Danny stood in his kitchen and stared at the blank wall, letting the lights from the other side of the window shine through. He would never be able to forgive himself if anything happened to Lindsay. She was his life now - nothing or no one would ever change that for him, no matter what. He sighed and rubbed his forehead as he slammed his half empty beer bottle down on the counter, the contents spilling over.
Danny made his way to the bathroom, and switched on the shower. He couldnt be sure if it was the shower making a noise or if it was his answer machine beeping, but he knew that by the time he had got out to check the caller would be gone.
'You've reached Daniel Messer's apartment. I can't come to the phone right now, but if ya leave ya number, maybe I can get back to ya when I can get to the phone. Ciao.'
The beep sounded in the empty living room and straight away, a small child like whisper came through.
"Danny? Please answer if you're there... It's me...Lindsay... I don't know where I am. Please find me... The guy who has me here.. His name is Marcus Messer.. He wants -" The line went dead.
Lindsay's cell was snatched from her hand and snapped shut.
"You told him about me?" Marcus shouted, dropping the cell phone as he backed her into a wall.
"I - I thought that was what you wanted.. you wanted Danny to -"
"No no no! I didn't - I wanted - " Marcus stopped mid sentence and grabbed Lindsay by the shoulders, forcing her into the wall.
"What do you want, Marcus? Don't you want Danny to be happy?" Lindsay mumbled as a tear ran down her cheek.
"I want to ... Danny and Louie... They are my brothers... I want to be a family!" His voice became more demanding, and his grip tighter around her shoulders.
"If you wanted to be a family Marcus.. why did you leave Louie to die? Why did you bring me here? Why do you want to hurt Danny?" Lindsay pleaded.
"I don't know..." Marcus screamed. His hands flew up to his head and grabbed his hair, almost tearing it from the root. "I - I just wanted to do momma proud..." He turned and started walking towards the door, using one hand to search his pocket.
Lindsay relaxed her shoulders and took a deep breath. She really didn't want to Marcus to get angry - for one thing, he didn't seem in a stable state of mind.
"Marcus.. If - if you need help, just.. just let me go - I can help you. Danny can help you." Lindsay offered, as she slowly started to make her way towards him. As he left the room he turned to her , making her stop in her tracks.
"I already have help." He replied. bluntly. He grabbed the door handle and slammed the door shut, turning the keys once in the lock before walking off back down the corridor. Once the door had shut, Lindsay heard a small object roll across the floor to her feet. It was a small transparent orange container, which held around 15 chalky green tablets. She picked it up and read the label on the front - ' Risperidone, take 1, 4 times a day with a meal. Mr.Marcus Messer.'
'Maybe he means these...' Lindsay thought to herself. She placed the container into her back pocket and decided to search the room.
Danny looked at himself in the steamy, condensated mirror in the bathroom. He could have sworn that all the pressure and stress from the last 12 hours had given him an extra frownline or 2. He was so tired he knew he should try and get some sleep - start tomorrow with a clear head, but he didn't want to miss any news.
It was almost 10.P.M but to Danny it felt like it was the early hours of the morning. He placed his glasses back on and padded through to the bedroom to throw on some sweats and a tank top. He thought back to last night when he was here, on this same bed infront of him, with the woman he so desperately craved... He could still smell the faint scent of Lindsay's perfume around the room. A scent that he wished he could bottle and keep to himself. The loud sound of the answermachine brought Danny from his train of thoughts, and reality soon set back in.
He marched through to the living room and could see he had 1 new message flashing. He hoped and prayed to God that it was good news from Flack or Adam. He pressed play and waited for the message to play.
'Danny? Please answer if you're there... It's me...Lindsay... I don't know where I am. Please find me... The guy who has me here.. His name is Marcus Messer.. He wants -'
