Alright chapter 11, I still can't believe I really have started a sequel, it seems like just yesterday A New Twist was only a twinkle in my eye, oh where does the time go? Who knows? Not me. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and don't hate me at the end okay?

Peace

Danny was sure he would wear a hole in the floor if he kept pacing like this, but he couldn't help himself. He might be a father, and his fate relied on a pink plastic strip that in that very moment Lindsay was peeing on, someone, somewhere was laughing at him; he could feel it.

He reached the end of the den and turned on his heel intent on moving back across the room in the same pattern as he had been doing since Don and Syler had left for the drug store, he hadn't even broken his rhythm when they arrived back home, the only thing that changed when they heard the truck's roaring engine was that Don joined him and Lindsay's father in the den.

Syler had gone into the kitchen with her mother, and Lindsay had headed into the bathroom, giving him a smile as she did. But it was of little comfort, just the thought of being a father was something that brought an odd combination of indescribable joy, swirling around sickness in the pit of his stomach.

But as he made it to the middle of the room, it was Jethro that rose half out of his chair that stopped him, "Could you stop pacing please? You're gonna give me a damn heart attack just watching how stressed you are."

Still poised mid step, he hunched over sheepishly, Danny shuffled to the over stuffed chair that sat alone by the bookshelf, of course he was over reacting, it was a simple five minute test, he could be still for five minutes right.

He was wrong, he was tapping his legs until Lindsay came out of the bathroom, and turned towards the men there Danny stood and moved to her side. She still looked a little green, even though she had no more stomach problems, she still didn't look alright.

"The box says to give it seven minutes." She told the other men, and then pulled Danny by his hand into the hallway between the den and the kitchen stopping them there.

She smiled reassuringly up at him, as she wrapped her arms around his waist, "Calm down."

"I am calm." He protested, though he thought for sure she could hear the borderline violent slamming of his heart.

"Then why are your hands shaking?" She asked him, looking up with a small chuckle, and a bemused smile.

He laughed softly, and leaned against the wall, "Because I'm freaking out." He relented, admitting it made it seem a little less heavy in the room.

"What is freaky about this?" She asked, resting her head on his chest, and not only hearing but faintly feeling the rapid thud of his heart against her ear, and she smiled.

"We are gonna have to decide if you are going to keep working or not, and I wouldn't mind if you wanted to I mean my mom was a stay at home mom, but there is nothing wrong with wanting to keep a great career you worked hard for. Plus if you do want to work then there are gonna have to be nannies involved, and I don't want a nanny to raise my kid, and we'll have to get a new apartment and--" The rest of his ramblings were lost in a kiss, but he wasn't complaining.

After a moment, Danny felt had past much too quickly, Lindsay pulled away resting her forehead against his, "You are so adorable when you ramble, do you know that?"

He grinned crookedly at her, "How adorable?"

"Very." She kissed him again, before giving her tip toes a break and rest flat on her feet once more, "But Danny you know we have almost ten months to figure it all out right? I mean, we are not even sure if I am pregnant or not, there is no reason to do all this freaking out if it is only a stomach virus."

He rested his head against the back wall, confused with his actions, wondering why it hadn't really occurred to him that she might not be pregnant, once the pregnancy test came into the house it had all seemed to perfect, sure he had considered it for a fleeting moment, but after that it had left his head for good. He looked down at her, leaving his head against the wall.

"Are you doubting my abilities there Montana?"

She laughed, and began to absentmindedly scratch his back, "I would never. In fact, I think I am offended that you would even consider that. I was certainly implying that I would have been the one that was lacking in abilities." She said still laughing.

The laughter that had begun to rise, died in the back of his throat, and he stood straighter pulling her hands from his back and tangling them in his own, "Hey Montana," She stopped laughing at his sudden movements and change in demeanor, "You lack absolutely nothing. You are perfect."

Lindsay blushed and looked away from him, "Danny--" She stretched out his name, not sure why it embarrassed her that her husband thought so highly of her and no longer felt weird letting her know it.

"Hey," He said again, whispering now, as he pulled her chin with the tips of his fingers back to face him, "I mean it."

She could feel the blush that had begun to subside flair again covering not only her cheeks, but staining her neck and the tips of her ears began to burn too, only Danny didn't let her look away from him this time. Closing her eyes, so that she could let the killer bees that had begun swarming in her stomach quiet, she smiled and nodded.

"That's more like it." He pulled her too him, and kissed her temple. The he kissed her forehead, then her cheek, before finding his way to her lips. She smiled and snaked her arms around her neck, she felt Danny push her back against the wall, and somewhere in the back of her mind a voice was telling her that this was her parents home. But the voice was interrupted, as were they by the pounding of feet.

Looking to her left, she found Don and her father standing before them.

"Are you two trying to make sure you have a damn baby or what?" Jethro asked, shoving his hands into his pockets, and looking away from Danny, who still had Lindsay against the wall.

At that moment he seemed to realize this as well, because he dropped his hands from her waist and took three steps back to lean against the other wall that made the hallway.

"It's been seven minutes." Don said, smugly because he knew Danny getting caught would keep him out of the dog house for a while.

"Right." Lindsay said taking a nervous breath, Don moved past her chuckling to himself as he did, and got Syler and Delilah from the kitchen. The six gather around the open bathroom door, staring at the counter, Lindsay had turned it face down so that she would be the first one to know if she would be eating for two at her next meal.

Taking a step inside the door, she let her hand hang over it for a minute, when she felt Danny's fingers curl around hers and an instant calm washed over her, "Montana," He whispered, suddenly right next to her ear, and she shuddered looking at him out of the corner of her eye, kissing her temple her brought his lips to mumble in her ear.

"Perfect."

Do you hate me? You had better not, because I can make this story go down hill fast! (insert demonic laugh here) Was that thunder I heard? Oh yeah, I am that scary people :) Leave me a review on if you think they should have a kid, and if you think they should, what do you think they should have and why. The why is optional, seriously it can be one word, and I will remember it for eternity.