Has Anyone Seen Don Flack?

Disclaimer: I clearly have no ownership over the CSI: NY franchise or the characters associated with it...doesn't stop me from loving them!


Chapter 1

"Don't worry, you're going to be fine."

There was so much blood pooling around her body, her face painted with shock...

"Don't worry...WHERE'S THE AMBULANCE!?"

She was slowly fading, unconsciousness over whelming her, she looked at me as though I was a stranger...

"Come on Jess stay with me..."

"Don...Don!"

My mind went blank, and when it finally occurred to me where I was I found Mac staring worriedly at me.

"Yeah...I'm fine, fine...didn't hear your car pull up."

He scrutinized me for a moment looking doubtful of my lame answer.

"When was the last time you slept?"

I smiled and shrugged it off, "No really I'm fine."

I was the farthest away from fine I would ever be. I was drowning, and I would be in big trouble if I didn't resurface fast.

~*~

2 days later

"Morning Mac."

Danny rolled himself down the hallway as Mac stepped out of the elevator, and Mac stopped to wait for him.

"What's up Danny? How's Lucy?" asked Mac.

Danny smiled as he thought about his little girl, and what a miracle child she was bringing together him and Lindsay. "She's good, keeps asking when her Godfather's coming to visit."

It was Mac's turn to smile, "Tell her soon," he replied opening the door to his office holding it open for Danny before following him inside.

Mac walked around behind his desk, setting down his coffee and flipping though one of the case files on his desk.

"So what's up?" he asked again still flipping though the autopsy pictures that Sid had sent up from the night before.

"It's Don."

Mac stopped turning pages, and looked up at Danny, who looked as anxious as Mac felt. It was almost as though it was something they were all waiting to happen. Like a bomb set to go off at any moment; they all knew that it had been a tough month and a half for Flack since Jess had died. Although he never said anything and always insisted that he was fine, they all knew him better.

Nobody had really touched too much on the subject while talking directly to him; he would always just brush it off, throwing himself straight into work, as he claimed, "Took his mind off of other things."

Mac raised an eyebrow concernedly, "Don?" he didn't want to jump to conclusions before he heard what Danny had to say.

"Yeah I was wondering if he called you at all within the last two days." Danny asked trying to make it sound casual.

Mac shook his head thinking back, "I haven't really spoken to him since two days ago; I spoke to him briefly at the crime scene, and then the next day I met him at the other one but I haven't seen or spoken to him since."

Danny was silent for a minute contemplating.

"Why do you ask?"

Danny nervously scratched the back of his neck deliberately not making eye contact with Mac. Mac put the file down on the desk and walked around to stand directly in front of Danny.

"What's wrong Danny?" Mac asked nervously unsure if he really wanted to know the answer. Danny sighed, "I wanna say nothing, but I'm not sure that it is nothing."

Danny was starting to test his patience, but Mac remained calm, "Come on Danny just tell me."

"Well I know lately it's been tough for him and I completely understand and respect giving him his privacy, but it's really starting to bug me that I can't seem to get a hold of him."

Mac felt a knot tighten in his stomach, knowing that it was unlike Don not to answer his phone. He was almost always on call, unless he was deliberately ignoring them.

"Did you try calling his home phone?" Mac seriously doubted that Don would have answered any calls that came through his home phone line in the last month, but it was still worth the try.

Danny shook his head, "He won't pick up, but he isn't answering his cell phone. I just went down to precinct and nobody's seen him in the last two days."

That was odd, Don wouldn't just go off without telling anyone; however when you were so caught up in something there was no saying what a person would and would not do. "What about the others, no one had heard or seen Flack in the last two days, didn't he report back to his commanding officer?" Mac asked growing more and more anxious by the minute; he knew that he friend wouldn't be so irresponsible.

Danny hesitated, "I asked Stel, but she hasn't seen him and neither has Hawks or Adam. Sid hasn't seen him since Jess's funeral, and that was over a month ago, I'm really worried about him Mac, he just hasn't been the same person since Jess died."

Mac nodded his understanding, knowing the feeling of being shut out all too well. He had done almost the same thing after Claire had died, and like Don, thrown himself straight back into work. If Peyton hadn't been there for him, or Stella...he didn't know where he would be.

"What do you think we should do? I mean no word into days? I think that's a good enough reason to start tracking him down." Mac put the files back down on his desk thinking fast about who he needed to call. "Tell everyone to keep an eye out for any word on Flack," He started dialling dispatch when something occurred to him.

"Danny have to talked to his sister?" Danny spun his chair back around, "No, him and Sam aren't exactly on pleasant terms right now I doubt she could tell me where he was anyway."

"It doesn't hurt to try." Mac answered hopefully, he didn't want to believe that anything serious had happened to Flack, he knew that his friend was coping, but he also needed to know that he was safe wherever he was.

Danny nodded, "Don't worry Mac, I'll find him."


A/N: I know short chapter...I'm working on it as well as updates for my previous stories and a couple of new ones as well! I've been so busy and I've had no time to write...I had to post this one before the episode came out :D R&R!