Author's Note: Here is part 4/5 one more and this baby is done I have seriously enjoyed writing about Danny and Don they are the cutest couple…I hate Lindsay so much. Just thought I'd vent a little bit sorry lol

Love A Man In Uniform

Case 4 – My Generation

Don tried not to grin to wide, but it was hard. That silly little smile was probably going to follow him around all day. Danny and him….well it had been a fantastic run this morning, the air had been crisp and clear, and the shower that they had shared had been hot and steamy in more ways then one. They were coming up on a year together, they hadn't bothered to tell anyone, although they were still discreet as it was to be professional in the work place they didn't go out of their way to overly hide it. He was pretty sure the whole CSI lab knew, the looks the too men shared went way beyond friendship. There were probably some of the guys at the precinct realized but for the most part they hadn't said anything. Probably because some of them were scared of Danny, Don still was chuckling about that one; he remembered the case very well.

Don was frustrated the bastard sat there, they had absolutely nothing on him. They knew…he had killed a gay couple in central park, writing 'homosexuality was a sin' in their blood on the sidewalk. It was hitting a little too close to home for both of them, They were sitting in the precinct main room, the man hadn't admitted to anything just kept spouting off the 'evils' of gay love. Danny frustrated had moved away, as soon as his back was turned the man lunged across the table grabbing Don and brandishing a knife. "Your one of them aren't you? Taking it up the ass like a little bitch," The knife nicked his skin on his neck one minute before the next the perp was screaming in agony clutching his arm. Don hadn't even seen Danny move. He'd never seen his love look so angry, Danny was always in control calm and cool. Now his face was expressionless, except the utter fury in his eyes. The perp saw it too and for the first time looked terrified.

Reaching down Danny grabbed the man by the throat lifting him clear off his feet. Choking he clawed fruitlessly at Danny's iron grip, his broken arm hanging uselessly at his side. "You, never touch him, ever again…." He voice was low and deadly, Don stared wide-eyed, Danny was going to kill him. Mac had burst into the room then, "Danny no!" there was a low growl and Don could see the battle in blue eyes clearly. Finally with reluctance, he lowed the man releasing him. Gasping he had backed away crying, and confessing the murder, to be anywhere away from Danny. "Flack…take Danny home…no!" the older CSI had steered Danny out, Don following closely behind.

The door to the interrogation room had shut, and Danny had stalked all the way too main booking. The officers were gathered around chatting, "Who searched him?" turning the officers looked at Danny. One of them a new hot shot only at his second week of work, McLean or something. "I did, what's it too you?" he said looking down his nose of the CSI. He never saw the fist coming, Danny cold cocked him, dropping him like a sac of potatoes and probably busting his nose.

Finally spinning on his heels he stalked all the way to Don's truck. He didn't say a word the whole drive home, nor on the way up to heir apartment. As soon as the door had shut though Danny had him pinned the wall kissing him rather savagely. It was rough and elemental, he'd practically ripped Don's shirt off, grinning their erections hard he held Don's thigh tightly. The taller man had wrapped his legs around his smaller lover as he ground against him. Pinning Don's arms, he attacked his neck licking away the blood left behind from the nick. "You are mine!" he said biting his lover's collarbone, Don moaned in pure pleasure, "Yes Danny…yours…." Arms pinned above his head with one hand, the other held his thighs tight enough to leave bruises. Don felt utterly powerless, and utterly turned on. Danny was always a thoughtful and gentle lover, but today he'd got a glimpse of the power, the raw instinct that had been bread into him. It was an incredibly intoxication as was the savageness of them coming together now. "No one is going to take you from me…" he growled punctuating each word with a thrust of his hips. Don threw his head back almost yelling as he orgasimed hard soaking his dress pants, He felt Danny shudder, and the warm wetness spread across his lovers pants as well. Releasing his arms Danny collapsed into Don, still supporting his weight easily.

Kissing soft blonde hair he ran his fingers up and down his lovers spine, loving the feeling of that soft skin. Suddenly Danny had pulled back, a look of utter terror in his eyes, "Oh my god…Don! I am so sorry did I hurt you?" Backing away he slowly lowered his taller lover to the floor, "I was too rough, I'm so sorry….I can't believe." Don placed a hand over his smaller love's mouth to shut him up, Halting Danny looked at him in wide fearful eyes, "Danny, I'm not glass…and no you didn't hurt me. I may have a couple of marks, but it was worth it. I actually kind of liked it." He watched wide fearful blue eyes turn into smiling eyes. He felt Danny kiss his palm, removing his hand he allowed Danny to take them to the bedroom where the stripped down and got into bed, cuddling close. "I'm still sorry Don, when I turned and saw that….just something snapped. I haven't lost control of my temper like that in years. It was just…I don't want to lose you ever." Don just smiled secretly, he loved how Danny looked after him. He had to be so strong day in and day out. People relied on him, expected him to be ready for anything, but at the end of the day he could come home and collapse into Danny, he was so strong and steady. He had Don's back always, just as he had Danny's. Always.

That had been a couple months and ago, and news of what he had done both to the perp and the officer who'd fucked up, was fast becoming legend among the officers. Danny had almost surpassed Mac on the respect level, and most feared. Nobody has messed with Don around the precinct that was for sure.

Don's grin got bigger, that night had also been a turning point in their sex life. After Don's rather timid admission of enjoying being dominated, Danny had been given free reign. He was always careful however, and their sexual relationship hadn't quite gone all the way yet. The had kissed till they were absolutely breathless, gone over each other bodies in minute detail. Oral, and grinding. They had yet to take that final plunge, Don knew Danny was waiting for him. With there one year coming up Don was thinking it was time, he was more then ready. Still a little nervous, but excited at the same time…he trusted Danny implicitly.

Danny knew Don was watching him, he always knew and he didn't mind a bit. The crime scene was out on a dock off the pier, the wind had picked up in the last hour or so and he could hear the waves pounding the pillars below. Finished his pictures, he got down closer to the body, a young women. She looked like she was in high school, never had a chance really at life. "What are you thinking Danny?" Shel asked bagging her hands, shrugging Danny looked out towards the choppy water, and his lover currently talking to some guy near the end. "I was thinking there's a storm coming…" he could feel it, something was amiss. He'd had these feeling before…but not since he'd been in combat. Like something was about to happen. "Well there's not much no witness, and no one seems to have any info on who she is or why she was here." Stella walked up to them. Sighing Danny stood, "Always the way…" he muttered the three were finishing up when they heard a sort of strangled yell and a splash. Instantly Danny's eyes went to his lover who'd been standing nearer to the edge of the pier. He wasn't there. "Flack!" Stella cried running towards the edge. Danny reacted instantly without stopping he hit the edge of the pier and dove gracefully into the choppy sea below.

It was murky and he glasses were gone in a second, breaking the surface he looked around, "Don!" he hollered eyes scanning the surface there was a break in the water about ten feet to his right. He saw the dark head break the surface before disappearing again. With strong pulls he was there, and seconds later he had a sputtering Don in his arms. "Don! Don can you hear me? Its Danny, Don" He kept them up with strong kicks as sputtering and shivering in cold and fear Don clung to him. "I can't swim Danny…" he whispered. "S'ok, I know lover, let's get you to shore." Turning so Don rested on his hip, Danny towed them towards shore as Don continued to cough up more water.

It Danny a few minute but he made it, helping Don to stand when they could touch he wrapped an arm around his shivering lover. The rest of the team including Mac was waiting on shore. "Oh my god Flack are you ok?" Stella ran towards them, teeth chattering Don tried to smile, "Y-yeah D-Danny got me." Shaking his head Danny sent a spray of water, "What happened Don?" he said quietly arms crossing he looked steady at his lover or at least tried to it was a little hard without his glasses. Still shivering he looked at his lover who didn't seem cold at all. He was soaking as much as himself, and the cold wind whipping around him and there he stood looking steady at him, looking like he had all the time in the world.

The paramedics had them bundled up and sitting in the back of the bus before they could here. "Truthfully Mac I have no idea, I was reading my note book and the next thing I was flying through the air and hitting the water hard." No one else had seen anything either the rest of the team had been looking at the scene. "Maybe you just tripped Flack, weren't really paying attention." Shaking his head empathetically Don looked at Mac, "I was pushed!" Holding his hands up Mac nodded, "Ok I get it, Danny? You good to keep going on this case?" Nodding Danny stood, "No prob got a change of cloths at work." With a final nod he left, Flack buried his head in his hands, "Danny…" He felt his lover give him a chaste kiss on his head, "I believe you love," nodding sullenly he started at the pavement. "I don't have a change of cloths…" chuckling Danny wrapped his blanket around him, "Sure you do look in my locker." With that and final quick kiss he was off again working on the crime scene completely missing the grin his lover gave him as he walked away.

Dan had beat him to the lab, but he did in fact find a suit hanging up in Danny's locker. Seeing it Don laughed, he must have put it together, because it actually matched. Danny still had serious problems with what actually went together with what. He was getting better slowly but surely, but for a man who'd spent most of his life in combats it was ongoing struggle. Changing quickly he was knotting his tie when Danny's head popped around the corner. "There you are, lost your cell in the water too eh?" nodding he started forward, "Delivering the message the old way then?" Laughing he stepped in giving his lover a kiss, "Hmmm and I wish it was better, we got another scene Mac want you and me there yesterday." Laughing he returned the kiss resting their foreheads together, "Alright then lets go."

Danny was doing his thing around the body, Don was nearby in doing his thing with witnesses and whatever other stuff he had to do. Finished with the body Danny stood stretching looking to see if Don was done as well and ready to head back. The body was being carted off, the CSI started off towards the detective, when a glint of light caught his eye. It was in the distance but Danny would know that glint anywhere, it was a gun, and it was trained on Don. "Don!" he saw his dark haired lover look at him, his surprise, when Danny hit him at a dead run knocking them to the ground just as the bullet ricocheted off the car next to him. There was commotion from he other uniforms, followed by return fire. Danny still had his lover pinned as he grabbed his own gun, peering over the car. It was too late the figure with the gun had bolted. "Danny?" he slowly turned to his lover, their eyes locked, and they both knew what the other was thinking. Once was an accident, twice wasn't a coincidence, someone was trying to kill Don.

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"Goddamn it Mac!" Danny's hand came down hard on his supervisors desk. The two glared at each other, Flack stood behind his enraged lover debating where he should intervene, they were arguing over him after all. Mac looked over Danny's tense shoulder, and Don knew that look, he beat a hasty retreat to stand outside with the rest of the team. As soon as the door closed he could see Mac begen to speak. "What's happing Flack?" Stella looked worried, " Well…apparently someone is trying to kill me." Three sets of eyes turned to him in stunned silence. "Currently both Danny and Mac are arguing over how I should be looked after." Crossing his arms he looked rather angry, "Danny doesn't have any faith in any of the people Mac's recommending." The argument was heating up or at least it looked like that. They watched until finally they saw Danny slam down his badge and gun before storming out. Without a word to any of them he was out the door and away. Stunned and a little hurt Flack watched his lover storm off, "Flack, you are to stay in the labs until we get this figured out." Mac's door closed before he could begin to argue.

Don rested his chin in his had, he was so board. The lab was dull as mud when you had no idea what was going on. No one was telling him anything, no one was letting him leave, Mac was watching him like a hawk, and to make matters worse he hadn't seen or heard from Danny since he'd stormed out almost three hours ago. He was getting mighty pissed off. The heavy foot falls coming down the hall towards him made him finally look up, speak of the devil there was Mac with…."Danny?" he said out loud, Sure enough it was his lover, but he was wearing his combats, looking ever inch the marine he was.

"What's going on?" Mac smiled slightly, "Flack, meet your new bodyguard," Don had no idea what was going on. "What's going on?" He was looking at his lover over Mac's shoulder, but Danny was in solider mode. "Danny turned in his badge and gun this morning, he is now a private citizen." Inclining his head Danny looked at him finally, there was a light in his eyes one that Don had only seen a couple times before. "As long as Danny is with you, you can leave the lab. Flack we are going to try and figure out who's behind this." Nodding stunned he watched as Mac left him alone with his lover. They stared at each other, as Don slowly came out of his stunned silence and the rage was building until finally, "What the hell Danny?" he yelled. "I have no idea what the hell is going on. You storm off without so much as a goodbye and turn up here, and you're my bodyguard now?" chest heaving with emotion he watched as the man he loved more then anything in the world slowly approached him, and took his hand. "I'm sorry Don….I was so angry with Mac I had to clear my head. When I finally did I realized there was only one person in this world who I trust to look after what means the most to me. Someone is trying to kill the man I love…and what kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn't look after him?" Lifting the tanned hand to his lips he gently kissed the knuckles. "I've trained half my life to be a killer, and it's time to put my skills to a much more noble use yes?"

The anger drained out of the detective, he simply could not be mad at Danny. "Alright…alright, does this mean I can get back to work now? I feel rather useless here and would like to go do something productive." With a final small smile Danny stepped back, falling into solider mode, before striding out of the break room and towards the exit, Don followed slowly shaking his head…today was going to fantastic he thought sourly.

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Don wasn't sure what he was going to do, he had been working the last couple of hours and Danny had been standing nearby at ease the whole time. He'd offered Danny a chair but he'd declined with a small shake of his head. He could tell Danny was thinking hard, taking in everything. Watching as people came and left, as the other officers in the precinct were staring. Word had gotten around that someone was trying to kill him, so he wasn't sure what he hated more, the pity looks that he was not long for this world or the calculating looks thrown at Danny who was looking like he could stand there forever.

Finally his phone rang, with a call there was another body, thank god. "Alright solider boy we got a scene lets roll." The pair headed out, it wasn't a long drive, and they made it second on the scene. While Don talked to the uniforms, Danny was prowling the perimeter, "Ummm sir? Is that a marine following you around?" Flack didn't even look up, "Yup…my bodyguard, I'm apparently not long for this world." Don could tell the kid was confused but he didn't ask any more questions. Stella and Mac arrived, "Flack what we got?" They were chatting, as Flack related what he had learned. Danny had been moving around the site, things had been calmer, he'd seen nothing suspicious although there was a smell he couldn't quite place. He was scanning possible sniper positions, though if whoever was trying to get Don there wasn't a lot possibilities. He watched as Mac, Stella, and Don were chatting before both Mac and Stella had moved off to deal with the body.

Don followed them when he saw something indistinguishable in the grass several feet from the body. Moving to the object he pulled some gloves out of his pocket, about to pick it up he was suddenly stopped by a firm grip on his wrist. Turning he saw Danny's profile as he was steadily looking at the black object in the grass. "Mac, Stella," he called, "Move away now take Don with you." Don didn't understand, "Danny what's going on?" He felt hands on his shoulders puling him away, he watched as Danny moved to kneel by the thing in the grass. "Move back! Behind the cars everyone quick!" Mac hustled them all behind the cars, watching as Danny took out a pair of pliers and slowly turning the thing in the grass over.

All eyes watched, the air thick with tension. Finally waved the all clear, looking keenly at the device in his hands. Don rushed over, "Danny what is it!" Holding up the contraction of what looked like a lot of wires and C4. "An IED, or improvised explosive device, and it was made for you…" Turning he handed it to Mac, "Mac, I believe these body's and the attempts on Don's life are connected." He watched as the older CSI realized what he was saying, "You think that someone is killing people to draw Don out in the open?" Nodding Don handed the device over, "They're escalating, this could have taken out all of you." Mac nodded, "I think your right, this is getting dangerous to everyone not just Don, I think you should stay in the lab until we get this all figured out."

TBC...