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Martin was at his parent's house almost all the time. Danny was there whenever he could be. Martin had still yet to talk about what happened to him but Danny heard that it takes a while for people to get over something like this. What bothered him was that since Martin had gotten out of the hospital he hadn't allowed Danny to so much as hold his hand.

"It's killing me Samantha. He won't let me near him. He's always on the other side of the room from me."

"He won't let you touch him," She asked.

"No,"

"Did he tell you what kind of injury he had?"

"No, but he is in a wheel chair."

"The odds are he was abused while he was being held and is just a little bit skittish about what could happen when he's around people."

Danny nodded, "I just wish he would talk to me."

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"I brought you a sandwich from that place you like so much," Danny smiled setting said sandwich next to Martin before sitting across the room from him.

"Thank you," Martin smiled, "The doctors said I might be able to be on crutches next week."

"That's great," Danny said smiling back before ducking his head as to not make eye contact, "If you want to talk about what happened I'll listen. I'm here for you and will help you through whatever it is you're going through."

"Thank you," was all Martin was able to whisper.

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"How's he doing," Victor mumbled to is wife when he got home from work.

"He's having one of his bad days," she whispered, "Danny's up there with him right now."

"He's still sticking around?"

"I think he really does love him if he's been willing to stay around though all this."

"Does he know what happened yet?"

"I doubt it."

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A few weeks later Martin was finally able to walk again but was still keeping people at a distance. He has however, stated to let Danny closer to him. They were currently snuggled together on Martin's bed, "Are you sure you're okay with this."

"Yes," Martin smiled looking up kissing Danny gently. Danny felt his heart melt at this. This was their first kiss in month, and Marin initiated it. But Danny knew he had to be careful or Martin would be right back across the room.

What pulled him from this thought was something moist on his cheek. He pulled away to find Martin crying, "Babe, what's wrong?" he automatically went to hug Martin but he pulled away to the other side of the bed.

"I'm sorry, I just…"

"It's okay," Danny said understandingly.

"You said I could talk to about what happened right?"

"Of course."

"The guys who took me, they…they held me in this warehouse and the first thing they did was break my legs so I couldn't run and then they…they raped me," his voice broke into a sob.

"Oh my, Martin…"

"And my dad, when he found me they were…and he saw that I couldn't… I was too weak to fight them off…"

"Martin this wasn't your fault," Danny pleaded.

"That's what everyone tells me but…" Martin paused, "Can you hold me for a bit. I feel safer when you hold me."

Danny didn't say anything he just took Martin in his arms and held him.

TBC...