A/N: Hmm did that seem like the end? i suppose it could have been but just a few more chapters to finish this unusual story off, just to make it clear im not necessarily a fan of either ship, hell i didnt even know what one was until i got on the internet, for the purposes of what i have in mind for the conclusionI paired Martin with Sam but as expected from now on its all about Danny...

Sam walked over to rejoin her colleagues, still struggling to comprehend what had happened today. The world's media had already descended on the area to report on the dramatic hostage situation. It was more terrifying than they could possibly imagine. When Moss pointed that gun straight at her, she honestly thought she was going to die. She was grateful for the chance to dodge the waiting reporters and headed straight for the hospital anxious to see Danny and to check up on Daphnes condition.

The wait in reception outside Danny's room seemed to be eternal but finally the doctor gave them the all clear to see him. They all crammed into the tiny room, relieved to see him looking better, his injured leg was heavily bandaged and they had cleared up many of the minor cuts. He was awake and smiled at the familiar faces surrounding him. "Hey you guys what did I do to earn this?"

"You had us very worried Taylor" Martin mockingly chastised. "Your face is a mess and yet you still pull that wise crack smile".

"And I'm still better looking than you, Harvard even with a black eye and fractured cheekbone" His smile visibly waned as he felt the full extent of his injured face. "Did you find Daphne in time?" He said suddenly becoming more alert "What happened?"

"We found her Danny, she's going to be Ok, he didn't have time to finish the job" Viv said reassuringly.

"OK that's good, oh! What about Jake? Did he give you the information?"

"Yes he gave us what he could, we found him locked up in the boot of Moss's car" Jack replied.

"Dead?"

"No he was unharmed; he told us Moss couldn't kill him. It seems blood does run thicker than water" Martin commented.

"Moss is dead" Jack confirmed seeing Danny's worried gaze. Martin shot him when he threatened Freddy"

"Whoa back up a minute" Danny said confused "What was Freddy doing there and I thought Martin had just been in hospital, Moss showed me the accident, it was on the news"

"I was on my way back to Freddy's with Velma when we were run off the road. It seemed that they were determined we wouldn't make it back. That's when he had Freddy kidnapped. I discharged myself from hospital and went straight to the warehouse" Martin explained.

"Dammit" Danny cursed "so who was he working with?"

"We don't know yet" Samantha admitted "were waiting for forensic tests on the body"

"Danny" Viv gently prompted "do you feel ready to tell us what happened yet?"

Danny swallowed hard and sighed "I guess, where do you want me to start?"

"What happened at Jake's house" Jack questioned.

"Er well its still a bit hazy" Danny admitted "I remember thinking the house was empty and turning to go when I saw part of a dress and heard somebody scream, looking back now I think Moss deliberately trapped me, he knew Jake would panic, I was stupid caught off guard"

Jack was a little unhappy that one of his most senior agents had let their guard down but urged Danny to continue.

"I woke up in that little dingy basement, Moss beat me a couple of times" he said referring to his facial injuries and fragile ribs.

Martin shook his head in disgust at the cowardice of Moss, beating him when he was completely helpless.

"Then I er remember waking up in hospital with a searing pain in my leg"

"You weren't conscious when he shot you?" Sam said surprised remembering the pain of when she was shot all too well

"No" he said quietly with a pained expression.

Jack broke the uneasy silence "Ok Danny we better go and let you get some well deserved rest" He said getting up "Martin, Samantha I want you to go see how Daphne is, myself and Viv are going to talk to forensics to identify that body"

"Goodbye Danny" Sam said giving Danny a little hug

"Oh easy Sam" Danny said feeling the pain in his chest again.

"Sorry" she smiled "see you soon"

Danny watched as his friends left and sighed frustrated at being confined to the four walls of his hospital room. He knew he wouldn't be able to get any meaningful rest, every time he closed his eyes, he saw it happen again.

Flashback

Danny heard the commotion outside and knew that they had finally been found. He was still tied up and gagged; he shifted to try free himself, useless. The gunshots came in quick succession startling Danny, he prayed it was good news as he heard footsteps approach. He was wrong, it was Moss. Danny could tell something was wrong. He looked different psychotic, every ounce of humanity shed; he was screaming at himself and didn't seem to remember Danny was there. Finally he turned to face him hatred burning in his eyes. Before Danny could react, Moss had fired, the bullet slamming into his left thigh. The immediate pain was excruciating as blood began to flow. Moss cocked his gun again; ready to shoot Danny again, but something stopped him, he took one last look at Danny before he turned on his heel and fled. Danny grimaced in pain and felt tears forming in his eyes, he knew how serious a bullet in the thigh could be, would he be found before he bled to death?

He was haunted by Moss, in all his years as an FBI Agent he had never felt so afraid of anybody as he had of Moss, he didn't seem to have a humane bone in his body, was hell bent on revenge and nothing would get in his way. He would never forget that look in Moss's eyes when he realised he had someone to take his anger out on, his eyes blind with rage, he had randomly shot him, watched his pain and fled. Danny now knew he was heading straight to Freddy.

He was startled by a soft knocking at the door and a nurse's smiling face popped in "Mr Taylor, I have someone who wants to see you?"

"Send them in" He smiled back, glad of a reason to stay awake.

The nurse opened the door wider and Daphne Blake wheeled herself in "Hey" she smiled softly

"Hey!" Danny was so relieved to see her looking so much better, her skin had recaptured some of the healthy glow that had first caught Danny's eyes in that photograph. Her throat had huge gauze where Moss had knifed her, and Danny knew her mental scars would never heal. She eyed the bandage on his heavily strapped left leg.

"Gunshot wound" he said matter of factly.

Her eyes widened in horror "Oh my god, Moss did that to you? I'm so sorry Danny"

"Not your fault Daphne, there's nothing to apologise for" Danny said firmly, "more importantly how are you?

She sighed "Physically? I'm fine but mentally…" Her voice tailed off. Danny couldn't even begin to comprehend how horrific her ordeal had been, how close to death she was.

"You can't get his face out of your head" Danny said quietly, taking her hand reassuringly.

"Every time I close my eyes I see him, see his cold uncaring eyes, hear his harsh emotionless voice, twice I've woken in a cold sweat, thinking he was there I could smell his breath, feel his hands on me, touching me…."

"He can't hurt you or your friends anymore Daphne, he's dead"

"He may be dead but he will haunt me to my grave" she chillingly predicted. "He violated me and I will carry that feeling to my dying day"

"Does Freddy know?" Danny suddenly questioned "about the rape"

"How can I tell Fred that, that monster raped me? It would totally destroy him, he's been through enough, I can't do it" she confided.

Danny didn't know what else he could say, no words could ever take away the pain of what Moss did.

"How is Fred?"

"Ok I guess, struggling to come to terms with what happened, can't blame him" She sighed "Our lives will never be the same again not after today." Tears were beginning to well up in her eyes and Danny could tell that she was hiding something.

"It's Velma, Danny! She's in a coma, she might never wake up" Danny's heart went out to her. "If she dies, then he will have won" Danny grabbed her hand tighter than ever and looked her straight in the eyes.

"You can't think like that Daphne; you have to believe she will get better"

"I just feel so useless, it's all my fault" She sobbed. Danny held her close, while she cried in his arms

"Its OK" he soothed everything's going to be okay" Danny felt so guilty, when he turned up at Jakes, Moss could have panicked and killed her there and then, maybe it was his fault, maybe the car crash wouldn't have been necessary. Danny tortured himself with these thoughts until Fred appeared in the doorway, startled he let go of Daphne, not wanting to give him the wrong impression, Daphne wiped her eyes when she saw him. He looked a little confused to see his girlfriend in the arms of the FBI agent that she had spent nearly two days in captivity with.

"I er wondered where you were, the nurse said you were here". He said indicating Danny. "How are you?"

"Okay considering…" Danny offered a weak smile.

"I'm sorry that you got caught up in this but I just wanted to say thank you"

Danny was confused "What for?"

"I gather that you kept her sane in their and protected her so thank you"

"Oh" Danny became sheepish and looked down at the floor, remembering one incident all too well.

Flashback

Moss came in, looking absolutely enraged, Danny was still tied to the post but talking with Daphne, Moss grabbed hold of Daphne, and began to drag her away, Danny immediately knew what he was going to do. "No wait!" he pleaded. "Please take me instead! Take your anger out on me, I remind you of everything you used to be, and what you threw away, take it out on me" For an awful moment, it looked like he would ignore Danny but he pushed her out of the room and locked the door, Moss approached menacingly and Danny suffered the most horrific torture.

Daphne realised, Danny was uncomfortable with Fred in the room, and he was probably reliving that one moment. Daphne knew he had selflessly saved her, hearing his tortured cries from outside the door had been horrific, she never saw him after that until now in the hospital. It was clear he didn't want to talk about it, she decided it was best to leave. "We ought to go now Fred, I'm tired"

"Sure" He replied absentmindedly, still wondering if anything had happened between her and the handsome agent, he tried to shake the thought out of his mind but couldn't get the image of them hugging as he entered the room out of his head. If they both feared they were about to die, would they seek comfort in each other? Fred couldn't help but think they did, they were definitely hiding something.