This is a CSI:NY fic. I do not own this programme so please do not sue me for borrowing the characters.

This is my first fic. It is set in New York and the characters of Mac and Danny are younger. Danny is 15 and Mac is 33. Mac's wife is still alive, he has not long joined the police force.

**It will contain discipline of a teenager so if you don't like this please don't read it. Also has some swearing.**

Mac and his partner, Steve, were patrolling a new area. Steve had worked here before but it was the first time Mac had been in this area. It was very run down and there seemed to be a lot of vandalism.

"This is the Tanglewood Boys area. They run all the business here. Their leader is a lout called Sonny and his second is Louie. They get all the younger boys involved in their business."

"Is there nothing we can do about it?" Mac asked.

"We've tried but Sonny is one smart SOB. The last cop that tried to get him took early retirement. You be careful, he never forgets a slight."

Mac was glad for any help he could get. He had thought about joining the Chicago police but his wife Claire had got a high powered job in New York and they had decided to move here. Mac was enjoying it and Steve was a good officer.

A few nights later a call came in about a robbery from a grocery store, they made their way as quickly as they could. An old man was waiting outside. "See what they did?" he asked when he saw them arrive. "Look those hooligans broke my window." He pointed to a group of youths hanging out beside the opposite shop.

"We never touched it old man," one of them shouted. "You're losing it." He made a rude gesture and the group laughed.

"Did you see them do it?" Steve asked.

"No but you know and I know, it was them," the man said.

"Yeh but I need proof, you know that."

"I know," he replied angrily. "What you want me dead in my bed before you do anything?"

"No Mr. Pavros, I don't but you know how it is."

"I know." He picked up his broom and started to sweep up the glass from his broken front window.

The gang of youths made off.

"That's the Tanglewood Boys," Steve said. "The one that spoke was Sonny, the one to his left was Louie."

"Is there nothing we can do?"

"Nope, Sonny's too clever. He never gets caught doing any of the dirty work. It's always the younger boys that get caught and they're too frightened to say anything."

A young boy of about 15 went over to Mr Pavros," Are you alright?" he asked.

The two officers watched in case there was going to be any more trouble. "You were with them Danny," the man said in an accusing voice.

"I'm sorry but I had to stay with Louie. I'll help you." He bent down to pick up some glass.

Mac walked over,"Is everything all right? Is this one of the boys that broke your window?" The boy looked up at him and then at Mr. Pavros.

"No. This is Danny."

"Danny," Mac said holding out his hand. Danny stared at him but refused to shake hands.

"Daniel, where are your manners?" a voice said from behind. "The nice police officer wants to be your friend."

"Get lost, Louie."

"And you are?" Mac asked.

"You not heard of me?"

"No." He was sure he heard a laugh from the younger boy. Louie's hand flew out and hit Danny on the side of the head.

"Get home, papa's waiting." Danny got to his feet and ran off.

"You stay away from my brother, if you know what's good for you," he threatened and walked off.

"Best listen to him, he's a nasty piece of work."

"He's Louie Messer. Is the young boy his brother?"

"Yes, that's Danny. He's a good boy but that Louie is going to get him in trouble."

"What about their parents?"

The man laughed. "Parents? The father's a drunk and the mother's old before her time. She works all the hours God sends and he drinks it all. She tried to keep Danny in school but Louie has more of an influence on him than she has."

"Pity," Mac said.

"He's clever, was doing well at school but he never goes now. I let him help in the shop but Louie is determined he's going to join him. And he will too, what option has he got?"

"Mac," Steve shouted. "Got another call, a break in." Mac ran to the car and they sped off.

Suddenly Mr. Pavros was grabbed from behind," You leave my brother alone or you'll find your shop burnt down, got me?"

Mr. Pavros nodded. "Good."

Mac couldn't get the boy's face out of his mind, he reminded him of someone but he wasn't sure who. He wished he could do something for him. The next evening they were passing the park. Danny was practising hitting a baseball. He was good. Mac got out and went over to speak to him.

"You're good," he said.

"Thanks."

"Ever think about going back to school and going on to college?"

"What would be the point? My family can't afford it."

"You could get a scholarship."

"Thought I told you to stay away from my brother?" Louie said appearing from behind some bushes.

"Free world," Mac said.

"Danny come on."

"Think on what I said."

Later that night, outside a small shop, Mac saw Danny standing against the door. He hammered on the door when he saw the car. Mac and Steve got out. "What are you doing here?"

"Just standing. No law against it."

They heard a noise inside and both of them rushed in, the owner was tied up and all the cigarettes were gone as was the bottles of drink. They untied him. "That boy was their lookout," he said. Mac ran out just in time to see Danny run down an alley. He gave chase.

Danny was fast but Mac was faster. All his training as a Marine had left him very fit. Danny jumped onto a wire fence and was climbing up when Mac grabbed the back of his jeans. He pulled him back, Danny landed on his backside in the dirt. "Bastard," he said looking up.

"Mind your mouth," Mac said pulling him to his feet.

"Ow!" the boy said. Mac looked down. Danny's jeans were ripped from the knee down and there was blood.

Mac pulled him over to a crate and made him sit on it. "Let me go," he said.

"Sit down and let me look at this," Mac said.

"I could sue the police department," Danny said.

"You could try," Mac laughed. "You were part of that robbery."

"Prove it?" Danny said. Mac knew Danny was right, he couldn't prove it.

"I'll take you to the hospital," he said.

"Don't need no hospital. I'll be fine," he tried to walk off but his leg gave way and Mac managed to catch him before he hit the ground.

"I can see you're all right." He helped him to the car.

"Gonna bleed all over your nice car," Danny said.

"You can clean it." Danny snorted. "Which hospital?"

"None of them will look at it, I don't have insurance. There's a free clinic in the next street. If you drop me off there I'll be fine."

"No way," Mac said. "I'll take you in and then I'll take you home. Think I should speak to your parents."

"They're not in," Danny said. "Papa's at the bar and Mama's working."

Mac helped him in. A nurse came over when she saw Mac's uniform. "He in trouble? We don't want no trouble makers here."

"He just cut his leg."

"Okay, cubicle over there," she pointed.

Danny lay down on the trolley, his leg was really sore but there was no way he was going to tell the cop that. The nurse came back. She lifted up a pair of scissors and made to cut his jeans.

"Hey they cost good money," he said pulling his leg away.

"They need to come off so I can see the cut, the bottom of them is already cut."

"Just leave them the f**k alone."

Mac took his chin in his hand and made him face him. "If I hear you speak like that again, I'm going to wash that mouth out with soap. Understand?"

"Yeh, whatever."

The nurse washed, stitched and bandaged his leg. She handed him a prescription. You need to take these to stop infection."

Mac took it. "I'll get it filled for him," he said.

They stopped at a pharmacy on the way back. "Stay here," Mac said.

He handed the pills to Danny when he came back. "Right where do you live?" Danny shut his mouth," I can radio in and find out."

Mac stopped the car at the next red light, Danny was out the door and away. Mac couldn't believe how fast he moved on that sore leg. He ran up the alley after him but in the dark he could see nothing. "I can find out where you live, Danny. This is not the end of this."

He got back in the car and drove back to the shop. Steve was standing waiting outside. "He get away?"

"Yes. We couldn't hold him anyway, could we?"

"Nope. Let's get back. You owe me a coffee and a doughnut."

TBC

Please let me know if I should continue this, reviews would be very welcome.