Danny's mind kept replaying what had just happening. He had been on the phone talking to Mac about how Stan could be a suspect, and the next thing he knew, Stan had stabbed Lindsay. Now he was holding his gun on Stan. Now he was staring at Stan with the bloody knife and Lindsay at the floor near his feet wounded. "I'm really sorry about hurting her," Stan said again, bringing Danny out of his trance. "We never meant for anyone to get hurt."
"You are horrible liar Stan," Lindsay muttered, as she slowly opened her eyes, as she looked up at Danny. He could see the extreme pain in her eyes. "You stabbed me. Last time I checked, that fell under hurting someone."
"Well, you guys made me flip out," Stan snapped. "If you guys didn't push me, I wouldn't have flipped."
"Oh, blame it on us." Lindsay let out a moan, as she started to sit up, and Danny quickly moved to stop her. "What?"
"Don't move," he softly ordered, as he put a hand on her shoulder. "You might cause yourself to bleed some more."
"Right." Danny hunched down next to her making sure that he kept his gun aimed at Stan. "You okay?"
"She was stabbed, you idiot, how do you think she is," Stan sneered, causing them to look up at him. "You have to be a complete moron to ask that question."
"Coming from the man who stabbed her." Lindsay could feel Danny shaking as he gripped her shoulder. "We thought you were a victim, Stan. Not one of the robbers."
"Well I guess there's a lot you don't know about me isn't there."
"I guess so."
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"Didn't see that one coming," Flack said, as he turned to face Hawkes. "Did we at least get anything off of this Stan guy?"
"He worked here for ten years with no complaints and never missed a day of work ever," Hawkes said, as he looked at the file in his hands. "Nothing looked out of the ordinary on the guy."
"Yeah, until he pulled a knife on one of my people," Mac said, as he came up to their side. "He's one of them. He's how they got into the vault. He's their inside guy."
"Danny and Lindsay could not have known," Stella said, as she looked at the screen to see that Danny was now hunched down beside Lindsay, still facing Stan who had the knife in his hand. "He's not dropping that knife at all."
"Danny has to tend to Lindsay's wound before it gets any colder in there," Hawkes said, causing them to look over at him. "Or it's going to get really nasty for them all. She could get really sick."
"Well, I'm sure that Danny knows at least some first aid on how to take care of her and if not, I'm sure he'll know who to call," Flack said, as he shot him a smile. "Let's just hope he can get the knife away from Stan."
"Yeah, let's hope it doesn't come down to hand to hand combat for the knife. That wouldn't be pretty."
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"Oh, this has not been my day," Lindsay whispered, as she closed her eyes, only to have Danny shake her awake. "Sorry, I forgot. Don't go back to sleep. Hawkes wouldn't be happy with me."
"Yeah, you're right about that," Danny quickly picked up his cell phone and dialed a familar number. "Here, talked to your buddy, Sheldon. See what he thinks we should do about your wound."
"Okay." Lindsay took the phone from a shaky hand. "Danny, it's going to be okay."
"Yeah, I know." He shot her a smile, as he returned his gaze back to Stan. "So when were you gonna tell us you were really one of the bad guys?"
"Um, how about never," Stan answered with a smirk, as he looked over at them. "That would have ended me up in jail. Not a nice place to end up."
"Yeah, we know."
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Hawkes cell phone rang causing him to jump and he quickly answered it. "Hello," he said as he looked around. "Lindsay?" The others turned to look at him with concerned looks. "How are you doing?"
"I'm doing all right, besides the fact that I got stabbed," she said, as she slowly pulled herself up into a sitting position. Danny kept a close eye on her, as he moved in front of her and towards Stan. "Oh, they're talking about how much longer Stan could have kept up his secret." Lindsay pulled her hand away from her wound and winced at the sight of the blood. "Um, it's not the bad. Some blood."
"Which side?"
"My right side." Lindsay took a deep breath as a wave of pain went through her body, causing Danny to pause in his conversation and shoot a glance back at her. She shot him a fake smile and motion for him to continue on. "It missed my organs. I'm fine. Just in a bit of pain right now. Bit light headed, cold, nothing more than that."
"You're going to need to bandage that wound soon. You don't want to get an infection, or before you loose too much more blood."
"I will, as soon as Danny gets the situation under control." Lindsay gripped the cell phone as she began to shake. "Ow, that hurts."
"Hang in there, girl, we're working on the doors now, we'll get you out of there. I'll take you both out to dinner and to a movie."
"Sounds like a good plan." Lindsay then froze as Stan lunged at Danny. "Danny!" She dropped the phone as she launched herself forward at Danny. "Danny!"
"Lindsay!" Hawkes called out, as he turned to face the screen, as they watched as Stan lunged at Danny. "Oh, no. Don't help him. You move too much, you'll hurt yourself more." They then watched as Danny slammed an elbow into Stan's face knocking the man down hard and he fell to the floor.
"Yeah, good shot," Flack said, causing everyone to turn to look at him. "What? He got him without shooting him. That's gotta be some points to that."
"Yeah, let's just hope that they're okay," Stella said, as she turned to face the screens.
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Danny quickly got up from the floor and made his way over to where Lindsay was slowly getting up to her knees. "Hey, you shouldn't have tried to help me," he said, as he helped her sit up. He was slightly out of breath and a little light headed. "You okay? You didn't hurt yourself more did you?"
"I may have," she started, as she looked up into his eyes. "I think I scared Hawkes, when I dropped the phone. He did offer to take us to dinner and a movie when we got out of here."
"Hmm, sounds like a great idea. Where's that phone? I need his advice on how to take care of you. My first aid training only went so far."
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Everybody looked over at Hawkes when his cell phone rang again and he answered it. "Hello."
"Hey, Hawkes, how ya doing?" Danny asked him, as he began to tie Stan up with his boot laces. "Sorry about the scare earlier."
"Yeah, thanks. How's she doing?"
"Well she's got a knife wound." After he was done with Stan, he shoved the man towards the wall and made his way back to Lindsay's side. "Okay, my first aid training only goes so far. What do I need to do?"
"Okay, you're going to need to look at the wound and see how bad the wound looks."
"All right. Hang on while I do that." He then looked up into Lindsay's eyes. "This is gonna hurt." He lifted up Lindsay's coat, and her shirts to reveal the wound. It was about half an inch wide and about an inch deep. "Okay, now what?"
"I need you to clean the wound first, to get any debris from it. There should be a first aid kit in the kit with you."
"Got it." Danny cracked his open and took out the alcohol. He shot Lindsay a sympatheic smile. "Sorry, sweety, this is gonna hurt like hell."
"I know. It is," Hawkes replied.
"I wasn't talking to you, and you know that." He looked up at Lindsay to see that a small smile had come to her face. "Okay, this is gonna hurt a bit. But Hawkes did say you can take it out on him after we get out of here."
"Sounds like a good plan," Lindsay said, as Danny began to wash out her wound. She let out a gasp. "Ow."
"Sorry." He picked up his phone again. "Okay the wound is cleaned. Now what?"
"Put a clean bandage on, and wrapped it. Make sure that it's secure enough so that if she does move, she won't cause it to start bleeding again. She'll probably need stitches once she's out."
"Okay, thanks Hawkes. We owe you big time."
"Of course you do. Just don't allow her to sleep for a bit. And keep an eye on Stan, Mac says."
"Will do. You guys keep up your good work. We'll keep an eye on Stan." He then flipped his phone shut and looked up at Lindsay. "Guess we get to chat for a few more hours, Miss Montana."
"Oh, goodie. It does seem that I'm on the menu today." Danny shot her a smile, as he moved up next to her. She leaned against him, and he slid an arm around her waist, being careful not to touch her wound. "I don't like being on the menu for conversations."
"Yeah, I've noticed that." Danny shot a glance down at her. "But we can talk about something else."
"That would be nice." She then shivered, as she curled more into his side. "I hope they get the door opened soon. 'Cause it's getting colder in here."
"I'm sure that they're working on it, Lins." He then tightened his hold on her. "Come on, talk to me. What shall we talk about?"
TBC
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