Title: The Way Of : CSI New York.
Pairing: Mac/Danny.
Chapter: (1/?)
Author: Aiden.
Warning: dark thoughts, angst, disability (amputation)
Rating: FRAO.
Beta: The always wonderful Becca/Paul *hugs* Hey he came up with the
title, again.
Summary: He wanted to die.
Author's note: This is an AU Mac is with CSI Danny is an Army Ranger serving in Iraq. He gets severely wounded after an explosion, resulting in loosing both his legs.

He regained consciousness and someone was yelling at him, "Danny stay with me okay!? Where is that damn chopper!?"

"Mike?" Danny tried to figure out what happened.

"You're gonna be okay, you hear. Just stay with me," He was glad the morphine was working, Danny wasn't in any severe pain.

He nodded, what happened? The last thing he remembered was driving the hummer and laughing with the guys and then, nothing. He felt light headed and in a daze, what did they give him he didn't feel a thing. That was good right, nothing was wrong with him? He lifted his head and looked at his body; it seemed to be all in one piece. He let his eyes wander further down, where were his legs? That's when it dawned on him, where were his legs? "MIKE, MIKE WHERE ARE THEY?!!" he started screaming.

Mike laid his hands on Danny's shoulders and tried to keep him down, "Easy Danny, you'll be okay." He looked up when he heard the chopper approaching, finally.

"NO, LET ME DIE, I WANT TO DIE!!!" Danny started to struggle against Mike firm grip. The chopper landed and two men jumped out with the gurney and a backboard running towards them. They put him on the backboard and strapped him tightly onto it, making sure he couldn't move.

"Okay on three," they lifted the board onto the gurney and where in the chopper and air born in minutes. "How do you feel?" Mike bent over to his friend.

"Why didn't you let me die?!" Danny yelled.

~.~

Mac was dozing off in the chair next to the bed, holding Danny's hand. He had been in and out of consciousness for the last couple days, they gave him meds to make sure he wasn't in any pain. He had a crushed pelvis, broken right hip, concussion, they had to operate on him twice because of an internal bleeding and he had lost both his legs. He jerked awake when Danny squeezed his hand, "Danny?" Mac stood, "Come on Danny, wake up."

The young man slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times. "Mac?"

"Hey babe," Mac smiled. "You know where you are?"

Danny tried to remember, "Hospital?" he looked around, trying to focus on his surroundings. "Why am I at the hospital?"

"You don't remember?" Mac looked at him closely, he saw that Danny was trying to concentrate.

"I'm just so tired," Danny closed his eyes, already dozing off.

"Go back to sleep," Mac bent over and kissed his forehead. He sighed, Mike had told him exactly what had happened and what Danny had said. He was an ex-marine and had seen and heard it before, soldiers who where wounded on the battlefield begging to let them die. He was scared, scared of how Danny would react to the fact he had lost his legs.

He heard the door open and looked up, "She wanted her daddy," the woman said, holding a little girl in her arms.

Mac took her in his arms, "Hey Sweetie."

"Daddy, pappy hurt?" She pointed at Danny.

"Yes pumpkin, pappy hurt. But pappy will be okay, I promise."

"How is he?" the woman asked.

"He woke up a few minutes ago, he doesn't seem to remember what happened," he smiled at her. "I'm not sure how I can thank you for being here, Lisa."

"That's okay, I'm glad I could help. Aiden called she is going to be here in a few minutes."

"Mac?" he turned around seeing Danny awake again.

He walked over to the bed, "Look who's awake."

"Pappy," the little girl stretched out her arms.

"No babe, pappy needs to rest. You can stay with pappy in a few days okay, why don't you go with Aunt Lisa to find something to drink?" He handed her over to Lisa.

"Let's see if we can find something, okay?" She smiled at Mac and walked out of the room.

"Do you remember something?" Mac moved back to Danny's side.

"I…I'm not sure," He saw the frown on the young man's forehead. "I remember the guys and me talking, I was driving."

Mac nodded, "Yeah that's right, you where driving." He was glad the meds helped, he didn't seem to be in any pain.

"Charlie was telling a joke and we started laughing and then…," his eyes went wide and Mac knew he remembered.

"Babe look at me, you're gonna be okay." He saw the panic in Danny's eyes.

The young man lifted his head and he saw it, "No," he whispered. "NO!!!!" he screamed.

"Please Danny, babe look at me."

"Why didn't he let me die! I begged him to let me die!"

Aiden who was just walking towards the door, stopped in her tracks. "Oh Danny," a sob escaping her lips.

TBC.