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Steve couldn't believe what was happening. He turned shutting the door the place might not have anything but it was Danny's personal place. Once Steve managed to get his thick skull partner to understand that this family wasn't going anywhere.
He should have realised a long time ago that Danny wasn't planning on staying moving from one place to another. Well when he finally talked some sense into him they were going home hunting together.
He was suddenly hit with the thought that Danny had been drinking again and was now driving under the influence. Cursing he climbed into the truck. Pulling out his phone he scrolled through until he located Danny's number. Opening the tracking app. He connected it to the hands free set.
Danny weaved through the morning traffic. He was so angry at himself he shouldn't have told Steve why couldn't he have just lied. The pain in his stomach flared again confused at the cause he had been drinking for so long that he didn't even suffer hang overs anymore.
His head was pounding making the noise of the traffic confusing he closed his eyes momentarily opening them just on time to avoid hitting the slow moving vehicle in front. Cursing himself he turned off the main road the back roads were always more quiet even in the mornings. If you know the right route you could avoid a high percentage of the traffic.
Steve couldn't believe that Danny was being so irresponsible. He remember Danny telling him how he had become very depressed after the death of his partner Grace. Mentally kicking himself he suddenly understood yesterday was the anniversary of her death. No wonder he had been so moody.
The pain was so bad in his stomach that his vision started to grey at the edges. Rational thoughts of pulling over no longer existed he just wanted to get away. He was unconscious even before he hit the car in the intersection.
The force of the collision was so fierce that it spun the other car into an uncontrollable spin causing it to smash into a street light embedding it into the front of the car making it buckle leaning dangerously over the car. The Camaro lost its momentum when it crashed into the low wall, unfortunately Danny hadn't put on his seatbelt and crashed through the window hitting the over grown grass with a sickening thud.
Steve watched the tracker turn muttering he turned at the next available junction. Back tracking he found a scene of carnage, several men were working on a crushed blue car. Steve checked the tracker parking up the truck pulling off his phone it didn't take long to locate the Camaro.
He stopped in shock it was only the front end that was crushed but it was the bloodied windscreen and empty drivers seat that caused his heart to stop. Jumping the wall he saw the grass crushed and splattered in blood but no sign of Danny. Shaking his head he followed the trail of damage finding a tangled mess that used to be his friend.
Dropping to his side he shakily checked his pulse point jumping as Danny gripped his wrist his eyes were a deathly grey and confused. Steve knew that Danny was stubborn arse but pulling himself this far from the accident was stupid.
"Danny stay very still. Help is on it's way"
Danny closed his eyes again he didn't have the energy to keep them open his body felt numb better then the horrific pain that had enveloped him a while again. Steve flipped open his phone dialling the emergency services keeping his hand resting on Danny's battered chest comforted only by the rise and fall.
Steve moved out of the way allowing the paramedics to work. The sight of Danny's injuries were making Steve feel sick to the stomach. He wanted to kick himself for not stopping Danny from leaving. It was most likely the relaxation of the alcohol that had saved Danny from certain death.
The paramedics secured Danny's neck before rolling him onto a back board hooking him up to an oxygen mask and air splitting both his legs and arm. His face was a patch work of abrasions and bruises. But what Steve noticed the total silence no one with these extensive injuries would remain this quiet and it was unnerving him.
Suddenly the paramedics simply scooped and was running towards the ambulance. Codes and vital were being shouted; Steve went to climb into the ambulance but was stopped by the paramedic stating that they needed the room.
Steve could hear the machines blaring as the doors of the ambulance closed. Danny was dying and Steve couldn't be there to stop it. He turned to the carnage left behind the driver of the blue car was being cut from the vehicle the smell of burning assaulted his nostrils; He knew that he shouldn't leave the scene but Danny needed him.
He started to jog back to his truck when he stopped suddenly spinning round he watched in horror as the firemen started to slowly extract a screaming child from the back of the blue car. She was pr strapped to a back board a neck collar already secure she looked about the same age as Grace, the paramedics took a quick vitals check before loading her into the ambulance. The driver remained in the car Steve moved to get a better view not to be morbid but simply to check the persons condition. But the sight of the white sheet made his blood run cold. The horror didn't end as the paramedics were fighting to get the passenger to breath. Whilst the firefighter pulled a baby from the back and Steve was thanking every god that was listening that the parents had the baby securely strapped into a baby carrier. But the high pitched scream would haunt Steve for a long time.
Steve didn't move he wanted to know that the children would have a last one surviving parent He didn't even know how Danny was going to live with this on his mind. Suddenly he found himself torn he wanted to be with his friend but the scene before him was holding him there and truth be known he was beginning to boil with anger. Danny had knowingly driven under the influence and by the looks of things he had torn a family apart. How could he have been so selfish.
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