Disclaimer: I do not own CSI: NY, unfortunately. The only character of my own is Emma.
Danny quietly shut and bolted the door, placing his keys on the nearby table. It had been a very long night and he was grateful to be home. He removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. In doing so, he failed to notice a little figure dart out from behind a corner and wrap itself around his legs.
"Daddy!" came the excited squeal from somewhere around his kneecaps.
Danny replaced his glasses, a big smile spreading across his face. He bent down and lifted his 4-year-old daughter into his arms.
"Hey, gorgeous," he greeted, kissing her on the cheek.
"Shhhh," she told him, pressing her little finger on his lips, and then pointing to the couch. "Mommy's sleeping." Danny smiled at the sight.
"What are you doing up so late?" he asked, more quietly.
"I couldn't sleep without you saying goodnight," she whispered, looking at him with the irresistible blue eyes she had inherited from him.
"Aw, I'm sorry Em," he said quietly, making his way through the living room.
She wrapped her small arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, already falling asleep as he carried her into her room. He laid her down on her miniature bed and tucked her in as she yawned. He then sat down on the edge of the bed, watching her sleep and stroking his fingers through her soft brown curls. He loved watching his little girl: living proof of all the wonderful things in his life. When he was sure she was asleep he kissed her forehead, then quietly stood up to leave.
"Goodnight, love," he said at the doorway.
Upon reentering the living room he stopped for a moment to smile and shake his head at the scene: she had fallen asleep on the couch in front of the TV, probably waiting up for him, again. He walked over and seated himself on the edge of the couch. She woke at the movement from his added weight, and smiled up at him.
"Ya' know, you're not supposed to wait up for me, Montana," he told her with a smirk, before leaning over to kiss her. "Didn't Mac tell you I was stayin' late?" he asked.
"He might have mentioned it," Lindsay admitted guiltily.
Danny chuckled, then stood up. In one easy movement he bent down and scooped his wife up into his arms.
"You're not going to be able to do this for long," she told him as he carried her into their bedroom.
"Are you doubting my strength?" he asked in mock indignation as he set her down.
She laughed. "No, but I have a good feeling that pretty soon here I'm going to be putting on some extra weight," she told him, waiting to see if he caught her implication.
"Really?" he asked, looking at her lovingly as an enormous grin graced his features.
Lindsay nodded her head happily. He picked her up and spun her around, kissing her deeply.
"God, I love you," he said sincerely, as they gently pulled apart.
"Love you too," she replied, giving him another quick kiss before walking over and getting into bed.
"Have you told Emma yet?" he asked, kicking off his shoes.
"I wanted to tell you first," Lindsay replied. "We can tell her in the morning. She's going to have way too much fun telling everyone at the lab tomorrow how she's going to be a big sister," she added.
"Oh, that's right. Tomorrow's 'Take-your-daughter-to-work Day" isn't it?" he said as he slid into bed next to her. "That should be interesting."
Lindsay laughed as she scooted closer to him so he could wrap his arms around her, "Very."
This chapter is fairly short, but it's more like an introduction to the rest of the story. I've had this scene floating around in my mind for some time now, with nowhere to place it until just recently. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the DL fluffiness, and keep a whether eye out for more.