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Spoilers: Seasons 1-4
a/n: here goes...
Danny slumped against the wall of his office and slid slowly to the floor. Lindsay followed him through the door, closing it behind her. She leaned against the wall next to him, watching him carefully.
"Why do I have to get things so shit?" Danny asked. "I mean, yeah, obviously I'm not the only one, hell you've had a lot of shit to deal with, but I dunno..." Danny trailed off.
Lindsay slid to the floor to join him.
"Everyone gets it hard sometimes, Danny," she reassured.
"Yeah, but with me it just seems to be constant, one after the other, spaced out so I never fully get over it. You should hear some of the shit i get?"
Lindsay nodded, knowing it would be better for him to let it out.
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"Well I grew up kinda shitty in the first place, I mean I was under surveilance since I was a kid. Dad wasn't aroung much. I suppose the crap didn't really start till a year before you came," Danny said, looking at Lindsay. "I got on the promotional grid, it was great, but then there was this bust. I paniced, fired my piece. A cop died and I was certain I hit him. Everything was messed up, turns out it wasn't me that hit him, but I stood on some toes and got taken of the grid." Danny tilted his head back and sighed. "Things went south from there. Aiden got fired and it hurt, so when you came I was such a kid and bullied you."
Lindsay smiled slightly, "You didn't bully me. It was just teasing."
Danny shrugged, "But then there was the whole thing with me and Louie, that was messed up. He got himself in trouble, so I kept lending him money. I never checked how bad it was, I didn't know till they put him in a coma."
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Danny blinked back his tears, "They're gonna take him off the life machine. He's been on it for two and a half years, the only reason he hasn't been let go already is cause of my mother. She won't let them, but it's been so long. I dunno how much longer he can last."
Lindsay took Danny's hand and rubbed it gently, encouraging him to continue.
"Then there was that thing with Stella, when she killed Frankie. That affected all of us, it was bad."
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"You remember then, Aiden was murdered. She died trying to put a sick bastard behind bars, a murderer and a rapist. She really was a hero." Danny took a breath and continued. "The bomb came next, you were there. I was so worried, but you were ok, it was Don and Mac they couldn't find. I couldn't stay in the hospital with Don when they brought him in. It was just like with Louie, it hurt like hell to see him so vulnerable. I couldn't be there."
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"Finally things looked good, Flack was back and me and you, we were having fun. You scared the shit outta me that time you went under-cover," Danny said smiling.
Lindsay shook her head slightly, "I had to do it, it was my responsibility."
"Yeah, ok. That's when I really knew you were different to any other girls, they really didn't mean much. But you kept pushing me away."
Lindsay looked up at Danny, pulling away slightly. "I'm sorry about that, I just couldn't."
Danny shook his head, "I know that, the stuff you delt with. I dunno how you did it, but you did and we got together. Of course what happened then? A drug bust with a hostage situation and hydrogen bomb thrown in for good measure."
Danny flexed his left hand. "It's not the same, from when they crushed it. I had nightmares after that day, for ages."
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"And then there was..." Danny stopped and wiped his eyes. "The bodega robbery. When Ruben... when he died. And I, I just couldn't do anything. The guilt, it ate at me for so long. The 'ifs', 'shoulds' and 'coulds' were always there in my head. I made it worse by, by sleeping with Ricky."
Linsay pulled Danny closer. "There's no need to go into this Danny, we've been there and we got through it. Just leave it at that, ok?"
Danny nodded and sat in close to Lindsay.
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Mac Taylor was taking a look around the lab, to see how the various cases were doing. He hadn't met with either Danny or Lindsay, so he headed in the direction of their office to see what they were doing. When he saw Danny slumped against the glass wall, with Lindsay holding him, he knew something was wrong.
"Mac!" Flack called from behind him.
"What is it Flack?" Mac said, turning around to meet him.
"Did you hear about Lindsay's vic?"
"No, why, what happened?" Mac asked, glancing back at Danny and Lindsay's shared office.
"Well it turns out she was Danny's ex from, like, three years ago. He took it pretty hard, cause she's got a kid, he's almost three..." Don trailed off.
"An he has no dad," Mac finished, nodding. "Try and pull up the birth cert to see if we get it."
"I already did," Flack replied, handing Mac a brown envelope.
Mac took out the document and looked at it for a moment before turning on his heel and striding to Danny and Lindsay's office. Flack followed suit.
a/n 2: I'm gonna leave a bit of suspense till the next chapter.
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