AN: Chapter 2!
Disclaimer: Still not mine.
Danny's POV
I blinked.
Lindsay was sitting by my bed.
I blinked again.
She was crying.
I opened my eyes and everything came back to me.
Shane Casey was in Lucy's room holding a gun.
He had pointed a gun at me when I walked into the room.
He started laughing then pulled the trigger.
He climbed out the window while holding my daughter.
Shane Casey kidnapped my daughter!
"Shane Casey, that son of a bitch!" I yelled attempting to sit up.
Lindsay jumped and then saw me and her face relaxed only a little. I looked at her anger evident on my face. Then I saw why Lindsay hadn't noticed me wake up. Sitting in two chairs in the corner were my mother and father. I looked at them for a moment and considered apologizing for my language, but that ass-hole had just kidnapped my daughter.
"Hello to you to." My dad said grimly.
"Hey, Mom and Dad." I croaked. Apparently getting shot then yelling at the top of your lungs made your voice a little hoarse.
I looked at all of them waiting for someone to tell me if my daughter was safe or not, but their faces answered that for me. Whatever relief they'd felt at seeing me awake had quickly been replaced by worry for Lucy's safety.
"Well? What happened? How close are they to finding Lucy? How long was I out for?" I questioned them.
"They have no leads as of yet, Dan." Lindsay answered sadly. She was in tears and I automatically reached over to her and brushed the hair out of her face ignoring the pain that shot through my torso at this movement. She calmed down a little and continued. "You've been unconscious for three days and had surgery two days ago to remove the bullet 'that son of a bitch' put in your stomach."
"I want to talk to Mac." I stated determinedly. Lindsay just nodded and sighed.
"I didn't want to have to be the one to tell you this, Dan, but there is a possibility that you could relapse and end up temporally paralyzed, or permanently." Lindsay cried. "I know you hated being in that chair, but you can get out of it, you know that."
I nodded in recognition of what she was saying and sighed.
"Let's worry about that later." I grumbled through a clenched jaw. "Let's get our daughter back before we worry about me. Call Mac."
Flack's POV
I stepped out of the elevator on to the floor where Danny was. Mac had mentioned he was awake and getting his statement seemed like a good idea. It also gave me a reason to go see my best friend. I heard arguing coming from his room and I stepped inside to see Danny hobbling his way towards the door.
"I am not just sitting here and doing nothing." Danny yelled taking another wobbly step towards the door. "I'm going to go find Shane Casey."
"How are you going to do that when you can barely walk?" I asked him.
"I'm walking just fine." Danny shot back.
"If I tap you on the arm you'll fall over." I stated glaring at him. "How are you going to take on Casey if you'll just fall over and not be able to get up?"
"I'd be doing something more than laying here and hoping that someone saves my little girl." Danny said letting tears spill down his face for the first time. "I'd be helping, I'd be getting Lucy back, and I'd be out of this white sterilized jail cell."
I put an arm around him and put his arm around my shoulder. I heaved him back over to his bed. Linds tucked the sheets back in around him.
"We are doing everything we can, Danny." I stated.
"You better be." Danny answered. "If he hurts her, I'll kill him. I swear I will."
"I wouldn't expect anything less." I answered.
AN: There we go! Danny's awake, but we still don't know how Mac knows Doctor James Robinson or WHY I gave him a name. This chapter was mostly to show how Danny reacted, but also showed how close he is with Don. Review's are loved!
