A/N: Hello again! I had hoped to post this earlier, however my concert adventure ended up being longer than I expected. I went to both NKOTB's concerts in Tacoma and Vancouver BC as well as the after party. I just came back home today. This was written on 4.5 hours of sleep and 7ish hours of driving. Enjoy! Please R&R.

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**BB**

He smiled as he remembered how hard it was to hail a taxi in this city. Danny was home and he couldn't be happier. As he thought of his family, he couldn't help but tear up. His family was everything to him. He knew that if he started with the wrong person the surprise would be done and null.

"Where to sir?" The taxi driver asked him. Staten Island, Manhattan, St. Brendan's High School, or One Police Plaza, or the 8th precient.

"Could you take me to One Police Plaza, please? I have some family I need to see there," Danny answered.

"Ok…um sure. But you know how hard it is to even get close to that building?"

"Park as close as you can. I can walk the rest of the way. I don't mind. It adds to the surprise," Danny replied.

"How long have you been gone?"

"Fourteen months. A little too long in my opinion. I miss my family."

"Understandable."

As they inched closed to 1PP, the ride became a little bit more tense. Danny had never been more nervous in to see his father. He knew that his entire family missed him but his father's reaction meant the most to him. There were three people he needed to surprise today, not on Sunday at family dinner, his dad, Jamie and Linda. He needed to see his baby brother; he always worried about him even if things were good. When he wasn't around to see that his brother was happy and healthy, he worried. He worried for all of his siblings, but for Jamie it was different. Danny realized that he needed and loved Linda more than he ever realized. Even though they had decided that they had wanted to spend the rest of their lives together, he wanted to make it official.

"Here, you are sir. And thank you for all you do Marine," the taxi driver said, "and don't even thinking about paying."

"You're welcome. And thank you."

One Police Plaza, for any civilian could be considered a normal building in the skyline of New York City. However for Danny, it had always made him nervous to be called here. For a NYPD officer, being called to this building meant you had done something wrong on the job and could be disciplined or loses their job. Even though he had chosen here on his own accord it still scared him. As he walked into the building that housed the upper brass of the New York Police Department, a building his father ran.

Walking into the lobby still give him the chills, he couldn't believe that his dad was now his ultimate boss when he rejoined the force. When, not if.

"Danny?" He heard someone ask, hoping it wasn't his dad that had spotted him. Turning he was grateful that Garrett, his father's DCPI. "What are you doing here? You are supposed to be in Iraq."

"Um, is my dad here?" Danny asked quietly, not thinking what it would do to his plan if his father wasn't in the office. "I was hoping to surprise him."

"Yeah he is up in his office. Follow me, I'll take you up there," Garrett smiled.

The closer the elevator climbed to the 14th floor, the more nervous he became. Never in his life had been nervous to see his father. Scared at times but never nervous. As the elevator dinged the arrival to the floor that housed his father's office he had to remind himself to breathe.

"Stay right here," Garrett insisted. Danny could hear Garrett explaining to his father's secretary who was waiting for them. "Are you ready?"

**BB**

Frank Reagan was a proud man. He was proud of his city and how they had bounced back from the horrors of September 11th. He was proud of the work he had done on the force. However he was most proud of the family that he and his wife had built.

His four children meant the world to him.

His youngest was still in high school and was becoming quite the athlete. Even though he was quite a few years younger than his older siblings, he got along well with them.

His second son, Joe was just about to graduate from high school and would attend St. Johns University in the fall. He had informed the family that he wanted to follow in the footsteps of the other men in the family and join the NYPD. Jamie and Joe were best friends and he can't imagine what the other would do if something happened to the other.

His daughter had given them a beautiful granddaughter who was very much like her mother. Erin had grown into a beautiful, smart woman. She had married just after her first year of college and Nicky was born just a year later. Now she had decided to go to Law School. Even though she was the only girl she held her own against her brothers. He knew they would protect her to the end.

And then there was his oldest son, Danny. It was Danny who was the most like Frank. He was stubborn, opinionated, protective and caring. When Danny had told his father he wanted to be a cop, it did not surprise him. When Danny brought home Linda for the first time, he could tell that his eldest had found the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. However, he wasn't with them, Danny was fighting a war in foreign country because of an attack that changed his city and his country.

As he looked at the pictures that decorated the bookshelf behind him he spotted a picture that had been taken the weekend before Danny left. It was a picture of Danny, Erin, Joe, and Jamie. They knew that this would be the last picture taken until Danny returned. He could see the fear in the eyes of each of his children. Erin, Jamie, and Joe missed their brother every day.

"Excuse me, commissioner, you have a visitor. Would you like me to show them in?" Garrett asked interrupting his thoughts.

"Of course, please show them in," Frank quietly replied, still lost in thought as he rose from behind his desk to greet his visitor. The voice that greeted him brought tears to his eyes.

"Hi Dad."