A/N: Just read lapmal's review about her going on a vacation next week and not being able to read this story for a month. So I'll try really hard to finish it during the next week (I had planned to do it anyhow).

This chapter is going to be about Danny, but I promise, no I swear, the next chapter's going to be about Martin.

Dedicated to: missusmesser (sorry, you'll have to worry about him some time longer), Rose Ray (it'll probabaly be sad, I dunno yet), newsyd (don't have to wait any longer), lapmal (promise I'm going to finish it, just for you, I know how hard it is not to know how a story ends), csigirlie156 (so, we're back to the meat grinder now, aren't we?), rabbitmonkey (I won't write just to continue with this, because I suppose it will get bad if I do. This is the last chapter about Danny, Viv or Jack, next will be fixed on Sam and Martin. The others will still be a part of it, but only with Sam and/or Martin) and bdoney (I really wanted to bring Viv in, but I didn't know wether it was a good idea to tell her because of her condition, so I let Jack think what I thought about it)

Chapter 13

Jack had stayed with Vivian a bit longer, making sure she really was okay, not blaming herself for not being there for the others. They had talked about Samantha and how she dealt with Martin being hurt and in hospital, about Danny and his condition and, when Jack mentioned him calling Martin's parents, they also talked about Martin. Viv agreed with Jack about his father being a cold-hearted bastard for not caring about his son like a real father had to.

When Viv started yawning, Jack hastily got up, claiming he already kept her awake for too long and said he would leave her alone now so she could go to rest. Viv had assured him that she was okay, but had agreed with Jack saying he needed to go and check on Danyy.

A look at his watch told him nearly one and a half hours had passed since he saw Danny enter Martin's room. It was 4.47 p.m. by now. Walking down the corridor he saw Danny sitting in one of the plain white hospital chairs, his face covered with his hands. He slowly approached the younger man not to startle him and quietly said, "Danny."

Hearing his name, the young agent slowly lifted his head to see who had called him. He saw Jack standing above him, a deeply concerned expression on his face. "Jack," He said tiredly, "Where've you been?"

"I've been with Viv. Sorry I kept you waiting so long, but I saw you go into Martin's room and I thought you would stay with him for a while. When did you come back?"

Danny lokked down again to check his watch. "'Bout 20 minutes ago. How's Viv? Did you tell her?"

"She's doing fine. Yeah, I did tell her." After Danny shot him a questioning glance, Jack continued, "She took it quite well. Blamed herself for not being able to be here with you... but I assured her and we talked a bit. She's okay now."

"She shouldn't blame herself... it's not her fault. She needs to take care of herself now, not care about us." Danny said worriedly.

Jack nodded slightly. "Yeah, that's what I told her. But you know Viv. She treats you like her own children."

Danny smiled sadly. "Yeah, she does. She always did. I really wish she would be here now. She always manages to reassure everybody, make them feel less guilty or sad or whatever."

"Yeah, she does. I told her you and Samantha would go and visit her some time soon, as she's not being able to come here."

Danny nodded. "I'll go and visit her as soon as Martin wakes up."

"Yeah, well... " Jack hesitated.

"What?" Danny replied and stared at Jack inquisitively. "You didn't tell her about the 24 hours?"

"Erm... no. No, I didn't tell her." When Danny kept staring at him, Jack added, "I didn't know how to tell her. She had just said you needed her now, not tommorw or next week. Should I have told her then? She would have blamed herslef even more. No, I couldn't tell her. And I don't know if she should know it right now."

Danny still looked at Jack, but he seemed at least a bit convinced. "Yeah... I guess you're right," He replied slowly.

Jack just wanted to ask wether Danny had eaten something when he saw that the young man was panting slightly. "Hey, Danny, are you alright?" He asked concerned.

Danny, who had covered his face with his hands again, replied, "I'm okay, just a bit tired."

He wanted to get up but Jack put a hand on his arm and oushed him back down. Danny looked at him quizzically. "Have you eaten anything?"

Danny looked like he had just been caught, but he replied, "I'm really okay. I just need to get up and walk around a lil' bit." But as Jack kept staring at him he said, "No, I haven't eaten anything. But I'm not hungry. Really," He added as Jack didn't look like he did believe him.

"Danny, I know you're not hungry, but when I can't make you sleep I can at least force you to eat-"

"No, Jack. Don't start like this. I don't wann eat anything. Okay?" And with that, he got up, pushing the hand still holding onto his arm away. He knew immediately that it hadn't been a good idea at all. His legs felt like there made out of jelly and his mind was spinning like mad. He tried to grab something to keep himself upright and the last thing he felt before he fell to the ground were the arms of his boss, once again holding him as he broke down.

Jack saw something was really wrong the same second Danny had gotten to his feet. He put a hand to his head and with the other one he tried to grab hold of anything to keep himself from falling. Jack was by his side in a split second, catching him as he was falling to the ground.

He put the younger mans arm around his neack and with the other one he shoved him towards the chair he had just gotten up from. When he had managed to lay him down onto his side he checked his pulse. Relief washed over his face when he felt it, weak and quick, but still it was there.

He patted him on the cheeck slightly and said, "Danny. Hey, Danny. Come on, Danny-boy, wake up." The younger man stirred slightly, then his eyes fluttered open.

"Jack?" He asked, confusion filling his voice. "Where am I? What happened?"

"Hey, hey, it's okay. You passed out. But you're okay. I'm just going to get a doctor, okay? Don't worry, I'll be right back." With that, he got up and hurried down the corridor. Luckily, he found the doctor who had treated Martin right down the corridor, talking to a nurse. He told him what had happened and the man immediately started walking down the corridor, taking the nurse with him.

The two of them checked Danny's vital signs, then the nurse hurried off to fetch a gurney. Together with Jack, they laid the young man onto it and brought him to a quiet room at the end of the corridor. The nurse helped Danny settle on the bed comfortably, then she returned with a syringe which she handed to the doctor.

"Wait," Danny said weakly, "What's that?"

The doctor looke at him with a calming expression. "Don't worry, it's just some medication that will help you sleep a bit."

The words didn't seem to calm Danny down, quite the opposite: he got very agitated and started shaking his head. "No, no, I don't want to sleep. I don't want to get this sleeping drug."

Danny looked at the doctor pleadingly. "You really need to rest. You were shot last night, you didn't sleep and you just collapsed. I'm sorry but I have to insist."

The young agent turned around and looked at his boss, who was standing in a corner of the room, with a pleading expression. "Danny, I think the Doc's right, you really ought to-" He didn't finish his sentence when he caught the now desperate look his friend shot him. "Okay, okay. Doc, I know he really needs to rest and I swear I'll make him do so and maybe even eat something. But he wants to be awake when Martin wakes up. Couldn't you maybe... " He trailed off.

The doctor looked at him seriously, then turned around to look at Danny, on the bed, looking just as pale as the sheet he was layoíng on. "Alright, but you have to make him rest, and I will check upon him in about 15 minutes. The nurse will bring you something to eat."

"Thank you, doctor," Jack replied.

"Yeah, thanks a lot," Danny replied, his voice full of relief.

Turning to the bed, the doctor said, "But be warned. If you don't rest, I will give you this medication. You understand?" Danny just nodded. With a last warning glance towards Danny and a short nod towards Jack, the doctor left the room, leaving the two men in silence.

A/N: As I said earlier, last Jack/Danny/Viv alone chapter, next will all be including Martin/Sam. So, we're coming to an end.