AN I am very sorry for the long wait, this is the last chapter of this fic and I wanted it to end right. I hope it did. Feel free to read through the story again though…don't let me stop you. lol
Oh and she's back, by popular demand.
Rosie searched his face in a way that always made him cringe cause he was sure that she could read into his very soul. "Do you love her?" She finally asked. He was sitting in the chair he always sat in when he was in her office and she was leaning on the desk in front of him.
He knew that'd been coming. He'd been taking Lindsay to Rosie's once a week for almost three months now. He was frankly surprised that it'd taken the older woman so long to bring up the love topic. He licked his lips nervously, "I don't know, I think so."
Rolling her eyes she stepped forward and cuffed the back of his head, "Don't think Daniel, know." She said crossly.
He rubbed the raw spot at the back of his head and looked up at her, "Damn Rosie when are you gonna stop doing that?"
"Around the time you bury me in the cold cold ground boy," She snapped, "And if you keep up this idiot act I might haunt you and smack you well after I'm dead. Now look at me and tell me what you honestly feel."
He bit his bottom lip, "I don't…" He started then jumped when she smacked him again, "Fine I love her damnit stop doing that!"
Like magic the cross look left her face replaced by a beaming smile. She pulled him up and pushed him toward the door, "Well go get her and bring her here, I miss her already."
Danny laughed and wrapped his arms around the short woman dropping a kiss on top of her head, "Thanks Rosie."
She grabbed onto his arms and smiled up at him, "For what?"
"For dragging me into the kitchen and making me wash dishes when I was thirteen. For forcing me to finish college," He ducked his head, "for getting me away from…"
Stopping him before he made her cry she smacked his arm, "That was all you gorgeous; your conscience just needed a boost. Now go."
He smiled at her followed her instruction, because it was always best to follow Rosie's 'suggestions'. He found Lindsay in her apartment racing around on the phone. He leaned against the door and just watched her; well aware that she didn't know he was there…yet.
Annie was doing another one of her 'update' calls, letting Lindsay know how the pregnancy was going and reminding her, again, about her damn biological clock. Lindsay was trying to look for her favourite necklace but she had no idea where she'd put it.
"I'm just saying Lindsay your body isn't going to be as ready for this as it is right now." Annie said, not really understanding why Lindsay would fight her on the issue.
"Annie," Lindsay sighed, "I tried to tell you I'm on my way…" She stopped and stared at him, "How long have you been here?"
"Lindsay?" Annie was worried, "Who's there? Lindsay?"
Danny smirked at her, "Just a few minutes," He walked towards her his hand outstretched, "Let me talk to her."
"What?" Lindsay was still kind of stunned cause she hadn't expected him to, twice, charm his way into her apartment by being nice to the manager. She shook her head, "What are you gonna say?"
"Lindsay?" Annie was very concerned, convinced that Lindsay was being robbed or something worse.
He dropped a quick kiss on her lips and took the phone, "Trust me." He said against her mouth.
She nodded then licked her lips and resumed her search for her necklace her ears tuned to the conversation.
"Lindsay?" Annie said again.
"She's indisposed at the moment." Danny said leaning against the back of her couch.
"And who might you be?" Annie demanded, "I can call the police you know."
"I'd be Danny Messer sweetheart and I am the police." He said with a deep chuckle.
Annie gulped not sure why, "So, uh, what are you doing at Lindsay's? Is she okay?"
"Well," He said with a sigh, "We were worried there for a bit but I have ascertained that she is in fact okay. You see my expertise is in clocks."
"Clocks?" Annie was confused. So was Lindsay, she found her necklace and held it in her hand as she watched him talk, wondering where he was going with the conversation.
"Yes, some call me the clock doctor," He said with a grin.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Annie huffed not sure why she was still on the phone with this man, but unable to hang up for some reason.
"You see I've heard that there are those who have diagnosed Lindsay with a ticking biological clock." Danny explained, "We here in New York take that very seriously."
Lindsay suppressed the urge to burst out laughing and just shook her head smiling at him; he returned the smile and balanced the phone between his shoulder and ear. He motioned for her to stand in front of him.
"What I meant by that was…" Annie started to explain.
"I understand your concern miss," Danny said as he took the necklace out of Lindsay's hand and gently turned her around so he could put it on her. "Which is why I took it upon myself to see to the situation and I've gotta say…" He brushed the hair away from Lindsay's neck so he could clasp the necklace and let it fall onto her skin. He kissed her shoulder then continued, "After some very thorough examinations I haven't found any sort of clock, ticking or otherwise."
Lindsay burst out laughing at that and blushed. Annie gasped, "You mean?"
"I mean that you need not worry about Lindsay's biology I have it all under control and," He paused, "She's just fine." He smirked at her and handed her the phone.
"I gotta go Annie," Lindsay said not taking her eyes off the man in front of her.
"You didn't tell me…" Annie said.
"Bye," Lindsay hung up on her friend then dropped the phone on the couch behind Danny. "You are a cruel, cruel man." She said with a smile.
"I know, I've been told it's sexy." He pulled her by her waist and captured her mouth firmly with his.
She kissed him for a moment then pulled back and looked at him, "Who told you that?" She asked, amused.
"It's a rumour going around the lab," He said he put a hand out as if reading a billboard, "'Danny is sexy when he's cruel.' You haven't heard it?"
Shaking her head she stepped out of his arms to go put her shoes on, "I must have missed that rumour."
"Hmm, I figured you started it." He tilted his head to the side and just watched her.
"You wish, now get your cruel sexy self over here so we can go." She opened the door.
He walked by her and swatted her rear, "I like it when you boss me around."
She laughed, "I know."
They hit traffic on the way to Rosie's so Danny suggested that they walk. Lindsay was pleasantly surprised when he took her hand, "Public display of affection Danny? I'm shocked."
He shook his head and laughed, "I'm gonna let go if we keep talking about this." He squeezed her hand for affect.
She smiled and reached over with her other hand to squeeze his arm, "Talk about what?"
"Exactly." He couldn't help that she had him acting completely out of character it's not like he wanted to, but he'd stopped fighting fate months ago.
Tonya smiled at them when they entered and looked down at their joined hands. Her eyebrows rose, "PDA?" She asked.
Letting go he threw his hands up in exasperation, "Everyone's a damn critic."
"He's sensitive this evening," Lindsay said to Tonya with a wink.
"He's sensitive all the time." Tonya said with a grin.
"He's standing right here," Danny grumbled good naturedly, "Can we go to our table now please?"
Tonya winked at Lindsay then silently led them to the table, "For a grown man you pout like a five year old." Lindsay said with a grin.
"I'm gonna tell Rosie on you," He smirked, complying with her analogy, as Rosie came over with a bottle of wine, "Lindsay was makin' fun of me." He looked up at the older woman a twinkle sitting firmly in his eye.
"Do I look attractive enough to be your mother?" Rosie asked while pouring their wine. "Besides I'm sure you deserved it."
"Do I have a kick me sign on my forehead?" Danny complained.
Taking his chin in her hands Rosie squeezed his cheeks and examined his face. She kissed his forehead and let go, "Nope, you're just whiney."
He crinkled his brow and rubbed his cheeks, "I have a feeling that I have no way of winning anything tonight."
"He's observant." Lindsay said with a smile at Rosie.
"Someone told me that was part of his job," Rosie snarked, "I'll bring you your food in fifteen." She patted Lindsay's arm and walked away.
Leaning on the table her chin resting on her hands Lindsay regarded Danny, "You got a story Messer?" She asked.
Mirroring her pose he raised an eyebrow, "Story?"
"Everyone has a story," She said, "Something that explains why they are how they are. I'm curious as to what yours is and think I'd like you to tell me."
"That's a lot of talking Montana, I'm gonna need some serious incentive to comply with that request." He said shocking himself that he was actually contemplating telling her anything, but he was and what freaked him out is it didn't bother him. In fact he'd wanted to for awhile now.
"I can promise all the incentive you can think of," She flirted, "Plus I'll return the favour if you're at all interested."
"An explanation as to why you are the way you are?" He asked with a whistle, "Damn, I'm in, where do you want me to start?"
Taking a long sip of her wine, "From the beginning and don't spare me the details."
"That's a tall order; you think you're ready for it?" He asked, dropping his hands to the table getting a little nervous.
Leaning further she put a hand over his, "Only if you're ready for what I'll tell you, country girl's come with surprises I'll have you know."
His thumb caressed her hand as he smiled at her, "From the beginning then…"
Four hours later Rosie kicked them out of the restaurant to continue their conversation at one of their homes because she wanted to sleep. She watched them walk down the street arm in arm and shook her head with a smile. "It's about time Daniel," She whispered as a tear ran down her cheek, "About time."
AN It's funny that this story started as really some way for me to vent some sexual tension from these two and I go make them fall in love…who knew. I hope you've enjoyed the ride and again I'm sorry for the wait…I'll go work on 'All It Takes' now…honestly I will. lol