Hi! Okay, so I've heard a lot of rumors and guesses as to what happened to Danny's glasses, so here's my take on it! This is not only my first CSI: NY fanfic, but my first ever fanfic, so pleeeeaase write a lot of reviews!

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI: NY

"BEEP BEEP BEEP" the small alarm clock jolted a tired, overworked Danny Messer out of his sleep. He glanced over, slamming his hand down on the snooze button. He then systematically reached over to grab his thin-wire glasses, only to feel his hand land on the side table to the left of the bed he and Lindsay shared.

"What the…-" He was cut off by his own yawn. I probably left them in the kitchen when I came home last night he thought.

He swung his feet over the side of the bed and, finding the other half of the bed empty, made his way over to the kitchen.

"Daddy!" Lucy squealed with delight as he entered the room. At the smell of his wife's signature western style omelets and the sight- blurry sight- of his bouncy 18 month-old daughter, Danny grinned widely and wrapped his arms around Lindsay`s waist.

"Morning, Montana" he said into her hair, suddenly in a better mood, regardless of his missing glasses and tiredness.

"Morning, Cowboy. Sleep good? Hope so, cause Mac already called, we got a double homicide at Central Park."

"Gee, he certainly know to wake someone up gently." He shuffled over to the coffee pot, suddenly realizing he couldn't see the small measurements on the glass pot.

"Have you seen my glasses around?"

"Nope. Have you checked the table? You got home pretty late last night, you could`ve left them anywhere."

He checked around the kitchen, then made his way to the bathroom, then to the living room, not finding any trace of them.

He bent down and picked up Lucy, placing a gentle raspberry kiss on his daughter's cheek.

"And how's my lil'Lucy doing? Have you seen Daddy's glasses?"

"Gwasses!" she repeated then nuzzled into her fathers neck.

He carried her into the kitchen, set her down, and reached into the fridge for the orange juice; then found something far more interesting.

Inside the fridge were Danny`s glasses, cold, chilled, but luckily unharmed. Lindsay stepped to his side, wondering what he was looking at.

"Found them." Danny flatly announced the obvious.

"She must have tossed them in while I was getting some ingredients."

They both looked over to their precious daughter, staring at them innocently.

I originally wanted this to be a oneshot, but it was getting really long, so a five chapter story it is! And yes, the chapters are in order.

I'm not sure if the timeline is correct (if Danny already didn't have glasses before Lucy came along), but I still really wanted to write this. Like it? Love it? Hate it? Please review!