Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes...

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It was more than a gut feeling. For the past two weeks Lindsay had been sick on and off, and the tightness in pants only made her believe it more. The past couple of weeks, and the season being what it was, both Danny and Lindsay had been sure that she'd had the flu, but now she was sure it was something else. She was sure that she was pregnant and

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He'd gotten out early; it had been pure luck, as their suspect had given a full confession, their evidence had backed it up, and he'd filed all his paperwork. Lindsay was home sick with Lucy, and Mac had given him a wave toward the door. Go home, I bet Lindsay could use a break. He'd stopped at the market to pick up some more ginger ale and Jell-O mix, and ducked into the pharmacy to find flu medication and a new thermometer. He didn't feel like using Lucy's rectal one, and he'd begun to worry that he would soon catch whatever Lindsay had. He's been pounding the orange juice and taking his vitamins, doing his best to care for the family and keep from getting ill.

He pushes open the door to their apartment with caution, not wanting to wake Lindsay or Lucy if either of them is asleep. The apartment is quiet, and he can't see them; he places the bags carefully on the kitchen counter, nothing needing refrigeration, and toes off his shoes before going in search of Lindsay and finding her lying on the couch. Her position suggests cold, and he pulls the blanket from the back of the couch, leaning over her to drape it on her body to warm her.

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Feeling the blanket brush against her skin, Lindsay turns and looks at Danny and smiles ever so slightly. "You're home early," she said softly, reaching up to take hold of his hand with her own, "You jusy missed Lucy, I just got her to sleep."

Sitting up, still looking pale, Lindsay kept the blanket around her and she went to stand, "Do you want something to drink?"

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Lindsay's awake, he realizes, smiling softly and kneeling at her side as she takes his hand. "Hey, baby," he murmurs, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "That's okay, just means I get ta spend more time with my wife. Lucy pretty easy today?" He doesn't want to barrage her with questions; she still looks pretty sick, the pink gone from her cheeks.

Shaking his head, he stands and eases her back down to the couch. "Rest. I can make some tea, want some? Peppermint fer yer belly, keep it calm?" He doesn't want her exerting herself any more than necessary, and especially not now that he's home. "Just stay on the couch, babe, I'll take care'a everythin'. Ya can nurse Lucy there, too, when she wakes up. I'll take care'a everythin', I want ya restin', gettin' better." Leaning, he kisses her forehead, tucking the blanket close around her body. "Okay?"

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She smiled and nodded, "Lucy was great, I can't believe she's getting so big. Gets more and more like you everyday."

"No, just normal tea, milky and sweet please." Leaning in she pressed a kiss to his lips, her hand coming to brush his cheek before she stood, "I need to go to the bathroom anyway," she said softly as she pulled the blanket around her and headed towards the bathroom, "Could you make me a cheese sandwich too?"

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"What, ya mean big?" he jokes softly. "She reminds me'a you, sweet an' loves ta snuggle in the mornin'. She's a mama's girl fer sure. We're so lucky we got her, yanno? She's amazin'." He kisses the tip of her nose, his other hand moving up to stroke her hair.

"Will do. Go ta the bathroom but I don't wantchu doin' anythin' I can do, so usin' the toilet an' feedin' Lucy's all I'm gonna letchu do while I'm here." He means it; she needs to rest, and she's had Lucy on her own while he's been at work. She's still had to wake up for night feedings and diaper changes when he's been working; he imagines that it can't have been particularly restful for her. "Yer sure a cheese sandwich is gonna be good with yer belly? If yer still throwin' up, I could thaw out somma Mom's chicken soup?"

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"It feel like yesterday she was born and it's been almost a year." At Danny's words she smiles softly, a slight blush rising on her cheeks, "I love nothing more than morning snuggles too."

Stopping on her way to the bathroom she nodded slowly, "Yes cheese, I really fancy it." Lindsay gave him a weak smile before heading towards the bathroom once more.

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"I love mornin' snuggles," he murmurs with a glance of naked hunger, not about to pressure her into sex at this point in time. If anything, he'd turn her down; she's sick, and the flu isn't getting any better. He has the next two days off; if she doesn't make an improvement, he's hauling her to the doctor. "I can't believe she's gonna be a year old. This time last year I was beggin' ya ta marry me."

He doesn't want to make her the cheese sandwich; he puts the triple-bagged soup in a pot of water, turning the heat on low to slowly melt it. With a deep breath, he begins to make her sandwich, putting the kettle on for tea for both of them. He prefers his black, with a little sugar for taste; she takes hers light and sweet. When the water boils, he pours the tea (a heavy mug for him and a lighter one for her), and plates her sandwich, carrying it to the TV tray kept by the couch for her needs.

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She caught that look in his eyes and she leaned against the wall ever so slightly, "I miss it too," she said honestly, "And I'm sorry that I've been too sick," she gave him a weak smile then. "And then a month later we were were almost married. I'm so glad I said yes."

A few minutes later she comes back from the bathroom and sits down, on the couch with her head bowed as she set something down on the table before her. Slowly she sat back, drawing up her legs as she looked at it with wide eyes, the whole time not saying a word to Danny or even letting him know she knows he's there.

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"Don't say sorry," he counters suddenly, fiercely. "Don't say sorry fer bein' sick. Yanno all I want is fer ya ta feel better. Yeah, I miss sex, but I don't wanna do anythin' like that if yer sick, Linds. Yer more important." She needs rest; only when she's healthy again will he be willing to stay up all night making love to his wife.

He knows what that is; he just can't believe that she's taken one, and by the expression on her face, he knows exactly what it says. Leaning over the couch, he sees it clearly, and sees the one word to confirm his thoughts.

It's not the flu, he realizes, and suddenly wraps his arms around Lindsay, hugging her tightly. "Oh my god," he whispers into her hair, halfway between tears of joy and complete shock. "We're havin' another baby."

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Biting her bottom lip, Lindsay leans against him and closes her eyes, turning her face into his neck. He sounds happy about this, shocked but happy and Lindsay doesn't know how he could be. This wasn't what they'd wanted, well she hadn't, not yet.

"Yes," she said finally, her head finally lifting so she could look into his eyes, "Surprise."

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His hands move up to tangle on her hair, gently tugging her head so she looks into his eyes. "It's okay," he whispers. "I know it's early but.. it's okay, Linds. We wanted more kids, just not this soon, an' I dunno what happened with the birth control. It's okay, Linds." He's still shocked, still doesn't entirely know what to do, but, he thinks, At least this will be easier than Lucy. "Yeah, I'm surprised."

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Tears well up in her eyes, as much as she wants kids she's not ready for another one, not yet. She's only just started back to work and she wants more time there, more time with her hisband and daughter before they try for another one. Leaning close she wraps her arms around him, her head resting against his neck, "I'm sorry," her voice was a whisper, "It wasn't supposed to be like this."

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"Don't say sorry," he tries to comfort her. "I know we didn't plan this, but we got time before the baby comes. Lucy's gonna have somebody ta play with, like me an' Lou. How- how long have ya thought, Linds? That it wasn't flu? Ya didn't say anythin' ta me."

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"This morning I was in the bath with Lucy and..." Shifting from Danny she unfastens her pants and pulls then down over her hips, taking his hand and guiding it to the skin under her belly button, "I noticed that it was firmer, swollen. and with the sickness and everything else."

Biting down on her bottom lip she looked into his eyes, "Are you sure that you're okay with this? I don't want this to ruin our plans."

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"So that's it?" he asks, his hand stroking the slight swell of her belly. "I feel it, I saw before an' just thought it was from yer bein' sick." He looks into her eyes, unwaveringly holding her gaze for a few moments; he leans in to softly press his lips to hers before sliding from the couch. He sinks to his knees, pushing her shirt up, and bestows the same love upon their growing child, kissing her stomach. "Hey, baby," he whispers. "Daddy loves ya."

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Watching him, tears spilled down her cheeks as he kissed her stomach. Lindsay had been worried about Danny's reaction and now she was happy and a little conflicted, but the confliction was for selfish reasons.

"Hey," she said softly, her hands moving to brush over his hair and cheeks, "get your ass back up here." She reached for the tea and then the sandwich.