Sorry I have been hiding from you guys, but I literally had nothing to write, and I tried, but every time I sat down at my computer. I would just end up staring at the little blinking line, and it taunted me so much I would log out having done no work. But now I am staring with the Authors note first hoping it will give me some inspiration. Here's Hoping!

Peace

Briefly Danny was aware of the shifting of their mattress, and a sudden chill where warmth had just resided, but he could barely summon the energy to peel open his eyes, and face the sunlight he knew must be streaming in. Because that would mean that the day off he had so enjoyed had come to a close.

He had tried not to think about the fact that he didn't see Lindsay much anymore, because Mac had her pushing pencils away from any fumes that could be potentially dangerous, Danny would admit, though only to himself, that he loved the fact that Mac had said it first so Danny wasn't the bad guy later. But now it seemed all Danny did was work out in the field, a thing that he had been craving up until he realized that it meant it would cut out much of his time around her. He didn't even need to be talking to her to be happy, though his mood lifted considerably when he was, but just being in her presence and knowing that at any moment should he feel the need to, he could look up and stare for as long as he liked was enough to keep him euphoric.

But those days were now over.

It was then Danny understood what the unfamiliar cold against his bare chest had meant. Now he let one eye open, and a glance confirmed it. He was now alone in the bed, their door was ajar and still moving slightly, telling him Lindsay had only just gotten up.

Pulling the covers off of himself, he glanced around the room in a halfhearted attempt at looking for a shirt, but when one was not immediately presented he gave up, because the dresser seemed much to far away at the moment.

Walking through their door she came into view, and Danny halted leaning against hallway wall, not wanting to disturb her, but mostly because he just wanted to look at her.

She was wearing his old NYPD workout shirt, the one he had stripped off last night, and had been looking for moments ago, not that he minded anymore. He did like it heaps more on her. Especially once he realized that it was the only thing she was wearing at the moment.

Lindsay had a hand on her stomach as she stirred the eggs, swaying lightly from side to side, in time to the music he just then noticed was playing. It was something he didn't recognize, but ever since he had met her, she was always listening to something he didn't know, and he had learned to live with it. Danny knew he couldn't really see the four month bump, because the shirt was much to over-sized on him, that it was almost swallowing his wife whole, but ever since the moment it had appeared Danny swore he could see it no matter what she was wearing.

She had stopped moving, and was smiling at him now, seeming to have felt him watching her, now having been caught he thought it safe to move.

Walking behind her, she smiled as an arm wrapped around her, and his hand met in the middle and smoothed across her baby bump. Lindsay let her head fall back against his shoulder, and she could feel him smiling.

"Good morning Sleeping Beauty." She said, quite enjoying that she was able to rib at him for being the late riser in their growing family now.

His laughed vibrated through his chest, and into her shoulders and down her back, in an odd, yet delicious way, "Mornin' Montana."

Lindsay considered letting her eggs burn, there was no reason why she needed to move from this embrace, it was just food right, they could stand there for three days before they would need more substance. But she gave in after a moment, because the eggs smelled too good to the twins, she couldn't ignore them, no matter how much she liked Danny's smell better.

He leaned against the counter behind her, and resumed to watch, she knew what he was doing, he had been doing it since the first night he slept over, she had asked him about it once, but he had only given her some halfhearted attempt at an excuse. Something about he normally stared off into space in the mornings, just something he did when he woke up, but only smiled sideways at her, when she asked him how it was exactly that he seemed to be staring of into space, right at her each time she glanced at him.

"Stop it," She said looking over her shoulder at him, no longer needing to tell him what for, "I can't think when I know you are looking at me."

Danny smiled, "And why is that?"

Abandoning her eggs again, she turned to face him, "Because, I know the look you get in your eyes when you look at me like that, and it's--" Lindsay paused, unsure of what the replacement word she should choose would be, it had to be a good one, "Unsettling."

Pushing himself off of the counter, he crossed their kitchen and placed his hands on either side of her, and smiled warmly, "How unsettling?"

Closing her eyes a taking a deep breath, she decided she liked Danny's smell a bit too much in that moment, "Very." Her voice came out as almost a whisper, and she didn't have to have her eyes open to know that his smile grew by a mile.

She could feel him cup her chin, and she didn't move, wanting the exact moment their lips would meet to remain a surprise to her, but it was taking too long, Lindsay knew he was purposefully being antagonistic, and she knew that deep down she loved it, but in that moment, she only needed one thing, and slow rolling wasn't it.

Wow! I don't think I have ever had to work so hard to produce a chapter for you all, it is 1:42 am, I sat down to write this at 9:00. Now I am off for a quick Juicy Juice run, because my cup is empty, and I still have another chapter to write. But due to my complete devotion to you people, I think reviews are in order, give them at your leisure, but please give them at your leisure quickly.