Disclaimer: "Las Vegas" and its characters do not belong to me they belong to NBC and are being used without permission. Please don't sue because I have no money.
Author's Note: I haven't been watching Las Vegas because Prison Break is on the same time as this one, so that is why this fic takes place in the Season Finale.
Out Of The Ashes.
Danny McCoy looked at the pile of rubble that used to be the Monticito. He wondered what was going to happen to all of them now that it was gone. Would they build a new Monticito? Would they still have jobs once it was built? He turned to see who had driven up and found that Ed Deline was stepping out of his car.
"Hi Danny."
"Ed. What are you doing here?"
"Same as you. Looking things over." He paused. "I'm sorry to hear about your Dad, Danny."
Danny nodded as he looked at the ground. The only one that could truly understand was gone. She went with another man and wasn't back yet.
Ed looked around and shook his head. What had happened to his casino? What would happen to his employees? Or him for that matter. He still had contacts in the CIA and wondered if he should call them for help. He looked at Danny and felt sorry for him. He knew that Mary left with another man and then shortly after that he was told that his father had died. What a blow for him. He would be there for him at the funeral as well as his daughter and the rest of the employees that were still around. He was still trying to find Nessa to warn her of danger, but still unable to reach her.
He watched as Danny went to his car and drive away and then he too got into his car and drove away. He hoped that the casino and Danny would rise out of the ashes to start a new day.
The End