Hi guys, it's me again. Sorry I haven't been around much - life has been busy recently; I have managed to do a bit of writing in and amongst though so not to worry while I've been quiet in posting, I definitely haven't been slacking in terms of writing. This one is dedicated to Meggie. we didn't get many Flack and Lindsay scenes in the latest season (I'm sorry, I can't say last.) so this one is an attempt to make up for that. Hope you all have good imaginations ;)

Huge, huge thank you and hugs to all of you who have read - and also to those of you who reviewed. You don't know how much I love you guys. Your reviews always make crappy days (like today!) much better. I hope you guys like this one and you don't mind me not really focussing on DL as much as what I could have been doing. Fred has felt the need to go off on tangents and I've actually let him for once hahah. But that's enough of me chatting away. I hope you guys enjoy this one :)

The Give, the Take, the Mend, the Break; and so the cycle goes. We're doing well, we've been through hell and only heaven knows how far we get to; thank god I met you though.

-Hand on Heart, Olly Murs

Danny turned and Lindsay looked over Danny's shoulder at the new patron to the dance floor. "You managed to get that drink then?" Danny smirked.

"Yeah, long line at the bar." Flack winked at him as he adjusted his tie. "What do you say Danno, can I borrow your wife for a dance?"

"What's wrong with your own date?" Danny smirked. "Was she not impressed?"

"Oh, she was impressed." Flack smirked. "She needs a break," Flack nodded in the direction of the table that Lovato was sat at with Jo.

"Be nice to her," Danny said, reluctantly letting her go. "I'm gonna go and steal Lucy from Mac. One dance Flack. I might start missin' her otherwise."

"Ugh." Flack rolled his eyes as he took Danny's previous position, holding Lindsay's hand with one of his' hands and he placed his other hand on the small of her back. "Don't worry Messer, I won't try anythin'."

"She'd laugh in your face if you did anyway." Danny smirked over his shoulder as he tapped Lucy on her shoulder.

As Danny disappeared into the crowd with their little girl, Lindsay relaxed in Flack's trusted hands. They were swaying, much like she and Danny had been, in time to the soft jazz music filling their surroundings. Flack smiled softly down at her, flashing her his perfect teeth and she couldn't help but giggle.

"I think this is quite possibly the most serious moment we've ever shared." Lindsay smirked as she laced her fingers through Flack's.

"Possibly," Flack agreed as he twirled Lindsay away from him, before spinning her back towards him in time to the music. "So Monroe, I wanted to talk to you about somethin'."

Lindsay blinked and cleared her throat. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's fine," Flack nodded. "I just… I know we goof off a lot and everythin'. Wind each other up, you know?"

"I know." Lindsay smiled knowingly.

"I just… I wanted to let you know how much you mean to me."

"What is it with everyone today, first Mac, now you? Do you guys know something that I don't?"

"Just hear me out," Flack rolled his eyes. "I know you're my best friend's wife and everythin' now but before you were Danny's wife, and even his girlfriend, you were my friend. You were just Monroe and I've just been thinkin' recently, you know with how everythin's been changin'?"

"We've had a lot of changes recently." She nodded.

"Well, I've just been thinkin' that the last eight years with you around have been pretty awesome." He concluded. "I mean, I can joke around with pretty much anyone, but when I'm jokin' around with you, it's different. You get me."

"I do," she nodded.

"I'm just glad you and Danny worked out. I've always rooted for you guys. You make him so happy, you know that right? I mean, he'd kill me for sayin' that probably, but you do. He's a totally different person to what he used to be and if I'm totally honest with ya, the guy he was before… he was a complete dick."

"Don!" Lindsay implored.

"Linds, come on – you can't argue that he wasn't."

"I try to see the best in the person he used to be."

"Yeah well, you're the only one. He was a self-centred prick. You brought something out in him that I really didn't think he had inside of him. You made it look effortless."

"It definitely took a lot of effort to get to where we are now." Lindsay chuckled. "Trust me."

"Oh I remember. I dried plenty of your tears and chased Danny's ass across the entire city during that cooling off period you guys had," Flack implied cryptically. "People would have just given up, but you never did. You're so strong, Linds."

"Me? Strong? Flack, you were blown to pieces, your stomach was tied together with a shoelace and you were back at work a few months later. If anyone's strong, it's you."

"Different kinda strong, Linds. Different kinda strong."

"I don't care." She shook her head. "You're a great guy, Flack and while we're on the topic, I hope this one's a keeper." She said, gesturing towards Lovato who was sipping her drink through the straw.

"I think she could be. It's been a while since I've been happy like this."

"I know." She nodded. "Maybe Danny and I aren't the only ones that have been through a lot…"

"Everyone has their things." Flack concluded.

"They sure do." Lindsay nodded. "Some more than others; she's good for you though. It seems like she keeps you on your toes."

"That she does." Flack smiled fondly. "I mean, she isn't the person I thought I'd be with, but sometimes that doesn't work out, does it?"

"Not always." Lindsay shook her head, accepting the change in direction Flack decided on in their slow dance to the music. "But sometimes things are taken away so that there's space for something better."

"You could be right," Flack said, looking over his shoulder, sending a wink in Jamie's direction. "So, how is mini Messer treatin' you this time round? He being as good as Lucy was?"

"He's better," Lindsay giggled, "He doesn't wriggle as much as she did. We didn't know what we were having with Lucy until I was in Montana with my Mom; this time we found out as early as you possibly can."

"Now, I'm sure you've got a list of names between the two of you, but I genuinely, honestly have the most perfect name for you." Flack said, a smile tugging at his cheeks.

"Oh go on," Lindsay groaned. "I'll live to regret this but the curiosity is killing me.,"

"Don Flack Jr Jr."

"But… oh Flack." She sighed, smacking her palm against her forehead. "Original… and good effort but absolutely not, sorry honey."

"I figured I'd try." He smirked. "Do you have names?"

"Danny still has his black book of ridiculous names. I mean Cosmo? Amos? Clemenza? No child of mine is being subjected to Danny's idea of a good name."

Flack burst out laughing, "You're kidding! He still has that?!"

"Does this face look like I'm kidding, Don?" she implored, her face filled with disgust. "Luckily we agreed I had ultimate naming rights because he got to name Lucy, we thought it was only fair."

"We?" Flack arched his eyebrow.

"Okay listen, I'm the one having the baby; there isn't any way in this God's earth he's naming both of our kids."

As opposed to responding, Flack merely swayed side to side with Lindsay, shaking his head softly as he did so with a small smile on his lips.

"What?" she asked, clearly amused.

"Nothing," Flack shook his head. "I just… you and Messer have kids. Not just Lucy, but kids. You guys grew up."

"You sound like my Dad." Lindsay laughed.

"I probably feel about as proud as he does." Flack sighed heavily. "You and Danno are my best friends, Linds. I'm so happy and proud of you guys. You guys are doin' good. You guys give me hope, you know? One of these days I might get to feel those same things. I hope so at least."

"It'll happen," Lindsay said softly. "Whether it's with Jamie or someone else… you're going to be the best Dad going, Don." She said softly. "I know that just watchin' you with Lucy. She adores you."

"Much to Danny's dismay." Flack snorted.

"Maybe," Lindsay nodded. "She's told me a bunch of times though that you're her favourite uncle. You've gotta be doing something right there. When you do eventually become a dad, those kids are going to be some of the luckiest kids going."

"With your kids being the other luckiest kids?"

Lindsay nodded with a soft, proud smile on her face.

"We're doin' alright, aren't we, Linds." He said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I think so, Flack. I think so."

"Hey Daddy, why's Flack kissin' Mommy like you kiss her?"

Danny turned his head to Lindsay and Flack and watched as Flack pressed a chaste kiss to her forehead, "Because Uncle Flack loves Mommy. Not in the same way that I do, but they're best friends."

"But you're Mommy's best friend."

"Mommy can have more than one best friend." Danny smiled at Lucy as they swayed together. Originally, Lucy had been stood on Danny's shoes, dancing together to the music but the crouching over had started to build the pressure on Danny's back, so he had relented to holding Lucy which, although still put some pressure on it, didn't affect it quite as much.

"But… shouldn't Mommy just be kissing you?"

Danny pursed his lips together. How did he explain an eight year friendship to his five year old daughter?

"Well baby, it's kinda like how uncle Flack kisses you on your forehead. He does it because he loves you; he doesn't love you like I do… but he still loves you. And he kisses your forehead to show you that. Flack's just doin' that to Mommy."

"I like it when he kisses my forehead." Lucy giggled.

"You do?" Danny laughed. "Well I'll make sure I tell him that."

"Do you love Flack?"

"I love him as my friend."

"Do you love him as much as Mommy?"

"I could never love anyone more than I love Mommy."

"Not even me and the baby?"

"Well, I love you both very much," Danny paused, noticing the heartbroken, deflated look on his little girl's face. "I just... the way I love Mommy is different in the way I love you. I love you because you're a part of me, Lucy. You're my little girl and I don't get a choice with you. I've gotta love you no matter what because you're my girl... just like how I'll love the baby. But with Mommy, I chose to be with her. I chose to love Mommy and it's a different kind of love because of that. I love you even when you make me proud and happy but also when you make bad choices and make me feel sad. With Mommy, she and I work really hard because we want to be together even when we make each other mad or sad. You three are everything to me. I want you to remember that, okay?"

"Why?"

"Because you guys are special; you're all my babies and I love you guys."

"Mommy isn't a baby."

"Maybe she doesn't look like a baby, but I try to look after her like I look after you, and you're my baby."

"And the new baby!"

"And the new baby," Danny nodded. "But Mommy's doin' a good job of looking after him for now; I can't do much until he gets here; other than lookin' after Mommy so she can look after him."

"An' then we all look after him, right?"

"Exactly." Danny nodded. "Does that answer all of your questions?"

"I guess." Lucy nodded reluctantly.

Danny chuckled in response and placed Lucy on the ground and twirled her away from him, making her dress fan out. She giggled and squealed, begging him to do it again.

"Maybe later," he cursed himself for starting a game as he held her up in front of him so that they were eye level with one another. "Hey, listen… shall we see if Flack will dance with you for a little while? I miss Mommy."

"Aw Daddy, but she's only there… why do you miss her when you can see her?"

"Because I just love her that much," he stuck his tongue out at her.

"You're a goofball," Lucy declared as Danny placed her on the ground. She instantly reached for his hand, squeezing it tight. Her simple, sweet gesture sent surges of love coursing through his body. He stopped them still and dropped down to her level. He pulled her into his arms and squeezed her tightly in the hug.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" she scoffed. "You're squishin' me!"

Danny stuck his tongue out playfully at her before blowing a raspberry to her cheek. He then picked her up and carried her towards Flack and Lindsay. Before he could request Lindsay back from the clutches of Flack, Lucy cut in. "Daddy's been missin' Mommy. He needs her back, Uncle Flack but he said I could dance with you instead."

"Perfect swap!" Flack winked at Danny. "One beautiful Messer for another beautiful Messer."

"You hear that, Mommy, we're beautiful!" Lucy squeaked as Danny passed her to Flack.

"Well I definitely know you're beautiful," Lindsay said, leaning towards her and pressing a kiss to her cheek. "You make sure Uncle Flack does some good dancing and he takes good care of you, ok?"

"He will, won't you?"

"Scouts honour." Flack saluted Danny and Lindsay with his free hand. "Now, how about we go show these oldies how it's done, Lucy?"

Letting her musical giggle answer, Flack weaved them in and out of the slowly building crowd on the dance floor.

"What were you two talking about?" Lindsay asked as Danny pulled her close. "Flack said it looked like you were being interrogated."

"I was," Danny smirked. "We were talkin' about you and Flack, you and me, me and her… all those fun combinations."

"Ah," Lindsay smiled, watching him carefully. After a few moments of quiet between the two of them she licked her lips. "Aren't you going to ask me what we were talking about?"

Danny shook his head.

"Oh." Lindsay said, taken aback slightly. "Alright then."

"Not because I don't wanna know." He informed her, "But because the forehead kiss told me everything. Not to mention you guys are just as good friends as he and I am, granted I'd probably shoot him in the face if he tried to kiss my forehead, but… I dunno, even though he's my friend, he's your friend too. He obviously wanted to talk to just you and I kinda don't wanna take that from you two, you know? He'll tell me if he needs to tell me. Right now, you knowin' whatever he needed to tell you is enough for him though."

"I didn't think of it like that." Lindsay pursed her lips together. "I guess you're right."

"I love it when this happens!" Danny playfully punched the air with a smirk. "It's so refreshin'."

"Smartass." Lindsay smirked as she tucked her head into the crook of Danny's neck. "This is nice," she whispered.

"It's perfect." He agreed.

So there we have another chapter done and dusted. I hope you guys liked it. If you have a spare moment, let me know what you thought and in the meantime I will crack on with some more writing ;) Huge thank yous to all of you for reading. Until next time! :)