A/N: I return!!! Haha but no I've been any from fanfic way too long and my last story came up a bust 'cause I just couldn't commit to the story but I've found one I really want to do. After the fifth season finale of CSI: NY I was compelled to take a shot at the awaiting Season 6 that will take all too long to air This story is my AU attempt at the episodes to come, so please r&r!! :-)

DISCLAIMER: I unfortunately do not have any rights to CSI: NY…*tear*…

One: Sullivan's

Everyone raised their glasses to Jessica and took a sip. The team was almost smiling until the sound of breaking glass caused everybody to duck. Bottles exploded and tables were knocked over by falling bar patrons. Mac put his hands over his head and tried to look around at his team, who were also low to the ground. Stella and Hawkes met eyes with him the same surprise on their faces as he was sure he had. Once the firing stopped, he heard tires squeal followed by a sickening silence. He stood and surveyed the room.

"Is everyone alright?" he yelled, looking back to Stella, Hawkes and Don who had made his way over to them. They turned to Sid who was sitting up against a table.

"I'm fine, just some ringing in my ears," he assured them.

"Danny…Danny!" Lindsay was kneeling over Danny frantically holding her hand against the bleeding wound in his chest. He was awake, his hand gripping to the arm of her shirt. Blood was seeping from beneath him also; the bullet had penetrated his back and gone straight through his chest.

"Flack, call 911," he said rushing over beside Lindsay. She was trying to talk to him but she was already unable to hold back her tears in front of him.

"Lindsay…I'll be okay… Don't cry hon…" Danny wheezed his grip on her sweater slackening. Sheldon came over to Danny and looked him over.

"I need to see his back; he may have been hit more than once. This might sting Danny be strong," he told them, as Mac helped him onto his side. As he feared, there were two holes in his back and only one exit wound.

"There's one still inside, Flack how long for the ambulance?" Hawkes asked.

"Two minutes out," he responded, still staying on the line with dispatch.

"Only two minutes Danny, two minutes. Please stay awake," she said stroking his hair gently. He was smiling up at her as his breathing became erratic and labored.

"I'm not goin'… Anywhere, got it?" he told her. She smiled through the tears as best she could but the warm liquid soaking her hand and covering her shirt scared her to death. Sirens could be heard approaching the bar quickly, giving everyone hope. Stella and Sid were helping up the several other customers and sitting them down so statements could be taken when the other officers arrived.

"Keep holding the pressure Linds, you're doing great," Hawkes told her as the paramedics finally pulled up. They rushed in with a gurney and their equipment bags. Hawkes explained Danny's condition while the team could only stand and watch them quickly start Danny on oxygen and bandaging his wounds as the went along, finally loading him into the ambulance, Lindsay still at his side. The sirens blared again as the vehicle took off towards the nearest hospital carrying two of their friends with it.

"He's going to pull through," Sid said quietly, to both himself and those around him.

"We need to figure out who did this," Flack said solemnly, trying to control the emotions that threatened to take hold of him, "I'll go to the hospital, Lindsay needs someone there while Danny's in surgery."

"My kit's in the car," Stella said.

"Mine too," Hawkes added. Mac looked at his team then at the destroyed bar.

"Let's get to work."

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She sat in one of the chairs in the small row against the corridor wall. She had just gotten off the phone with Danny's mother who was looking after Lucy for the night and was crying again quietly. It had only been hours since they lost Jessica, if she lost Danny she didn't know what she would do. The thought scared her more than anything had in her life. He had to be alright, there was no other possibility. She needed her husband, Lucy needed her daddy. She brought her feet up onto the chair and wrapped her arms around her knees as she had when she was a child.

"Lindsay." Flack walked up and sat down beside, placing a gentle hand on her back. She leaned against his chest and let the tears flow in the safety of his arms.

"I'm scared Don, I can't lose him, what would I-" she couldn't finish her sentence. He rubbed her back as she tried to regain her composure.

"You're not going to lose him Linds, he won't give up, not for anything. You and Lucy are his life, and he's too damn stubborn," he told her. He sat back so he could look at her, "No one else is dying, we're not losing anymore friends. We just have to wait for him to come around."

"Thank you for coming. I know how hard it is for you to be here," she told him wiping her eyes.

"I need to be here, make sure history doesn't repeat itself," he said trying to smile, "He was there for me, I need to be here for both of you." Lindsay smiled through her tear soaked cheeks. She looked up at him and straightened his jacket that she had ruffled.

"You're an amazing friend. I know he'd be glad that you're here." They turned back to face the opposite wall, Lindsay leaning on Don's shoulder. All they could do now was wait.

So??? I haven't written for a while, let me know what you think! I'm typing up chapter two as we speak so I'll update soon Til then hugs and kisses!! Jessica xoxoxo