part 6...
"Detective Messer?", the doctor said, concerned "All you alright?"
Danny looked at the doctor and then hung his head down. "No, I'm not. I want to know what has happened to Lindsay." The suspense was killing him, not being able to help her was the most agonizing experience he had ever had.
"Miss Monroe, was beaten and assaulted tonight. It's unclear if she was raped but we did a rape case as you instructed. And we are testing her blood to see she was drugged or if anything is in her system that would make her incapicated."
"Can I go in and see her?"
The doctor smiled, "Yes, but don't be surprised in how she looks. Her bruising has become more visible since she has been brought in."
Danny turned the door knob and trying to not make too much noise, quietly entered Lindsay hospital room. He grabbed the nearest chair that he could find and sat down next to her bed. The sight of her brought him to tears, and it didn't take the tears long to go streaming down his face. He wiped them away and gingerly clasped her hand and gently rubbed the back of it.
"Perfect fit."
He felt movement in her hand and noticed that she was gently squeezing her hand in his palm. He rose from the chair and gave her the smirk that she secretly loved and ever so carefully, kissed her on the forehead.
"How you doin." He said smiling. Lindsay slowly shifted in the bed and recoiled in pain. "I feel like I've been hit by a bus."
"Well you've always been beautiful, always will be." Danny said, smiling.
Lindsay
dropped Danny's hand and started to stare off into space. She turned
to him with big, fat tears dropping down on the covers and asked
Danny:
"What did I do to deserve this?"
to be
continued...