chapter13...
Danny caught the faint whiff of her shampoo as he held Lindsay close to his body. She clung to him tightly, grasping his shoulders that would surely bruise, but that was at no importance. Being here for her was gratitude enough.
"Danny, "Danny, Lindsay said, hoarsely, "Please take me home, I don't want to stay here any longer." The pleading in her voice broke his heart, it tore him up inside.
He couldn't stand it any longer. Danny released Lindsay and propped her against the bed and went over to the window and grabbed the wheelchair that was propped up against the wall. He unfolded it and pushed it over to Lindsay.
Trying to resist the urge but couldn't, he placed a small kiss on the tip of her nose and helped her into the wheelchair. He grabbed a blanket, and placed it over her lap. Danny started to push Lindsay but he felt her soft hand caressing his cheek. He looked down, and Lindsay reached up and kissed Danny on the lips, the warmth radiating throughout his body. She smiled warmly.
"Thank you, cowboy," Lindsay said, looking into his eyes, "Let's ride."
Taking the wheelchair out of park, he was headed towards the door when it was flung open and the nurse stormed into the room. She glared at Danny and Lindsay and seethed, "Where do you think you're going?"
Danny's Apartment
A loud thud from the neighboring apartment startled Don out of a heavy sleep. He jumped up and knew something was not right. He had a suspicion that Danny was not in his bedroom sleeping. Taking quiet steps, he cracked open the door to Danny's room and peeked in.
Danny was nowhere to be found.
Back at the lab
Mac couldn't wait any longer. He had to know who did this to Lindsay. "Who, Stella, who?".
"The match comes back to an Anthony Garrett," Stella said, running her fingers in her curls, "He has a prior for a DUI."
"Well. Let's go have a little chat with Mr. Garrett". Mac said, gravely.
To be continued...