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A/N: I have a snow day and free time….I might play off Staten Island Christmas with this one so consider it 10 years after that fateful Christmas….
Suspect on the run NYPD in pursuit. The suspect is known to be armed and dangerous.
"Danny, back ups around the corner, Lay off." Don shouted after the blur Danny left behind. "Danny the guy is armed, lay off!!" Don shouted again as he ran after Messer.
Just then, there was a shot heard through the streets. "Shit Messer." Flack cringed as he picked up his pace and rounded the corner. He skidded to a quick stop. There lay Danny splayed out on the ground, a gun shot to his stomach just below the vest he at least had on.
"SHIT MESSER, you son of a..." Flack shouted as he skidded to his knees next to Danny and applied pressure to the wound. "Damn it Messer, when will you learn that you have to listen to me!"
"I think this does it." Danny tried to joke through the pain.
"You're a real wise ass, Messer." Don said shaking his head. "This is detective Flack I have an officer down behind Doohan's brewery. I repeat officer down."
"Hold on Messer, You'll be good, just hold on." He said applying more pressure as blood continued to seep out of the hole in Danny's stomach.
"Hey," Danny sputtered and coughed. "Tell Lindsay and the kids that I love them." Danny said as he started to struggle for breath.
"No, Danny, don't go there. Shit. "Fuck I need that bus NOW." Danny stay with me."
"Look after them for me Flack, just don't sleep with Montana."
"Messer the bus is two minutes away I can hear it hang in there, you ain't leaving them behind, and I would never sleep with your girl."
"What do we got??" A young EMT jumped out of the back of the ambulance that showed up.
"Danny Messer, CSI, gun shot to the abdomen, about 8 minutes ago."
"He's lost a lot of blood. Knowles lets go." The emt shouted to the other as they loaded hi up into the ambulance, and took off, Don sitting in the "family seat"
The beeping was insane, as were the shouts of the ambulance, but all there was was pain for Danny, The pain that he may never see his wife and kid again, the fact that he and Lindsay were coming up on there 10 year anniversary. That he may never see Joey play baseball again. That he would never see who Olivia turned out to be, she was only 5, just starting to discover the world away from Mom and Dad. The fact that he should not be this stupid: that he should have learned his lesson after the Pino incident. What would she do, he promised he would never hurt her again, that he would never leave her again, and here he was breaking that promise out of his own stupidity. He never wanted to break that promise.
He felt himself rolling along but all he saw was the occasional blur of a bright rectangular light. What do we have April….Det. Danny Messer, 42, gun shot to the lower abdomen, occurred close to 12 minutes ago…Okay lets rush surgery, I won't lose a cop on my watch….Det. Messer, You're going to be fine we are taking you into surgery now, just hang in there….then it was pleasant, happy, the pain was dulled. Surrounded by bright white and a dull yellow all at the same time.
Flack watched as they rolled Danny away, past that red line that normal no non MD or RN was allowed to cross. Surgery. Shit Messer, why didn't you listen. Don thought as he shook his head to clear his thoughts. He had to call Lindsay, he just couldn't this would kill her, he couldn't do that to her. Instead, he started to dial. "Hey Mac, we have a problem…"
"Olivia, shhhh. What's the matter sweetie?" Lindsay tried to soothe her who had been crying for the last half an hour.
"I want Daddy." She cried into her pillow.
"Olivia, sweetie. Daddy will be home soon."
"No he won't Daddy's hurt."
"How do you know that?" Lindsay asked as she rubbed her daughters back.
"I just know, Daddy's hurt." She said wiping her eyes and pulling close to her the nubby teddy bear with the leathery footprints and one eye shown shut that her Daddy had gotten for her.
"Mom! Telephone!" Joey shouted "It's Uncle Mac!"
"Okay, Joe, no need to shout." Lindsay called, glancing back at Olivia who had curled back up into a ball around her teddy and began crying again. She smoothed out the little girls long blonde wavy hair. And kissed her cheek as she left to answer the phone in the living room.
"Hey Mac, What's up?"
"Hey Lindsay." Mac said solemnly.
"That's not a good tone Mac, what's wrong?" Lindsay said looking back in the direction of her daughters room.
"I'm so sorry Linds, but it's Danny, he's been shot."
"Where is he Mac?"
"They rushed him to Lenox Hill. He's in surgery."
"I'll be there as soon as possible." Lindsay said as she slammed the phone down. "Oh God." She said as she sunk to the couch.
"Mom is everything okay?" Joey asked as he saw his mom sink down.
"Daddy's hurt." She said looking sideways to the toe headed boy that saved both their lives 10 years ago.
"How bad?" he asked eyes welling up a little. He was like his father in too many ways, one of which was that he didn't like others to see him upset, or to cry.
"I don't know." Lindsay shook her head. "Don't tell your sister, I don't know how she knows but she knows." Lindsay choked up.
"Okay Mommy." Joey said as he faked a yawn to rub tears out of his eyes. Lindsay hugged her son then stood up and left the apartment.
She stood in front of her neighbors red front door, before she started pounding away her frustrations. "What the hell, who is it!?" Came a shout from an elderly woman as she swung the door open. "Oh Lindsay, What's wrong honey?" Iris Douglas asked as she noted the tears in her neighbors eyes.
"Oh, god Iris, it's Danny, he's he's in the hospital, and I, I need." Lindsay shook off her tears. "Could you watch the kids?"
"Of course honey." Iris said as she grabbed her keys and locked the door, then ushered Lindsay back into her apartment.
"Thanks Iris."
"Not a problem." Iris said as she hugged Joey who came to stand next to his mom, and Iris. "I've got these two as long as you need me to watch them, go take care of that pain in the ass you married." Iris smiled as Lindsay gathered up her purse and slid on a pair of flats before leaning down and kissing Joey. "Be good, Joe." Lindsay smiled.
"Where are you going Mommy?" Olivia asked as she wandered out to the living room to see all the commotion, Buggy the teddy bear still held tightly in her grasp.
"Mommy has to go take care of something for work, so Aunt Iris is going to watch you for a little while okay?" Lindsay said as cheerfully as she could as she squatted down to be eyelevel with the 5 year old.
"Okay, Mommy. I love you."
"I love you too sweetie." Lindsay said as she placed a kiss to Olivia's forehead.
"It'll be okay Linds." Iris said as she pick up a tearful Olivia. "He's a fighter."
"Yea, yea he is." Lindsay replied as she turned and headed to the emotional rollercoaster she was about to embark on.
A/N: what you think??? Too generic??? I have a pretty good idea as to where I'm going with this yea Definitely, Maybe, I don't know, we'll see. Find the hint. Wink wink