A/N: This is the sequel to December 31st. It will hopefully be a multi-chapter fic so bare with me. Quite a bit is told in flashbacks, mainly from Lindsay's POV but it will change a bit later on to Danny's and maybe one or two OCs. Anyway hope you enjoy it, it's just some more harmless fluff from me, and any reviews are greatly welcome.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with CSI:NY or it's characters. The only people I own in this fic are the ones you don't recognise.


July 15th 1.37pm

Lindsay Monroe sat in front of a mirror, looking into it but not really seeing herself in it. She was so sure this was a dream, that she would wake up any moment now and find that she was back home in bed with Danny, that the past 7 months hadn't happened. But when she focused in on the person in the mirror in front of her she knew that it wasn't a dream, it was really happening. I'm getting married! And to Danny Messer of all people. If someone had told her 3 years ago that she would be marrying Danny then she would her laughed in their face but here she was, sitting in her wedding dress, with her hair and make up done by professionals not an hour ago.

She heard a knock at the door. "Come in." She knew it was either Stella, her sister Megan, her parents or her other bridesmaids: Peyton; her cousins Mary and Annabel; and Sheldon's fiancé Kate. They had all gone into the next room so she could have a minute to herself. So she could compose herself and so that she wouldn't see her family crying and start crying herself

Stella stuck her head round the door and smiled at the young CSI. "Hey Kiddo, how're you feeling?"

Lindsay smiled, Stella had been asking this for the past month and a half, ever since she had found out that she was pregnant. She had been unsure about how Danny would react. He loved her with all he had and she knew that and loved him too but they hadn't really talked about having kids. Over the next day or 2 she had become more distant from everyone because she was trying to figure out a way to tell Danny. Stella, who had become like a sister to Lindsay since her move to New York, knew that something was up with the young CSI and confronted her in the break room at the end of their shift.

June 2nd 6.57pm

Lindsay was sitting in the break room which was empty as it was nearing the change in shifts so most people were collecting their belongings and others were settling in at their work stations for the next 8 hours. She was so lost in thought that she didn't notice Stella entering the room or hear her greeting. It wasn't until she sat down in front of Lindsay and nudged her shoulder that she even noticed her.

"Oh...hey Stella. How are you?"

"I'm fine, better than you it seems." She said raising an eyebrow.

"What do you mean? I've never been better"

"Whatever," Stella scoffed. "You kept staring into space when I was trying to talk to you."

"Oh it's nothing. Just stuff for the wedding." Lindsay tried to cover her tracks.

"Wedding stuff my ass."

Lindsay sighed. There was no way Stella would let her get away without telling her the truth. "Fine I'll tell you but not here."

"Sure. Do you want to go back to your place?"

"NO!" Lindsay yelled, she didn't want to be having this conversation with anyone but Danny but she hadn't thought of a way to tell him yet so she couldn't explain it in their apartment in case he walked in and overheard. "I mean. The place is a mess, what with all the wedding planning. Can't we go back to yours? It's closer to here anyway."

"Fine. I'll just go clock out, then we can go." Stella said as she walked towards the door, slightly worried about her friend. "I'll meet you in the locker room in 5 minutes."