Chapter Three
"Lindsay who? Monroe?" Danny asked dropping his sandwich in complete shock.
"Yeah." She said as she looked up at her boyfriend whose eyebrows were almost touching his hair. "Why?"
"Can I see his paperwork?" Danny asked removing his gaze from the little boy to his girlfriend.
"No Danny and you know that." She said eating her salad. "Why what's going on?"
"Nothing." Danny said as he picked his sandwich up and continued to watch Damon.
Damon had been sitting closest to the door simply playing with matchboxes, and the occasional Tonka Truck. When he saw another little boy come towards him gazing at his toy car with a mean look on his face. He didn't know what to do, the other boy was taller and bigger than Damon so when he went to reach for his toy, being a Messer, Damon fought him.
"Mine." Damon said as he got up to walk away from the bigger boy. Frustrated with Damon the bigger boy shoved him in the back causing him to slam his head into the corner of a toy chest.
"Uh oh." The bigger boy said as he looked up at the teacher.
"Noah, what did you do?" the blonde asked rushing over to Noah and Damon.
Danny had knelt next to the little boy and rolled him over to look at his head. The toy chest, the carpet, and the little boy were all covered in blood. Danny studied the little boy who was trying to wiggle away from him as he whimpered in pain. "Hold still kid, I need to see how bad your head is."
"Mama." The little boy cried as he fought off Danny.
"Let me get a rag, so we can see how bad his cut is." The blonde said as she took Noah and sat him in a chair while leaving Danny with Damon.
"Damon, no don't touch it." Danny said as he grabbed the little boy's hand before he could touch the wound and after having Danny release his hand he hit Danny in the arm, while his other hand rubbed his eye. "ah! Don't hit me kid or I'll leave." Damon swung at him again and whimpered for his mother. The blonde handed him the rag slightly amused and Danny did his best to stop the bleeding and clean Damon's forehead off. "He's gonna need stitches."
"NO." the little screamed as he continued to fight and kick at Danny. "want mama."
"She's at a scene with no cell service." Danny told the little boy as he picked him up and settled him on his hip.
"What are you going to do with him?" the blonde asked as she tried to scrub the blood out of the rug.
"Take him down the Sid." Danny replied.
"WHAT! Danny he's not dead." The blonde freaked looking up at Danny in horror, the blonde's screaming frightened Damon more causing him to bury his head in Danny's shoulder crying.
"I know that, I mean Sid can stitch him up." Danny said as he walked over to the sink. "Do you have any sippy cups or anything he can take with him?"
"Yeah, in the cabinet, should have his name on it." She replied as she watched Damon, his head resting against Danny's shoulder and his bloody fist was balled up around Danny's shirt.
"Got it." Danny said as he headed towards the door with the toddler. "I'm gonna need that paperwork now, for Sid."
"Fine." She said as she went into the filing cabinet in the back of the room and got Damon's folder.
"Damon Rhys Messer." Danny read aloud as he opened the door to exit. "You didn't catch on to the same last name or initials?" He didn't give her a chance to answer before the door closed.
Autopsy
"Sid!" Danny called as he got off the elevator and headed towards Sid's office.
"What can I do for you young detective?" Sid asked standing from his chair.
"Stitch this kid up, so he doesn't have to go to the hospital." Danny said as he motioned to Damon who was still on his hip, head laying against his shoulder.
"Uh…Danny I don't know if I can do that." Sid said as he took the boy from Danny and placed him on an examining table.
"Why?" Danny asked as he watched Damon trying to touch his wound again, so he gently grabbed his wrist and placed it down at his side. For the first time Danny's eyes connected with the little boy's, and a chill instantly ran down his spine. He had his eyes and Lindsay's eyelashes. This little boy, his little boy, his and Montana's little boy, had no idea who he was, that's why he kept fighting him, he was scared. Danny let go of the boy's wrist and looked at Sid. "Please Sid just do it."
"Danny," Sid started as he motioned to the boy. "Who is he? How did you even get in contact with a what? 15 month old?"
"Here." Danny said handing him the folder. "There was an accident in the daycare."
"Not once has there been an accident in the daycare, but the day a Messer arrives..." Sid trailed off as he walked off to get the necessary supplies.
"Mommy." Damon said as he looked up at Danny waiting for a response. Danny ran a hand through the boy's blonde hair and moved Damon's hand away from his head again.
"I know, trust me when she hears her voicemail you'll know." Danny replied as he smirked at the little boy's confusion and Sid returned. "Is this gonna hurt?"
"You shouldn't feel a thing Danny." Sid said as he studied the little boy's cut. "So…"
"So…what?" Danny asked already aggravated with Sid.
"Who's the mom, is it that daycare lady? The blonde." Sid stated as he pulled out a needle causing Damon to wince and start shaking his head.
"No." Danny said with a disgusted face. His attention was diverted to Damon who looked terrified.
"No." Damon said as he pointed to the needle, looking at Danny silently pleading with him.
"Sid is that really necessary?" Danny asked as he stepped right up against the table where Damon was sitting.
"Yeah." Sid said simply. "You want me to sedate him?"
"Can you do that?" Danny asked, Damon had rested his head against Danny's chest.
"Danny Messer!" Lindsay growled as she entered autopsy and started beating on his shoulder blades and smacking the back of his head, not seeing that her son was on the other side of him. "Where is my son?"
"Right here." Danny said as he moved from in front of Damon.
"Mama." Damon cried as he saw his mother.
"Back from the dead and everything." Danny said coldly as he walked away and headed for the elevator.
"Danny!" Lindsay called after him.
"Daddy." Damon called after along with Lindsay.
