Disclaimer; I do not own Las Vegas the series or any of its characters.

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"What the hell are you talking about?!", Danny asked increduously.

Det. Perez rubbed his hands over his face. "I'm sorry, Danny. But we found some of Mary's fingerprints on the gun."

Danny shook his head adamantly. "No. There must be some kind of mistake. He shot himself."

"That's what she told us."

"That's what he did!", Danny snapped.

"Danny", Luis sighed, "let me in."

It took a moment for Luis' words to register through his shock and anger. He then let the detective in.

"I have to speak with her, Danny."

"And I told you she's sleeping. She's tired.", he replied in a quiet angry tone.

The detective frowned. "I know this is difficult for you, hell it's difficult for me. You think I want to do this? But it's my job. I gotta take her in."

Danny narrowed his eyes at his old friend. "You're not taking her anywhere."

"Danny, if you interfere with this in any way, I'll have to take you in too."

Danny almost wanted to laugh. "Is that a threat, Detective?"

"What's going on?", a feminine voice asked from behind.

Both men turned to see Mary standing in her bedroom doorway rubbing her sleep blurry eyes.

Danny walked over to her. "Nothing, Mary. Go back to sleep." He took her elbow, attempting to steer her back into her room.

"I heard voices." She pulled away from him when she saw the cop. "Luis? What are you doing here?" She looked from the cop to Danny. Neither said anything but she could feel the tension in the air.

Det. Perez swallowed then pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "I'm here to take you in, sweetie."

Her face paled. "What?", she whispered.

Danny stepped in front of Mary separating her from Luis. "You're not putting those damn things on her."

Mary's eyes began to tear and she started to shake. "You're... arresting me? For what?"

"Your prints were on the gun."

Her eyes widened. "No, wait! I can explain that."

"You're gonna have to do that down at the station." He stepped forward but Danny pushed him back. "Damn it, Danny! Don't do this. I don't wanna have to take you in too."

"I guess you're gonna have to because there's no way I'm letting you walk out of here with her."

Luis shook his head. "You're only gonna make this worse."

Danny advanced on Luis menacingly and said in a cold tone, "We'll see about that."

"Danny, stop!" Mary got inbetween the two men. "He's right. Don't make this worse."

Danny looked at her with fear and anger in his eyes. "How could it possibly get any worse? This is the worst!"

Mary's bottom lip quivered. "Please, Danny. I need you out here, not in the cell next to mine."

"Don't say that", he pleaded with unshed tears in his eyes. "That's not... gonna happen. I'm gonna call Ed and he'll know what to do. We'll take care of this, I promise."

She smiled slightly as tears ran down her face. "I believe you." She carressed the side of his face and he leaned into her palm.

Luis cleared his throat interrupting the tender moment between them. "Are you ready, Mary?"

"Can I put my sneakers on first? I don't wanna go to jail barefoot."

The cop nodded as she went into her room. He then looked to Danny who gave him a hard stare. "You better be careful with her."

Luis opened his mouth to reply but thought better of it. So he merely nodded.

Mary came back out. "I'm ready now, I guess."

Det. Perez put the cuffs on her. "God. You don't have to do that!", Danny protested.

"Yes, I do. It's procedure."

Mary just smiled at Danny. "It's okay." They stared at each other in silence as Luis read Mary her rights, but communicated through their eyes.

"Let's go, Mary."

"Wait!", Danny spun Mary around towards him and before she knew it his lips were on hers. It was a brief but desperate kiss.

"I'll be right there", he breathed onto her lips.

She nodded and without another word was lead out by Det. Perez while Danny could do nothing else but look on.