Danny stood outside Lindsay room. He watched through the glass as the nurse finished with Lindsay's IV. Lindsay was lying upright in her bed, talking with Stella and Hawkes. Mac stood behind Stella. Their three-year-old son, Skyler, was sitting on the bed, holding Lindsay's hand. Skyler was practically Lindsay's clone. Same color hair, eyes, brains, and heart. Every time Lindsay came home, Skyler would bombard her with questions about her day. The doctors had bandaged Lindsay up and fixed most of her injuries. However, Lindsay had to stay the night for observations of her skull fracture.
Danny stomach churned uneasily at the thoughts of his wife's beating. Lindsay's left wrist had been broken from the force of the suspects pipe swing. The doctors had set her wrist in a brace. Two ribs had been broken, but there was no danger to Lindsay, they would heal on their own. Her skull fracture was another story, there was no damage to her brain, but the doctors wanted to be on the safe side. However, they couldn't confirm if Lindsay was still pregnant, or if she had lost the baby.
"Mommy, you gonna be ok." Skyler said. The only thing Skyler didn't have from Lindsay, was his accent and his 'way with words'. That was pure Danny. And hearing Skyler say that, was like hearing Danny say it himself.
Danny felt his heart break hearing his son. Those words gave Danny no comfort, or reassurance. Mac looked over at Danny through the window. Danny wiped the straying tears from his face and turned from the room. He practically ran out of the hospital, dodge patients and doctors alike. Danny blocked out everything around him. He struggled with himself to stay strong. He couldn't break, not now.
The cold air hit Danny like a ton of bricks. He rounded the corner of the hospital. Danny paced about for two seconds, then he slammed his fist into the wall of the hospital. All his pent up emotions let loose as he repeatedly punched the wall of the hospital. He could feel the bones break under the force he put in each punch, but he continued nonetheless.
"Danny!"
Danny stopped abruptly and turned. Mac stood at the corner, watching him in disappointment. Danny leaned against the wall of the hospital and wiped his eyes. His fist throbbed painfully as he set it against his leg. The fabric of his pants soon soaked up the blood.
Mac walked up to Danny, "What the hell has gotten into you?"
Danny remained silent, breathing heavily. His fist shook against his leg.
"Four officers and Lindsay have been hospitalized and you're out here breaking your hand! You should be by her side, helping her!" Mac yelled.
"He wasn't supposed to be in the alley!" Danny snapped. He looked up at his silent boss and let loose. "All the evidence said that he should've been in the building, not in the alley waiting for us. He should've been able to shoot down four cops and then make a break for it! Lindsay shouldn't have been the one to follow him into the alley!
"He baited her after him, Mac. He lured her into the alley and that son of a bitch snuck up behind her and beat her with a pipe. He broke two of her ribs, fractured her skull and then tried to kill her with her own gun!" Danny paused, letting the tears fall again. "I told her to stay with the officer's for her safety. I'm the reason she's in there now and I'll be the reason if she lost the baby! The son of a…"
Mac grabbed Danny's shoulder firmly, "Danny-"
"He beat her, Mac." Danny sobbed. "He beat her real bad."
Mac pulled Danny into a tight embrace. Danny let himself cry on Mac's shoulder for the second time. Everyone held Lindsay close to their hearts, but Lindsay was Danny's entire world. The guilt of being the cause of Lindsay's condition was too much for Danny, let alone being the cause of his own child's death. Danny couldn't handle it anymore.
"Listen to me, Danny. She needs you. She in there, just as scared as you are, now. Now we all know how strong Lindsay is, but this is one time that she needs someone with her. She needs you, with her, right now." Mac explained.
Danny nodded. Mac continued, "Lindsay's never backed down once, but this isn't a fight she can win on her own. You hear me, Danny?"
"Yeah, Mac. I hear you." Danny said.
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yeah...punching a wall just seemed like something Danny would do.
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