Disclaimer: CSI: NY and Danny do not belong to me (cries) Still not fair ;)
Snowed Inn
Jack was sitting in the dining room, reading a book when his cell phone rang. "Hello" he answered.
"It's Flack. Listen, your Dad is going to be okay but."
"What happened?" he was not going to listen to bullshit for ten minutes if something had happened to his father.
"The perp was hiding in a closet when your Dad found him. He attacked Danny with a baseball bat and shit him, but like I said he's going to be okay as soon as we can get him to a hospital."
"Where is he?"
"Room 213, second floor, but he's not awake at the moment. Mac's al ready caked Hawkes and done what he can. Danny will be okay but he needs to see an actual doctor sooner rather than later. We are working on getting the road cleared so we can get him out of here, but he ought to be okay for a while."
"Thanks." Jack hung up the phone, feeling slightly sick. He didn't want to believe somebody would hurt his Dad like that, but Jack's own experiences reminded him that some people just suck. Not all of them, but enough that you had to be careful. He understood people did rotten things to each other all the time, but didn't want to think it could happen to his family again. Jack was also very worried about his father. He and Beowulf ran up the stairs to see Danny and the others.
Meanwhile, Catherine was making another important phone call. It was to the man in charge of dispatching snowplows.
"Hello?" The man on the other end of the phone sounded tired and confused.
She went straight to business. "Listen. We're at the Mountain View resort. We have an injured police officer that needs to get to the hospital ASAP! Is there any way you can get the road cleared soon?"
"One of New York's finest, huh. Well that depends. How badly does he need to get to the hospital? That mountain road isn't exactly the easiest to get to."
"He's stable for the moment, but he needs a doctor soon. We aren't going to be able wait all weekend for your crew to here." She was getting impatient.
"I'll do what I can, but I wouldn't expect help until tomorrow at least."
Catherine was now officially pissed off. "We need to get him out of here within hours, not days."
"I said I'd do the best I can."
Mac grabbed the phone. "You're gonna have to do better then that. My officer has been badly injured will attempting to subdue a serial killer, and he needs to get to a hospital before the day is over!" He yelled at the guy in his best Marine voice.
It had the desired affect. "We'll try to get someone up there as soon as we can, but I'm not making any promises." The guy really sounded like he meant it this time.
"Thanks. I suppose a Marine would be better at yelling at people than me." Catherine teased.
"You seem to be pretty good yelling, too. You'd have gotten your point across, anyway."
Catherine shrugged. "Teenage daughter. I get lots of practice. Who do you get to yell at? Cause you're defiantly not out of practice."
Mac pointed at Danny. "Him, actually." He smiled at Catherine.
"I knew he seemed like a troublemaker."
Grissom had entered the room almost unnoticed. He listened to Mac and Catherine talk. Gil smiled. Those two had only just met, but hey were acting like they'd known each other forever.
Jack walked almost seconds after Flack had hung up his phone. He noticed dead man on the floor. At least Dad got the bastard. He looked over at Danny, who seemed to be waking up.
"Hi, Dad." He walked over to the bed.
"Jack?" Danny reached up and hugged his son with his good arm.
"You okay?"
"Guess I will be."
"Don't you ever do that again! You should know better than to scare us like that."
Danny laughed, causing his ribs to ache even worse than they had been. "Don't suppose any of you guy have painkillers or something. He wasn't particularly hopeful.
Don dug through the First Aid kit and found a couple aspirin. "That's about the best we can do at moment." He handed them over. "Sorry, Dan."
"Better than nothing. Thanks." Danny swallowed them.
Lindsay, who had been quiet up this point suddenly, spoke. "While you and Horatio are both in here, I have a question to ask." She paused for a second. "What the hell is wrong with you!"
"Is that a rhetorical question?" Danny asked. "Because I can think of an extremely long list, if you're interested."
"You two couldn't wait thirty seconds for backup to arrive when you know the killer is probably waiting for you on the other side of the door. You're lucky he didn't kill you both." She ignored Danny's lame attempt to joke his way out the situation.
"Sorry, Montana. Guess I wasn't thinking." Danny was really glad she cared enough to scream at him.
Lindsay continued to yell at the two of them until Mac interrupted. "Isn't that my job?" he asked.
"You can scream at them, too. It's actually a lot of fun." she answered.
Mac shook his head in amusement and called the rest of the CSI's to let them know what happened. Then they quickly put Sam in the freezer and Danny in his own room while Eric and Greg processed the room.
Lindsay stayed with Danny. Jack and the other Lindsey sat in the lobby, passing a Nintendo DS back and forth, and talking about the day's events. Everyone else went down to the hotel bar.
A/N: Yay! Another long(for me) chapter finished One more to go! Thanks for reviewing they really, especially if I get stuck for an idea. Those last few finally got my brain to work almost properly again. Please Read & Review! Thanks again ;)