Disclaimer: I still don't own Glee or Blue Blood. If I did Jesse And Rachel would be together and Danny Reagan would sing often.

A/N: Here's chapter four it might seem a little boring but trust me it's necessary, the story is progressing and the plot bonny refuses to die so I'm still writing and a LOT

Chapter 4: Lean On Me

While Sandy tried to scrap the blood out of Rachel's hair she realized it was too dry to get more than a little bit of dust so she said "-This is too dry we need to take her to the lab and wash it out-" Danny said "-Ok let's do it now-" then watching Rachel he added "-Looks like you're getting your shower-" he helped Rachel stand up and once again Rachel didn't let go of his hand, Danny felt glad the girl hadn't taken the professional tone too harsh and was willing to trust him.

When they reach the lab Sandy told Danny that he needed to stay outside, Rachel overreacted and had another mini panic attack but was quickly reassured by a concerned Danny "-I'll stand guard, don't worry this is the only door in or out the lab-" Rachel nodded but told Sandy in a most worried voice"-Please hurry, the grip on my nerves tonight is very slim-" After Sandy washed Rachel's hair, Rachel felt a thousand times better even if it was just by having clean hair, Sandy noticed that her back had blood stains and said loudly to Danny "-I think is best if you take her to the personnel showers, so she doesn't catch a cold!-" Danny agreed and started to walk her to the showers, she looked very nervous but slightly better and she kept holding his hand the whole way there, when they got to the showers Danny say "-I can't go in there with you, but I assure you that only women go in there, so hurry and I wait here for you-" Rachel was torn between the desire of taking a full shower and the need to stay with Danny but then her bladder needed some relive too and she knew would feel better after some warm water, she gave Danny a curt nod and hurry inside the shower

It turn out that being alone was not the best idea Rachel could have had, not by a long shot, every time she closed her eyes to get under water, she kept picturing the mob man's face close to her own and a couple of times, she even felt the gun barrel on her forehead and every tiny noise she imagined it was the mob man killing Danny on the hallway outside, her breathing keep rising to the point you would think she had just run a marathon, she started showering faster not even considering the really cold water, the cheap soap or the lack of her favorite shampoo. She was out of the shower and the bathrooms not even ten minutes later fully dressed and in a complete state of panic.

Danny wasn't so much better outside the bathrooms, he kept cursing himself for not entering the bathroom and do a kick swept just to make sure no one was in there, what would happened if someone was in there, Rachel could be in danger, she was taking a long time, what if no one was there but she slipped on soap, crack her head and was bleeding to death? Time alone wasn't good for him, his mind always picture the worst case scenario and right now loosing Rachel before taking her statement was the worst that could happen and he would not allowed it to happen. He hoped and needed to find her guardian fast, the longer they took knowing what happened in that street the longer it would take to find the stupid poker deck assassin.

He was thinking this when the door to the bathrooms opened revealing a very suffocated Rachel who immediately hug Danny and started to calm down, after a while she held Danny's hand between both of hers and took a full deep breath and told him "-I don't think I can manage being alone right now, but the shower help a little-" Danny smiled and told her "-I'm glad you feel better, I almost went in there to check on you-" Rachel smile for the first time in the whole night one of her famous Tony Award winning smiles and hug him even tighter, when they made it back to his office they found Rogers waiting for them with a sulking face Danny read him immediately and asked "-What happened?-" Rogers answered shortly "-Her guardian is not at the hotel and he won't get there till tomorrow-".

That was weird, thought Rachel, yes it was true mister Schuester hadn't been around almost since check in but he should be at the hotel, after all it was… What time it was? She look around for a clock but couldn't find one, then she saw the wristwatch on Danny, took his left hand and interrupting him in whatever he was asking said "-But it's two in the morning where the hell is he?-" Rogers answered directly to her "-Desk informed me that he ask to hold all calls and messages till morning, on his way out tonight around ten-" Danny wondered what kind of parents left their teenage daughter go to New York with a guy who left her and all her equally teenage friends alone at night "-Never mind that now the fact is we cannot continue the interrogation until he's here so for now we need to get some sleep-" said Danny dismissing Rogers to the precincts bunks and leading Rachel inside his office

She took his leather chair once more and Danny sat down on a wooden one and prop his feet up to the desk telling her "-Get some sleep tomorrow it's gonna be a long day-" Rachel nodded and watched him get comfortable and dozed off almost immediately but she could not do the same, she couldn't even close her eyes, for a brief moment she amused herself by thinking what would've happen if she just kissed Finn but could not bring herself to do it, even in her imagination, she had spend way too many nights wondering of what ifs, hell her whole relationship with him was full of what ifs. What if he still loves Quinn? What if he doesn't find me pretty enough? What if he chooses football over me again? What if he doesn't like the way I dress? What if…? What if…? What if…?

She buffed, she really didn't want to keep thinking about Finn it was just making her angry, but what to do to distract herself long enough till sunrise, she started to untangled her hair with her fingers but that wasn't enough of a distraction so she glanced at Danny really quickly, he was deep asleep even snoring a little, so she glanced at him every couple of minutes wondering how could he fall sleep so fast after what happened on that street and the realization hit her fast, he was used to it, probably he saw things like this every month, maybe every week, hell maybe everyday, that was why he was cold during the interview for him it was another day at work unlike her that had the most terrifying experience of her entire life.

Then she wondered why someone would choose a life, a career, where you had to see this kinds of things often, how would that someone cope with such things, how did he unwind after hideous crimes, how did his wife, cause Rachel saw a ring in his left hand, was able to sit at home waiting for him to return safe, she couldn't have done it, that was for sure, almost unconsciously Rachel looked at Detective Reagan, he wasn't too bad looking for an older guy, he looked like he exercised and had some muscle nothing gross but he looked fit, he had a certain air of someone who was really handsome in his teenage years, well he was still really handsome if you like that kind of rough sexual magnetism…Where did that came from? Rachel had never thought of anyone like that, ever, not about Noah, not about Jesse and certainly not about Finn, she felt a slight blush but didn't worried too much because they where pretty much in the dark so she decided to stare at him some more.

"-Would you stop that? I'm trying to sleep here-" Danny's rough voice cut through the silence like a whip, startling Rachel so much that she jump up the chair, she let out a small "-Sorry, I didn't meant to…-" she lowered her head while mumbling something that neither of them understood, he shook his head while saying "-Don't worry just stop doing it-" after a few minutes in complete silence he added "-Didn't I tell you to sleep?-" Rachel answered in a quiet manner "-I can't close my eyes without seeing the mob man's face, and it's creeping me out-" it took a full minute before Danny thoroughly comprehend the words she spoke and when he did he got up his chair like lighting had stroke him, he stormed pass his desk and put both his arms to each side of Rachel and lean close to her face while slowly asking "-Rachel, did you see his face?-" she nodded watching him with wide eyes "-You think you can describe him to a sketch artist? -" he asked more serious "-Of course I can-" she felt offended by the question, her observation skills only rival her perfect hearing then she added "-I watched him watching me for a few minutes, he was so close I could feel his breathing on my cheek and…-" Danny didn't hear another word she said.

So there, what do you think? Good, bad or should I stop writing and forget about writing ever again. According to the stats you are reading this so I'll keep writing it, I promise I will finish the story but a review telling me if I'm on the right path would help a lot.

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