Black Eyes, Blue Tears

Trevor said:
Cool fic, did you know that the title is also the name of a Shania Twain song?

That song is what gave me the inspiration to do thi fic. I was listening to her c.d. and I heard it, so I had to write a fic about it.
 
I do that a lot as well. My earliest works (which I have since then lost) as well as my Tomb Raider movie fic has plenty of scenes inspired by songs. Oh, and Shania rules!
 
part 7...

Danny rose from his chair and sat on her hospital bed and gathered her in his arms, holding on to her to calm her racing heart.

"Linds, you did nothing, nothing wrong," Danny said calmly"He's the one who was in the wrong, not you."

Lindsay fidgited with her hands and started to mess with the I.V in her hand, she started to pull the needle out when Danny stopped her in mid-action.

"Lindsay, don't!", Danny exclaimed, "You"ll hurt yourself even more."

"How can I catch this guy with me sitting in this hospital bed." Lindsay said, tears welling up again in her eyes.

Danny held her even closer and whispered in her ear: "He'll pay. I'll personally catch this guy and make him pay for what he did to you."

"Sweetheart, I need to know what happened to you, do you remember?" Danny said softly to her, making sure to not upset her.

"Can I have some water first?" Lindsay said, her throat parched. "Yes, I remember what happened?"


"Just go slowly if you need to," Danny said, " I have all the time in the world. Take your time."


Lindsay sat up and started to speak:

"When I moved to New York, I became friends with my neighbor, Elizabeth Washington. She was single, I was single and we became best friends. We went out and had fun. She had told me in the past that she was a "matchmaker" of sorts, and she had set up some of her friends and as the result of that, some of these pairings had been very successful."

"I had always told her no, that I didn't want to be set up, I wasn't into that. I wanted to meet people on my own, not have a third-party interfere."

"It had gotten to the point that I just told her yes so she would drop the subject. I agreed, and she set me up with a man named Anthony Garrett, a corporate tax attorney."

"That meeting took place 3 days ago and last night was the blind date. He knocked on my door and I slowly opened it."

Lindsay stopped talking and her eyes had taken on the look of a deer caught in the headlights.

"And that's when he grabbed me by the throat and told me I was going to pay dearly."

And that was the last thing Lindsay said before she blacked out.


to be continued...
 
Thank you for adopting me, I feel blessed!

I'll update soon, life is kinda hectic. I'm writng a paper on and (what a coincidence!) it's about international adoptions.
 
part 8...

"Lindsay! Lindsay!",Danny screamed, "Wake up! Wake up!"

The Doctor was in the hallway we heard the screaming and rushed in with a nurse.

"Det. Messer, calm down," the doctor said firmly. "Let me check her out and see what happened."

Danny impatiently waited while the doctor checked on Lindsay's vitals.

"It appears that Miss Monroe has just passed out. She'll be alright."

"I'm going to be by her side until she wakes up again." Danny said, flushed.

The doctor expressed a firm smile and extended his hand to Danny's shoulder.

"I think she has been through enough today. Go get some rest and we'll call when she is ready to talk again."

Danny was not particually happy with the doctor's words. "I'll leave but I'm not going home." He aruptly turned and walked away from the hospital wing.

He was exiting the hospital when he walked right into Stella and Mac. Stella grabbed Danny's shoulder to steady herself and being the caring woman she was, grabbed Danny in a hug.

"How are you doing, sweetie?"

Danny tried hard to not show his emotions but he couldn't help that his voice cracked.

"Not too good," Danny said, softly. "Linds was hurt pretty bad, Stel."

Mac came over and gave Danny a quick hug.

"Danny go take a walk and grab you a bite to eat. Keep up your energy." Mac said.

Mac and Stella entered the hospital, just as Danny walked down the sidewalk going in different directions but reaching the same point, anger.

Mac stopped by the information desk while Stella went up to the floor where Lindsay was held. She saw Lindsay's reflection through the glass viewing window and almost cried out. Lindsay was beaten and broken beyond belief. Angry tears were breaking the surface of her eyes and the SOB would pay. You don't hurt one of your own. Never.

Danny was walking by a construction site and just stopped. He almost collapsed on the ground, overtaken by grief and dispair. He stood straight up and the more he thought of the man who did this to her, the more upset he got.

"Damn!”, he screamed and punched through the wood partition that surrounding the construction site.

to be continued...
 
part 9....


The blood seeped out of the wound and down Danny's arm and puddled on the pavement. He looked down at the cut and wood-splintered hand but did nothing to stop the bleeding, nothing. The pain was a release and a constant reminder of how he felt, open and oozing pain and sorrow.


Danny walked a block or two, when the flashing sign of a bar called his attention. If he couldn't be with Lindsay right now, drowning his soul with vodka would work just fine. He would be numb and maybe, just maybe, he would pass out and never wake up again.

At the hospital....

Mac gathered Lindsay's clothes and rape kit and walked up to Stella watching Lindsay at the window.

"Stell, she's a tough girl, she'll be alright," Mac said, "She's a great CSI, a wonderful detective, and she'll fight to find this guy."

"I know, Mac." Stella said, looking at the floor.

"I've got a cop coming over to watch Lindsay so nothing happens to her, le'ts get this evidence back to the lab." Mac explained.

With that, Mac put his arm around Stella's shoulders and exited out the double doors.


Danny went in the entrance of the bar, looking around at the scenery. Women with short skirts sauntering around like wildcats and the men who were enjoying the view, were all over the place. A fight broke out in the corner and normally Danny would have stopped the fight but not tonight. Not tonight.

He took a seat and the bar and asked for a vodka, straight up. He downed one and asked the bartender for another. He wished he could drink away his soul, but he couldn't do that, there was still Lindsay. He was going to find the souless man who would do this to her and there would be no turning back.

to be continued...
 
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