Title:
My Sweet, Sweet Boy.
Fandom: CSI New York.
Pairing:
Don/Danny.
Author: Aiden.
Warning: Talk of child rape, child
murder, and paedophilia.
Beta:
SRS/ Silvia *hugs* Thanks girl.
Rating: FRAO.
Summary: He was
disappointed that his sweet blue eyed boy didn't recognise
him.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, if I did they would have much
more fun.
Author's note: Got this bunny after watching Recycling,
no spoilers
just the first few lines after that it's totally
different from the
show. Aiden didn't die and Lindsay is with the
lab but this is not for
Lindsay lovers sorry guys.
"Thank you for stopping by."
Danny bent over the table, "if
you're still here in five minutes, I
think your parol officer is
gonna thank me for stopping by."
The man nodded his head.
Danny turned around and left the restaurant.
Stella watched him
closely; she knew that paedophile cases like this
got to him. When
he stepped out into the sunlight, she noticed that he
flinched for
a minute; she also saw the slight limp when he walked up
to her
and Lindsay, "You're okay?"
"Do you mind driving back?" He asked her.
"No, of course not. Lindsay, get in the back seat will you?"
"Why do I have to…"
"Just do it okay?" Stella opened
the passenger door and waited till
Danny was seated before moving
over to the driver's side. After she
was seated, she looked at
Danny who had already closed his eyes. She
patted his leg lightly,
"Sleep. I'll wake you up when we get to the
lab."
They never noticed the suspect watching them.
"Oh, my sweet
boy," he said out loud. He'd recognise those eyes
anywhere; a
shame that his sweet boy didn't remember him. His blue
eyed boy
had been so sweet and young the day he came to him, so
innocent.
It had taken him a while to make him submit; he'd been a
stubborn
little boy, and as he'd witnessed today, that hadn't
changed
much.
This was going to be so much fun, watching
him trying to catch him.
Oh he had done it, -he had raped and
killed that young boy. And he was
glad that his blond, blue-eyed,
sweet boy was on the case so he could
watch him closely.
He
had survived the attack so many years ago. If only his sweet
boy
could remember his time with him. He shrugged his shoulders.
If his
sweet boy didn't remember, he would help him remember the
fun they'd
had together.
~.~
They arrived at the
lab, and Stella placed her hand on Danny's arm,
squeezing lightly.
"Danny, where here." Danny stirred and slowly
opened his
eyes, filled with pain. "Sit tight," She said, exiting
the
vehicle, walking around to the passenger seat and opened the
door. She
helped Danny out of the car, "Can you walk?"
He
nodded, "Yeah, I'm okay." He slowly made his way up the
stairs with
Stella right beside him. Mac, who was in the hallway,
turned around
when they walked in. He immediately saw that
something was wrong with
the young blond.
He walked over to them, a concerned look in his eyes, "Danny?"
Danny looked up and tried to smile but failed miserably, "I'll be okay."
The marine raised his eyebrow, "Mmhmm,
right," He took Danny by his
arm and led him towards the
elevator.
"What's wrong with him?" Lindsay asked.
Stella looked at her, "It's a long story,"
she sighed and walked over
to the elevator. She wasn't in the mood
to deal with Lindsay right
now; she just wanted to make sure Danny
was okay.
TBC.
