have to work on rebuilding our relationship also."

The last statement caught Danny by suprise.

"What do you mean, rebuild our relationship? What's wrong with us?"

Lindsay looked at Danny in disbelief.

"You see, this is what I mean by you wanting things to just disappear. Just the other day, you were yelling at me and telling me to sleep on the couch, now you act as if nothing ever happened!" Lindsay yelled. She was frustrated now. "And how the hell can you ask me what I mean by rebuilding our relationship? Danny, the past four years, you've done nothing but push me away, which is something you swore to me you'd never do again. I couldn't talk about you, which is something we should have been able to do. Of all people, I should have been able to talk to you, since she's your daughter too. But you just shut me out, which I guess is the only thing you know how to do. And that's why I turned to Don, because unlike you, he was actually there for me!"

Danny had his face in his hands now, trying to think of what to say to calm his now screaming wife down. He knew that she was right about everything she was saying. He had shut her out, again.

"Linds-"

"No Danny, don't apologize. Just, don't. It's the last thing I want to hear right now." she said as she got up from the couch. "You know, honestly, I don't know why I'm still with you right now. I'd probably be better off without you. So would Caroline. If I were to leave and take her with me today, it's not like she would miss you. She doesn't even know who the hell you are, because that's another thing you screwed up on. You've totally ignored the fact that you have another daughter."

Lindsay's last few sentences had Danny feel like he was being stabbed with a dozen knives all at once. He couldn't say anything to her, because at the moment all he could say was sorry, and she obviously didn't want to hear that.

"Look, I'm going to bed. We'll talk in the morning." Lindsay said, leaving the living room and leaving Danny by himself to think about how much he'd fucked up.