To where you are

Danny deals with is his dad's untimely death and feels old wounds open up.

Author's note: I do not own the characters from Las Vegas or the song, "To where you are."

Who can say for certain
Maybe you're still here
I feel you all around me
Your memory's so clear Who can say for certain
Maybe Who can say for certain

Danny stood in the middle of the casino, in a state of shock.

"Your dad's been in accident," Those words sent him into a state of confusion.

Danny processed the information and asked the logical question. "Is he ok? What hospital is he at?"

"Your dad died." Those words sent him into a state of shock.

"I'm sorry," Those words didn't do anything, didn't bring comfort, and didn't bring assistance. All they brought was…..pain and sadness.

Danny stood in the middle of the casino, slowing feeling the shock turn into pain and sadness.

Danny slowly walked out of the casino. As he passed by, casino co-workers and regulars saw him and said, hi. Danny didn't respond, he was in too much shock. He couldn't speak, he couldn't do anything. He felt like a piece of steel, unable to move. He found himself at the entrance of the hotel. Without a word, he walked out of the hotel and walked down the hotel strip. Danny didn't know where he was going he just walked. He walked and walked until he was at the end of the strip. On the end was a bench. Wanting to rest his feet, Danny sat down. He pondered the news he had been told, "Your dad died." Danny couldn't believe what he had heard. He couldn't believe that his dad had died, he was gone and Danny hadn't said good-bye. Danny didn't tell his dad all the things he wanted to, he never thanked him for being a great father, even when he didn't deserve it. Danny hadn't been the greatest son, he got into trouble a lot as a boy and a teenager, smoking cigarettes or cutting classes or trying to get into a club with a fake id. Danny caused his dad a lot of headache, and he so wanted to apologize for causing him pain, he didn't want his dad to feel any more pain, he had had enough to last him a lifetime. Danny's mother had died years earlier after a long, painful battle with leukemia. Danny remembered the pain he felt when he heard his mom had died.

"She went to heaven, sweetie," his grandmother said, tears forming in her eyes.

Danny, a boy of six, asked, "Is she coming back?"

His grandmother pulled him into her lap for a hug. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. She's not coming back."

Danny began to cry. Danny just sat in his grandma's lap and cried his eyes out. He cried and cried. He wanted so badly for his mommy to come back. He loved his mommy so much.

Fly me up
To where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
To know you're there

Even now, Danny missed her, although he never admitted to anyone not even his dad. Danny sat on the bench and looked up into the sky. He remembered doing that when he was kid. He thought that if he looked close enough he would see his mommy. After the funeral, Danny would spend his time lying on the grass, staring up at the sky, trying so hard to see his mom. Danny wanted to see his mom's beautiful face, her sweet smile that always comforted him. Even now, after all this time, Danny missed her. He wanted to see her. He wanted to see her so she could comfort him in his loss. He wanted to feel her protective arms around him, giving him support and love. Danny just sat on the bench and breathed, "I miss you, Mom. Why aren't you here when I need you?" He closed his eyes and felt a tear come down. He wiped it away quickly and got up to go home.