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Spoilers: Run Silent, Run Deep
One Long Night at Sullivan's
Danny and Lindsay sat together at the bar, trying to unwind after a long shift. They had finally caught the asshole that had beat his own kid to death. It had been a tough case, and they were both glad it was over. They were talking about it the case when Flack walked in and spotted his friends. "Mind if I join you?" he asked.
"Not at all. We were just discussing exactly how much people suck and do terrible things to each other for no reason." Danny told him.
"Take it you caught the killer."
"Yeah. Still can't figure out why anyone would do that to a little kid, though." Lindsay hated it when they didn't figure out why. She had a tendency let it eat at her.
"Sometimes people just suck." Flack tried to change the subject. "You guys catch the baseball game last night?"
The three friends talked and had more than a few drinks as a few hours passed. The more they drank, the louder their conversation became. They continued to discuss baseball, as there was a game on at the moment. It was the Red Sox against the Yankees, and the Yankees were losing. The only one who was happy about it was Dylan, who had joined them a little while ago.
"It's not like the Yankees really do suck. If they did we wouldn't have a problem. I like to think the rivalry has more to do with history and mutual respect than anything." Dylan, of course, hated the Yankees with a passion but knew better than to open his mouth in present company."
"Boston's tough." Danny admitted. "Whether they win or not, Yanks defiantly got a fight on their hands."
A little more time passed as Hawkes and Stella joined them an hour later. They had a few more rounds as Stella talked to Danny.
"I never got a chance to ask you how you're doing after what happened to Louie," she told him.
"Guess I'm okay. Its not like it was huge shock." Danny slurred. "But I still wish I could've had a chance to make peace, before he…"
Stella cut him off. "If you ever need anything, you know we're still here for you."
"Yeah, I know guys. I'll be okay. Thanks." It was starting to serious again. Danny soon put an end to that.
He asked the most random question he could think of. "If you could be a superhero, who would you be?"
Lindsay answered first, "I'd like to be Wonder Woman,"
"Yeah Montana, you'd lasso all the bad guys, just like cattle." Danny teased.
"All right, smart ass. What about you?"
Danny thought about for a minute. "I'd rather be Wolverine. He's got a nasty temper, but usually tries to do right thing. How 'bout you, Flack?"
"Promise not to laugh?"
"Promise"
"You're gonna think it's stupid."
"And Wonder Woman isn't a little silly?"
"All right, then. I guess I'd like to be Batman."
"Dark Knight, huh? Sounds like you." Stella wasn't surprised by his answer.
"Okay, Stella, now it's your turn." Flack was curious about she would pick.
"Storm. She was great. A good leader in a pinch and tougher than a coffin nail."
"Typical." Danny knew She'd pick someone like that. "You're next, Hawkes."
"I would also pick one of the X-men. Beast. A brilliant scientist."
Dylan knew he was the last one. "Never really thought about it before. I guess I would chose to be Spiderman."
"I thought you couldn't stand bugs."
"I like spiders. They eat parasites like mosquitoes."
They talked for a little while longer. They also continued to drink. Every single one of them was completely plastered when Mac entered the bar a few minutes before last call. He was immediately pulled aside by Stella. "Hey Mac, do you come here often?" she asked.
"What?"
"Seriously though. I got something important to tell you. They told me it was stupid to pretend and I agree."
"What's going on?"
"I love you Mac Taylor!" Stella shouted. Everybody left in the bar heard her. She gave him a big, wet kiss. The rest of the team and Dylan cheered drunkenly.
Mac finally realized every last one of them was drunk. He was a bit annoyed but knew getting angry now would serve no purpose. Right now he needed to make sure they made it home alive. He dragged them, one at a time, into his car. It was a tight fit but Mac didn't have much of a choice. As soon as he reached the first stop it was much more comfortable, anyway. Danny, Dylan and Lindsay all got off at the same building Lindsay insisted on saving him some gas but Mac knew that wasn't really why she left with Messer. He just wanted to get Flack out of his car before he throw up. Don looked quite ill. He managed to wait until his building was in sight before he got sick all over the inside of Mac's car. Mac threw him out and took Hawkes home. Stella wanted to go home with him. Mac had enough for one night, so he didn't fight it. Stella passed out almost immediately anyway.
Mac would get even with all of them the next morning.
A/N: I know at least one of them would probably be on call but for this fic it's funnier that they are all there. Just a short, somewhat funny bit. I'll tell you about what Mac did to them the next morning tomorrow. Tell me if you've got any ideas as well. Or if you think this isn't worth continuing. Either way, I love reviews. Thanks a lot.