A/N: Here is the newest chapter. I hope you guys enjoy this. I apologize that this took me forever to write. I have been very busy lately and of course decided to start a new story "Not Just Another Dream" read it and let me know what you think. Please read and review :)

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Danny knows that her parents don't approve of them. They feel as though their daughter could have much better than a beat cop. It was because of all of this that Linda never saw her family. Her family consisted of her husband, her two boys, and all of Danny's family. Even with all of the discontent, they had rushed to the hospital to see their daughter. He knew they were there. He was glad they never asked him to leave. It seemed to him that they may have finally accepted him as the man their daughter loved and had decided to build a family with. However, he knew that if they asked him to leave the room, he wouldn't.

He just couldn't bring himself to leave Linda's side. He keeps replaying the frantic message that was left on his personal phone while he was out on shift. He remembers hearing every other word from his sister, until she had said "Linda was attacked. They're sending her to NYU Medical Center. I'm not sure how bad it is, but….Danny, you just need to get there."

He had all but rushed out of the precient. Danny didn't care what his sergeant was going to tell him or do. His wife, his beautiful Linda had been attacked.

Danny also kept replaying the conversation that he had with Mrs. Weir, their neighbor down a few houses. As she described it to him through the tears that she couldn't hold back. All the while trying to hold back his own tears. She had gone over to ask Linda if she could borrow their lawn mower, because theirs had broken down. Mrs. Weir had known that something was wrong, when Linda hadn't given her usual greeting. When she walked into the kitchen, she encountered a broken, bruised and bloodied Linda on the floor. She told Danny that she had called the police and EMTs as soon as she could. All the while mentally assessing Linda's injuries, praying that she would be able to make it to the hospital so that Danny could at least say goodbye if need be. And that tore at Danny's heart. They were supposed to have many years to come. And watch their sons grow and get married. Now his wife is barely hanging on by a thread.

"Danny, hey, how's she doing?" The gentle voice of his partner broke through his thoughts. He could tell she was genuinely concerned for Linda's wellbeing.

"Hi, Maria," Danny answered his partner, calling her by her given name for the first time in a long time, "I wish I could tell you she was doing great and that the doctors know exactly what injuries she has. I mean there are the obvious ones, but they are concerned there may be hiding. Like internal bleeding and…I need you do me a favor, please?"

"Anything."

"Could you check her fingernails? I always told her that if she ever…that to try and get something from them…I just…Please?" Danny found himself pleading.

"Of course," Maria found herself agreeing. She always had her partner's back and she knew he would have hers no matter what. Even though this wasn't in the description of partner, she knew Danny would trust no one else. "Do I…Do I need to check for a…."

"No they already did one and she wasn't, thank god," Danny sighed. Wishing he knew why someone attacked Linda and who...

"Well it looks like there is something there, if you want I can…and submitted it to the lab," Maria quietly confirmed. "Reagan, she is going to make it through this. If you need anything you just let me know. You take care of her and we'll take care of everything else," She finished and glanced one last time at Linda.

As he watched his partner leave, he just wanted answers that give him some hope as he watched his wife fight for her life.