Chapter Eight

Lindsay was rushed to hospital, and Danny was being dragged across a cold floor, he was still bound and gagged, and still thinking of Lindsay.

Lindsay had dipped out of consciousness moments before the ambulance arrived and hadn't woken up since. There was panic rising in the team, not only had one of their team been taken hostage, he did it while saving the life of the woman he loved, who was laying in a hospital bed hanging on to her life.

"What happened out there Flack, WHAT HAPPENED?"

Flack pulled Stella into his arms, she was thumping his chest, but when she finally stopped, she let her tears take over.

Stella cried into Flack's arms, it wasn't his fault and she knew it, but she had to blame someone and he just happened to be there. She lifted her head up to look at Flack.

"I'm sorry, I know it wasn't your fault."

"Shh, its ok, I don't blame ya for being mad."

Stella grabbed hold of his waist tighter, she never wanted to lose him. Mac was sat by Lindsay's bedside, talking to her.

"Lindsay, we need you to pull through, Danny needs you to pull through, he needs you to be here when he gets back."

He took hold of Lindsay's hand and hung his head, what had happened, why did he let Danny go.

"Danny?"

Mac's head flung up and he squeezed her hand, she was waking, he looked out to Stella and Flack.

"Lindsay, he isn't here, but he will be here soon."

"Where is he? What happened?"

"Lindsay, you need to rest, I'll be back in a minute I need to tell them your awake."

"Don't leave me as well."

"I'm coming back, just like Danny."

Meanwhile Danny was being beaten. The man had taken the gag out of his mouth for pleasure, so he could hear Danny's cries of pain.

"Danny, Danny, Danny. What would your brother say?"

"Leave Louie out of this!"

"I don't think your in the position to be making demands Danny."

Danny hung his head, his arms and legs were tired, his head throbbing from the beating he was taking and his gut, was already bruising.

"What did I do to you?"

"Your father wanted us to send you a message!"

"My father, my father asked you to do this? Shoot my fiancee and kidnap me?"

"Fiancee, things getting serious I see!"

"IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!"

"But it has something to do with me."

Danny turned to see a familiar figure walk out of the darkness, it was the man he had once called 'dad'.

"You, why are you doing this I HAVENT DONE ANYTHING!"

"I know, but your boss was getting close to destroying us, and this is our way of sending a message. If he comes near us again, we will kill one of his team, and what a way to start."

"This is a threat, you have a man stab me in the street, shoot Lindsay when she is left alone and kidnap and beat the living shit outta me, this is a good way to start!"

"She was never meant to get hurt, the fact is no-one was meant to get hurt."

His father turns to the man who had been tormenting Danny.

"Whether or not you follow orders is one thing, but I made it clear no-one was to get hurt, we want to make them think not come at us with guns blazing, and least of all did I expect you to hurt my son."

"But you told me to take care of him!"

"Yes as in threaten verbally! Not almost KILL HIM, HIS IS MY SON AND I DO LOVE HIM!"

"Love me, you called me a disgrace because I wouldn't become like you, because I became a cop!"

His father walked towards him and touched Danny's bloody face.

"I do love you Danny, you are still my son, and your mother reminds me of that everyday, she wanted better for you, she wanted you to get away from it, and so did I."

"Then why say those things to me, why tear my life apart at the seems, by almost killing Lindsay, WHY?"

"She wasn't supposed to get hurt, and you were supposed o be brought here in one piece not battered and bruised. You shouldn't have to be here."

His father turned to the man again and drew his gun and shot the man straight between the eyes.

"I am sorry Daniel, for everything I have put you through, but I am going to give you a warning, you tell your boss to stay away, or we will attack the core of his peace."

"Why, why get me dragged here, so I can come face to face with you, why not just leave me, disown me, why bring up all the pain?"

"Because I needed to make you see that I still care."

"Care, you didn't care when I was dying laying in a hospital bed, neither you or mom came to see me, and you stand there in front of me and say that you care? I WISH YOU WERE DEAD!"

The man stood over Danny. He untied his hands and gave him the gun, and backed away.

"No you have your chance, you can take all the pain away, kill me, let it all go!"

Danny stood up and pointed the gun at his father, demons of his past flashing through his eyes, through the tears, the pain.

"I love you Daniel. Remember that."

"YOU DON'T LOVE ME! YOU'RE PRETENDING!"

"I cant imagine this Daniel."

Danny cocked the gun and aimed at his father, tears falling faster and faster.

TBC

A/N - I am not very good at writing big dramatic scenes, but I am working on it!