I really do love writing this, and he realized that writing kind of mushing things is way easier while listening to love songs! I find Teddy Geiger to be most effective, not that you really care. I'm glad you all are back for my sequel, hope you like it as much as the first one!

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Danny watched Lindsay over his breakfast, he would never forget these moments with her. The moments where the two of them were alone in their home, just basking in the presence of one another, not having to fill the silence with words to be content. He still remembered being a kid and thinking it was weird that his parents had been able to do that, but the first time it had happened to him, all of it came into perspective.

She glanced from the plate of eggs in front of her and looked up at him feel the heat of blush creep up her chest and onto her face, "What?" She asked him, quickly filling her mouth with steaming coffee.

He could only smile at her and shake his head, "Nothing."

Lindsay nodded, and placed her elbows on the table, drumming her fingers on the outside of her coffee cup, and looking back of at him over the rim of it, her smile growing foolishly large when she found he was still staring intently at her.

Danny took a mental snapshot of her just then, he couldn't help it, he had been doing it subconsciously since he had first seen her walking down the isle, gripping her fathers arm tightly, but smiling bigger then he had ever seen her. Then the way she had looked at him, when he took her hand for the first time as man and wife, the way her hands had shaken as she striped the key card when they reached the honeymoon suite. That day had been full of snapshots, but Danny couldn't imagine it any other way.

"Remember, you have to finish packing when you get home tonight." Lindsay was telling him, as the picture of her sleeping so peacefully next to him, dispersed.

"Right I know." He told her, scraping the edge of his fork under the last bite of his omelet, and plunging it into his mouth.

Standing, she offered him her plate as well, and he grabbed it at an awkward angle only to let his fingertips run over the back of hers, and she grinned laughing lightly at him. Rinsing off their plates he turned to find the place where she had been moments before deserted, and he moved towards their bedroom.

He could still recall the first month of their marriage, when he had walked down the hall to what had once been his apartment, to find a sticky note across the door read "Our Door "in Lindsay's adorably loopy penmanship,grinning at it, he unlocked the door opening it, finding everything he owned taped with yellow sticky notes. Laughing audibly this time, he read "Our couch, our refrigerator, our television..." The only thing left in his entire apartment with the yellow paper and clear adhesive, was his motorcycle, which he knew Lindsay didn't even like to look at.

Lindsay was pulling her shirt down over her shoulders when Danny rounded the corner, and he came up behind her in three quick strides, and caught her still bare hips, pulling her back to him. She smiled as he leaned down to kiss her clothed shoulder, but tried to pull away.

"Danny we will be late for work." She protested, his lack of response would have suggested that he hadn't heard her, but she knew Danny well enough to know that he was simply ignoring her.

She turned around to face him, and he took this opportunity to kiss her properly, and for a moment she allowed herself to kiss him back. But as he reached to pull the shirt that hadn't been on long enough to absorb her body heat, she stopped, "I mean it, Mac let us be late the first week we were back, and I would appreciate it if you would exercise your self control."

He took hold of her hands, which were now pushing at his shoulders as he kissed her neck, "I would rather exercise in other ways at the moment Montana." He told her waggling his eyebrows.

"Danny," She scolded him, successfully freeing herself from his grasp, "I refuse to be late agian, but maybe we can exercise a little later if you finish packing before our plane leaves." Lindsay let her eyes linger over her shoulder as she pulled on a jacket.

Watching her for a moment, he mvoed to the dresser and grabbed a drawer full of his socks and underwear, before carrying it to the open suitcase and dumping it's contents inside of it, though most did miss it and landed uselessly on the comforter, "Done." he replied moving back to her side.

"Are you just going to wear those clothes the whole time?" She asked him laughing as he wrapped her up in a hug.

"I don't mind wearing dirty clothes for you." He told her.

"Oh well that's very thoughtful of you but--" The rest of her words were swallowed up in a kiss, "Danny--we can't--"

But he didn't appear to be really thinking about work, "Sure we can, we've got time."

"Really? And what time is it?" She asked him as he tried to pull her towards their bed.

"Um," he turned to throw a look to their clock which read 8:27, "8:05."

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"8:05!" Lindsay bellowed, as they stood on the subway platform.

Danny grinned at her, "Babe--"

"I can't believe you told me it was 8:05." She said, continuing to pace, "People are going to know Danny."

"Know what, that we are in love?" He asked raising his shoulders, "Is it really all that bad?"

Stopping she grinned sideways at him, "No," She said returned to his side, "I just don't want people to think that we are one of those couples that are all over each other, and can't go a single day without--" She stopped searching for a word, and blushed.

Danny laced their fingers, and kissed her temple, "We have only been late to work because of that, three or four times." He said to her.

"Thirteen times."

"Well I didn't exactly hear you complaining."

"I'm not," She told him her smile growing, "But I think that we could time it a little better, like wake up earlier or something."

Danny laughed as their train pulled in, and they moved forward into it.

"But you realize that because we did this morning, you really do just have to pack tonight." She stepped between the doors.

Again he laughed, but paused mid step, "You are joking right?"

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