A/N: Hello! I'm back (previously 'Convention Obsessive') And I've got a new computer so having some major formatting problems as you can probably see (unless I've sorted them by the time you read this...)

It's been a good couple of years since I've written anything so feel free to leave constructive criticism in the comments!

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy this little mind-fart of a piece.

OUTED:

"You stupid, crazy man!" Danny yelled, running up to Don who was now slumped in a heap on the sidewalk. He heard Mac overtake him and then the thump of two men hitting the ground but his attention was only on Flack.

"Hey, hey can you hear me buddy? Come on sweetie talk to me!"

Danny whispered frantically as he rolled Don onto his lap.

"Come on Donny, talk to me man!"

Lindsey came running up behind the two men and crouched by Danny's side.

"I'm calling an ambulance, hang in there Flack!"

Lindsey frowned as she brought out her cell, keeping an eye on the two men by her side whilst talking to dispatch. She couldn't quite place the look on Danny's face but something was definitely up. She'd never seen Danny look so worried! Admittedly the sight of Don going down hard after the perp had turned and smacked him across the head with a crowbar had been enough to make her stomach drop but Danny's worry seemed out of place…

She pushed her thoughts to the back of her mind as she hailed down the approaching ambulance and watched as Mac and Stella bundled the perp into the back of the squad car, a look of satisfaction gracing her face as she noted Mac was being none to gentle with his handling of the bastard.

The paramedics were beginning to assess Don where he lay, still half in Danny's lap, and the as blood gushing out of a cut on his forehead began to slow; Flack opened his eyes slowly.

"Danny?" he groaned, trying to sit up. The movement was immediately too much for him and he promptly turned and vomited on the ground.

"Shh don't move, come on let these guys help you, Don" soothed Danny, sliding out from underneath Flack as the paramedics lifted him onto a gurney.

As they wheeled him towards the ambulance, Danny turned to Mac with a pleading look in his eye but before he could even open his mouth, Mac cut him off with

"Go, look after him - we'll follow on when we've finished processing"

Danny sent him a grateful smile and climbed in after Flack, the ambulance doors slamming behind him.