Summary: Something in Lindsay’s past interferes with the relationship she has with Danny. Possible season 3 spoilers inside! Parings: d/l Rating:T She had always wondered would it would have been like to have a normal family. To get presents on Christmas day, have a stable home, and have a mother and father that were still in her life. The past she had tried to forget was beginning to creep back into her life like a predator waiting for its prey. Bozeman, Montana was a wonderful town. The streets were lined with lampposts and the town had a homely feel that comforted her like a warm blanket. She loved going into town with her mother and shopping with her, shopping like two dear friends. Her mother had always thought of her as a friend, not like a daughter, even at that age. It was nice to have a mother to express your worries with. Lindsay thought of her dad as a god. He went to every state fair competition she was in, went to every play, and was there when she needed her daddy. He could do no wrong in her eyes. In was in the fall of 1984 that her dad had heard the news that the bank was going to foreclose on the ranch. Her father, normally a man of strong will, began to lose faith in himself. He started to drink heavily and began to withdrawal from family functions. It had even got to the point that he began to hit her mother, leaving large bruises on her arms and legs. She wanted to protect her mother and as always, her mother had told her that her daddy was hurting and that he didn’t mean it. He would never hit her mother again. But it became a cycle of violence and lies. Lindsay thought that her daddy would change but he never did, and her world fell apart when she was 11 years old. To be continued….
Re: Little girl lost *Danny/Lindsay *possible season 3 spoil Wow very interesting I can't wait for more!!!!!
Re: Little girl lost *Danny/Lindsay *possible season 3 spoil Great start i love it so far cant wait for more!
Re: Little girl lost *Danny/Lindsay *possible season 3 spoil part 2..... Summary: Just what happened to Lindsay? Wait and see.... Parings: CMonroe/BMonroe Characters: Lindsay Monroe Autumns in Montana meant cuddling up to the one you loved around a fire, carving pumpkins for Halloween and watching the mystical color change of the leaves. It has always been a favorite time of year for Lindsay, but not for long. She had tried to forget about that fateful day, but the demons of her past kept enticing her, tempting her to remember. It had been the day before the annual Montana state fair and Lindsay was ecstatic. She loved going to the fair. Ferris Wheels and games were a escape for her. Before she could go to the fair, she had to do what every child hated to do for generations: she had to clean her room. Lindsay stood in the kitchen eating a apple when her mother asked her to do that simple request. "Mom! I hate cleaning my room!" Lindsay said, sulking down at the kitchen table, "Mama we are losing our house. Nobody else has to clean their room before they can go to the fair, why do I have to?" Cathy Monroe looked down at her resisting daughter and picked up the apple core the Lindsay had intentionally left on the dining room table. Lindsay always knew how to push the wrong buttons with her. She got that from her grandmother, God rest her soul. "Well, Lindsay, I'm not everybody's parent, I'm YOUR mom and all I asked you to do is to clean your room," Cathy said, "Now just do it now!" Lindsay started to take off towards her room, grumbling under her breath when she heard the familar crunch of gravel on the driveway. She glanced out of the window to see her father stumble out of his truck. Her mother stood behind her and placed her hands on the back of Lindsay and turned her around. Cathy started to panic. He's drunk again and I know how he acts when he's drunk. He's got a crazed look in his eyes again. How do I protect my daughter from this monster that she calls her father? "Lindsay, forget about cleaning your room, just go to your room now!", Cathy said, pleading, "Please go honey, go." Lindsay saw the look in her mother's eyes and stood frozen in place. She didn't want to leave her mother, but she did what she was told. She ran into her room and locked the door, and curled up on the floor beside the wall, clinging to the old teddy bear that had been her favorite. ********************************************************* Bill Monroe slammed the front door behind him as he entered the house. His blood shot eyes and the small of whiskey on his breath were his companions now. He had ran off every friend since the bank was going to foreclose on the ranch. Cathy stood in the kitchen wringing her hands in fear; she knew what was about to happen: he was going to hit her. "Cathy, baby, I'm so sorry," he said, sadness prominent in his brown eyes, "Can you forgive me?". He held his arms to coax Cathy into his arms and she gingerly stepped into his embrace. He held her for awhile and reached to the side of his jeans for something. Lindsay hearing her dad come home, opened her bedroom door. Still clutching her bear, she snuck into the kitchen just in time to see her father shoot her mother in the head and then he turned the gun on himself. The blood spattered on Lindsay and the bear and she let out a wailing scream, for all the world to hear. to be continued>>>>>>