Disclaimer: ha.
a/n: I really am sorry for the delay. I basically had an IT disaster. No Internet (finally got it going) and I lost everything, including all my stories and props. Aaaaaand I had exams, y'know the big type.
I hope this isn't going on too long. I'm not really sure when I'll get it finished, it'll be uploads here & there unfortunately, but its midterm now so hopefully another chapter shortly!
Oh one more thing, Americans do say cell phone don't they? Or cell for short? I really don't know these things.
"You're looking active today," Lindsay said brightly as she entered her boyfriend's room.
Danny grunted. "I'm perfectly mobile, if they would just let me out of this God-damned bed!" he replied, taking his new phone out of the bag he had fished from a nearby chair.
"You weren't yesterday when you made Adam bring M&M's right to your hands," Lindsay contradicted.
Danny laughed. "I can't believe he fell for that."
"How's your arm today?
"Its fine. The cast is kind of itchy." Danny proceeded to read his messages. A grin formed on his face.
"What is it?" Lindsay asked.
"My cousin, Jed. He's in town, I haven't seen him in years!" He dialed a number.
"Its rude to make phone calls when visitors are around," Lindsay joked.
Danny grunted but hung up. "His phone is off, I'll get him later. Speaking of visitors, how are your parents liking New York?"
"Well the circumstances mean I haven't shown them much, but they're finding their way around pretty well."
"What are they doing today?"
Lindsay looked up. "Shit, I forgot! They're on their way up now. I got out while they parked the car so I could warn you."
"You've got to be kidding me," Danny groaned.
"Oh come on Messer, what's the worst that could happen?"
Danny replied with a death stare, which he swiftly dropped at the entry of two more people.
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"There you are!"
Lindsay turned at the sound of her mother's voice: "I was wondering where you two headed to."
"You could have at least told us what floor he's on," Johnny replied.
"Well we're here now," Ella interrupted. "How are you feeling Danny?" She asked, putting grapes next to his bed.
"I'm good. Half starved, but good."
"Lindsay tell me you're not making him survive on hospital food?" Johnny asked.
"Yes Lindsay, we're waiting," Danny added.
"Shut up," she replied, flicking him on the ear. "I'll get you pizza from Ray's later."
"You're gonna make him survive on take-outs?" Johnny asked, again.
"Na, Ray's is way more than fast food sir. It's more like an art in the world of pizza," Danny explained.
"Well in that case I might have to try it."
"Might? Sir, I guarantee you will. Montana, hows about we have dinner in here. Three pizzas, one with everything, one pep-"
"Danny, I know what to get."
"OK, OK. Just makin' sure."
Ella sat quietly, observing the casual banter. It amused her, she hadn't seen her daughter like this with a man before.
Lindsay made to reply, but was interrupted by the ringing of her phone. She glanced at the screen. "Sorry I'll have to take this," she said, standing up.
"Work?" Danny asked simply.
Lindsay shook her head and stood out in the hallway.
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"Hello Lindsay?"
"Yeah Anna, it's me. Anything wrong?"
"Well for a start I can't get in contact with my son! I was hoping you could tell me if he's still alive?"
Lindsay knew that Danny's mother was joking about the 'alive' part, but she still cringed at the sound of it.
"Lindsay? You still there?"
"Yeah Anna, sorry. Danny's fine. He- hasn't he called you?" she asked, glancing back at the man in the hospital bed.
"No, that's what I mean. I haven't spoken to him in about two weeks."
"Two weeks? I was sure he phoned you the day before yesterday..." Lindsay trailed off.
"No he did not, he's not picking up at his apartment and his cell goes straight to voicemail. Is he with you? Are you at work?"
"I'm not at work Anna, but Danny can't come to the phone right now. He's busy paying me back for not keeping his word on something," Lindsay answered darkly.
"That boy better not be causing you trouble dear. If he is send him right back to me and- " Anna scolded.
"Really, it's fine. I've got it under control," Lindsay glared into the hospital room. "He doesn't know what's hit him."
"OK, just make sure he's learning from it."
"Oh he will, when I get started," Lindsay muttered.
"What's that?"
"Nothing. Look Anna I really have to go, Mac just paged me. I'll get Danny to call you as soon as he's, as soon as he's done,"
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Lindsay re-entered Danny's room. "Mom, Dad, I think you should both go down to the canteen and get some coffee," she suggested in an even tone. "And some ice, for Danny. I have a feeling he might be needing it."
Danny stared at her. Who the hell was she talking to? Oh... No it wasn't. Was it?
"Lindsay, who was that?" he asked politely.
"Oh just some relation of yours. I think her name's Anna."
Danny's face fell.
"Oh yeah, sorry, she's your mother. She's just wondering why she hasn't heard from you in two weeks."
"Shit. Lindsay I -"
"Danny I had to lie to her just so World War Three, Four and Five wouldn't break out here in front of my parents."
"I was gonna-"
"You know how much I hate lying. She is going to lose it when she hears what happened Dan!"
"OK, OK! I'm dialing," Danny said, punching the number into his phone.
Lindsay sat down and sighed. Being with Danny was like being a parent sometimes.
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"Hey Ma."
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"Yeah, look- Yeah I know-"
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"Yes I'm sorry for not calling-"
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"Actually I did get a new phone, but-"
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"I know, I know, I've been meaning to-"
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"Mommy! Listen!" Lindsay stifled a laugh in the corner. Danny glared at her.
"Ma, I'm, I'm in the hospital."
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"No, no, listen I'm fine! Nothing that can't be fixed."
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"Around four days, but-"
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"Honestly it's not serious!"
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"I was in a car accident-"
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"No don't come in. I'm fine! I'm a little tired is all. You can call in later, we're having Ray's-"
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"Yeah, yeah, yeah. OK Ma, I'll see you then. And don't tell Louie, he'll only laugh.
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"Right, bye."
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"Well at least now I have the worst part over," Danny muttered, pulling his pillow down over his head.
"You really think that was the worst?" Lindsay asked.
"Ah crap..." was the muffled reply.