Father and son; the undercover story of Danny and Mac Part 12

A/N: Forget that Danny mentioned in one episode he'd been out fishing with his dad. In this AU he didn't. Thank you for the great reviews.

Warnings: Will be mention of past sexual abuse

It took awhile for Danny to wake up and to stop crying. He was embarrassed to find himself crying in Mac's arms. He pulled himself out of Mac's arm and dried his face with his pajamas top's sleeve. "I'm sorry."
Mac looked firmly into Danny's face, "you have nothing to feel sorry for. You got that?"
Danny nodded but looked away he couldn't look him in the eyes too embarrassed. "You wanna talk about it?" Danny shook his head. "Was it something about your father? What did he do to you?"

"Please Mac. I don't wanna talk about it." "Okay, Danny. But know this, whatever he did to you, you can tell me if you need to talk about it. Ok?"

"I'm okay now. Don't worry." "I mean it Danny."

"Okay. Thanks Mac... I meant Dad. Not now though okay?" Mac nodded. "Okay. Do you think you can go back to sleep now?" Danny looked down at his lap and shook his head.

"You want some hot milk with honey?" Danny looked up at Mac and smiled lightly while he nodded. "If it isn't too much trouble for you, then its okay, I can just lie down and just rest."

"It's no trouble at all. I'll be right back." Mac hurried to the kitchen to warm up some milk. A few minutes later Mac handed him the mug. "Thanks. Dad." "Please tell me something about your childhood. How was it to grow up in Chicago and with loving and caring parents?" Danny asked curiously.

Mac smiled. "It was great. Though dad couldn't always be there for us since he was in the force, he was away months at a time. But when he was home he made sure to spend as much time with my mom and us kids. I loved it when he took me out fishing."

"You went fishing? I've never been out fishing. How is it like?"

"Yes I did. It was great; it was only us boys out in the wilderness where we camped over the weekend. We ate fish for breakfast, lunch and dinner."

Danny looked bewildered at Mac. "You are pulling my leg aren't you?"

"I'm not. We really did, well at least when we were lucky catching some fish."

"What did you eat then when you didn't catch any? Did you eat spiders and worms and stuff?" Danny asked excitedly at that thought like a little kid.

Mac chuckled. "No…" Danny looked disappointed. "What did you eat then?"

"We took some cans with beans and stuff and cooked them over a fire."

"Aww I wish I could go on a camping and fishing trip. I've never been outside the city. I've only been to Central Park that resemblance nature."

Mac looked sadly at Danny. Then a light hit him. "Tell you what. I'll take you camping as soon as we're able to. I promise."

Danny looked surprised at Mac. "Really? You really want to take me? I'll probably be in your way since I don't know how to fish…"

"Yes really and I'm going to teach you how to fish."

"It's okay if you don't really want to. I'll understand…"

"Danny. I really want to take you and I'd love to teach you how to fish."

Danny smiled brightly, "Thanks. So when can we go?" Danny asked excitedly.

"Sadly not yet. But maybe in a few weeks and let's hope the case is solved by then, and then we have something to celebrate. Maybe Don, Sheldon and Adam want to come with us."

Danny's smile faded. He'd loved to go camping with the others too, but the first time camping he wanted to go with Mac alone. Since he kinda saw Mac as his dad and he wanted to see how it feels like to go fishing with his dad. "I-is it okay if we go alone? Just y-you and m-me?" Danny asked embarrassedly.

Mac smile and was proud that Danny wanted spend some alone time with him. "Sure. We can take them with us another time. We can have a father and son camping trip. I'd never thought I would be able to go camping with my son."

"Y-you see me a-as y-your son?" Danny asked disbelievingly. "O you do since we're undercover and all to stay in character. S-sorry for thinking that…"

"No I didn't mean my fake son Daniel Maxwell Taylor. I meant you as in Danny Messer and yes I see you as my son. And I'd be proud father if you one day will call me Dad for real and not because we're on this undercover case."

"I-I…" Danny didn't know what to say. He couldn't really believe that Mac really wanted him as his son, since his real father didn't want him. Danny just knew that Mac would go tired of him like his own father had.

Mac took the mug out of Danny's hand and then pushed him down and tucked him in. "Time to get back to sleep."

"Tell me a story about your childhood."

"Okay. But only if you promise to stay still and listen and try to get back to sleep."

Danny nodded while he pretended to zip his mouth close as if his mouth had a zipper. Mac ruffled Danny's hair. "Okay. Once upon a time there was a little boy named Mac Taylor…"

Danny listened closely and smiled happily. After awhile his eyes started to droop and few minutes later he fell asleep. Mac stopped telling the story when he was sure Danny was sound asleep.

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Months later the case was still on, they hadn't been able to nail the psychiatrist yet. The sessions were very depressing toward Danny, but they couldn't nail the psychiatrist for that. Danny nightmares had gotten worse. Danny woke up drenched in sweat almost every night. This time his nightmare was so bad that he wasn't only wet from sweat. When Mac wanted to help Danny who was still trapped in his nightmare, getting changed to a dry pair of pajama Mac could smell urine. Luckily Danny hadn't noticed. Mac wrapped an arm around Danny and guided him into the bathroom. He pulled Danny pajama bottoms and boxers down and placed him on the toilet. He then went to turn on the tab to the tub. While the tub was filling with water he helped Danny getting undressed. Mac looked worriedly at Danny. The boy was sobbing and it seemed that Danny didn't recognize him. Like he'd regressed to a little kid. Mac had a bad feeling that it had something to do with Dr. McKenzie's therapy methods. Mac then helped him with the bath. Mac washed Danny gently and then helped him back out of the tub and dried him with a towel. After he'd helped him getting dressed in some clean pajamas he got Danny to lie down on his own bed. He wasn't happy to leave Danny alone but he needed to call Sheldon and get some clean sheets on Danny's bed. So he changed the sheets he called Sheldon with his cell phone. He told Sheldon that Danny's nightmares had gone really bad this time and that he's worried about his mental state and it seemed that Danny had regressed. Sheldon promised to get there right away. After he'd changed the sheets Mac went back to Danny. He was still sobbing. He lay down beside Danny and got him into his arms and talked soothingly to the boy. He was happy that Sheldon had the key to his apartment, so when Sheldon arrived he could lock himself in and get to Mac's room on his own. Mac had told Sheldon where to find them when he arrived.

Sheldon had his medical bag with him. He tried to calm Danny down, but like Mac he wasn't able to. "I'm going to give Danny a mild sedative."

Mac nodded. It broke his heart to see Danny like this and hearing the sobs. He led out a relieved sigh when the sedatives were starting to take effect. Danny stopped sobbing and then he finally went to sleep. Sheldon made sign to Mac to follow him out of the room. Mac gently got out of bed and followed him he let the door partially open, so that he would be able to hear Danny if he should start to get restless again.

"I'm really worried about Danny. Danny's father did something bad to him when he was a kid. I just know it Sheldon. Every nightmare he has is about that SOB. And from what I've heard Danny saying in his dreams it hasn't just been physically abuse." Mac said disgusted while closing his eyes for a few seconds. He couldn't stand the thought that Mr. Messer had done something like that to Danny. No kid deserved that kind of treatment ever.

Sheldon nodded with a sad face. "Yes you're right all indication sadly shows that way. Has Danny ever told you about some things his father did to him?"

Mac shook his head. "No I've tried to get him to talk about over and over again, but he didn't want to talk about it. Sheldon I have a feeling that Dr. McKenzie's way of therapy is making Danny depressive. We need to nail him soon before Danny suffers a breakdown. I really wonder if the doctor really has a degree in psychiatry."

"I wonder the same thing myself."

"I'm so happy that's Friday tomorrow and that he don't have any sessions for the next three days and I hope we'll be able to nail that SOB on Monday."

TBC