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Chapter 5

I felt Danny scoot over closer to me as I buried my head in my hands. I felt his arm wrap around my shoulders, pulling me nearer to him, while his other hand caringly unburied my face from my hands. It felt as though he was trying to shield me from the rest of the world. I heard the waitress ask if I was ok as she dropped off our meals, and heard him answer yes through his chest wall where my ear was pressed.

"Talk to me Lindsay," Danny said in such a soothing and caring voice that I did not think possible from him, "What is it?"

I looked at him, trying to decide if it was safe to tell him; trying to decide how to put into words what I had been experiencing. Time seemed to stand still as we sat there, me staring into Danny's eyes. I was seeing something I was not used to seeing in his eyes.

"Let's get our food to go," Danny said as he motioned for our waitress, "and we'll go somewhere quiet."

I must have had a blank look on my face.

"To talk" he added.

I nodded and followed him in a robotic like manner out to the truck. He opened my door for me again, and I climbed in.

Danny drove to the waterfront, where it overlooked the water. You could see the sun sinking behind the skyline, setting everything ablaze in reds, oranges, and yellows. Normally I would have thought this was a beautiful scene and wished I had brought my camera but not today.

He stopped the truck, and turned to look at me. He brushed a lock of hair behind my ear, sending shivers up my spine.

"Let's take a walk." He suggested simply.

I nodded and we got out. We fell inline beside each other and starting moving away from the truck. It was quiet for a few minutes, just the two of us walking side by side. Danny was being patient and for that I was grateful. I wasn't sure how to start or even where to start. Hell, I wasn't even sure if I knew what was going on. How do you explain that to another human being?

I walked to the rail and looked over the edge, down at the water. It was still and calm on the surface, but you could sense the power of the water; the force and the speed of the movement below.

"I feel like I'm going crazy." I said softly, "I keep seeing things, and they look like pictures of the scene from this morning, but then today in the diner…"

I paused but Danny was quiet, seemingly knowing that once I started it would be hard to stop and start again.

"Today in diner, it was like I was in the scene in first person. I could smell the blood and there was this cracked mirror. I looked into and I didn't see me, as I am now, but I saw myself when I was like five or six."

Danny had pulled my back against his chest, whether it was from lack of being able to do something more or if it was because he knew, consciously or subconsciously, that it gave me the strength to go on, I don't know; I was grateful whatever the reason however.

"I wasn't covered in blood or anything, but I was standing among the carnage." I finished with a shiver, and felt Danny hold me tighter, "I don't know what it means. I didn't get to look at any of the faces. I reminded me so much of this morning…" I faded out.

We stood there, in silence, until the sun completely disappeared from the sky and the stars began a show of their own.

"I think we should go." Danny whispered into my ear.

I nodded against his chest and moved away from him. We started moving towards the vehicle; Danny interweaved his hand with mine as we got closer. I looked at him questioningly, but said nothing. He opened the passenger door to the truck, and I got in. We drove in silence to my apartment, the radio playing softly.

Danny pulled off the road in front of my apartment building and shut off the engine.

"We're here." Danny said quietly, "Come on, I'll walk you up."

"Danny," I said, "That's not really necessary. I'll be ok."

"No," Danny said stubbornly, "I really want to."

I shrugged my shoulders and got out of the truck. Danny jogged up to my side, and I let us into my building.

"Good building." Danny commented, "It's nice to see a building in New York that still has security."

"Yeah," I said, as we took the elevator up to my floor, "it's one of the things that really made me choose this place."

We got off the elevator on my floor and walked to my door.

"Well, here we are." I motioned to my door, "Do you want to come in?"