Re: CSI- NY " Danvale Case".
When Mac and Flack finally found the address for the house. Flack sent out his officer's to surround the place.
"Mac...we've found the address, I've just sent out my Officer's and we are waiting on SWAT."
"You did what? Let's go."
As they got into the car, Mac said....
"You need to call them back Flack, do it now."
"Why Mac, I already have them in place, SWAT is on the way."
"Radio and tell them to stand back away from the door, do it now Flack."
"1023 this Det.Flack."
"This is 1023 go ahead."
"Listen Greeves, back away from......"
****BLAST*****
All went silent. 1023 come in. Come in 1023."
Nothing not a sound. as they pulled up in front of the house, there was nothing left, but bodies everywhere. Some of them not even noticable.
As Mac exited the car, he seen a young girl with a chunck of metal in her chest.
"Hey sweetie, stay still okay, don't move."
"It's hurts," she sobbed.
"I know love. It's going to be okay, just stay still."
Looking Mac in the eyes, he could see death, he could see this young child wasn't going to make it.
As he kept reassuring her, she took one last deep breath, and closed her eyes.
Taking off his suit coat, Mac covered her little body with it.
"Flack, any of your men alive?"
"I have four, maybe five of the fifteen. Where the hell are the Medic's?"
"They're on their way. I'm going to check the house next door, there's alot of damage, and I think it may be where this young child lived."
Entering the home, Mac seen the whole side of house blown in, and as he looked beneath the bricks, debris, and smoke, he came across the mother, father, and a new born baby still wrapped against her mothers chest.
"Christ what a mess," Mac whispered to himself, trying to fight the tears.
Heading back ouside, Mac informed the Medic's there were three victims inside the home.
"I don't know Mac, this isn't good, I've lost all my men but four."
"I know Flack, we need to find these bastards fast. It's obvious they're serious. This isn't a game."
Once they had everything in order, and processed Mac headed home. He needed to see his daughter. The purity, the warmth, the love, of her touch.
When he walked in the door, he seen her walking towards him, most of her bruises now faded, her ankle all better.
"Daddy bear, is you okay?"
Falling on his knees, he wrapped his daughter tightly around his chest, and cried.