MacsLovlyAngl
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Re: CSI- NY " Danvale Case".
When Mac and Danny had left, Angell knew what Don was thinking.
"You want to go, don't you Don?"
"I do. But you are more important then New Orleans."
"Why don't you go Don. I'll be fine."
"No. I won't leave you Jen. You need to understand that I protect what is mine. But I have an idea."
Picking up the phone, Don called his dad.
"Hello."
"Hi dad. I have a huge favour to ask."
"What is it now son?"
"Remember when we discussed the case. The one you got me the information on?"
"I do son, what about it?"
"I need to go to New Orleans with Mac and Danny. But I need someone to watch Jennifer. She just got out of the Hospital from being poisoned."
"I take it this is the Detective that's in trouble."
"Yes dad. She means alot to me."
"Just how much son?"
Looking at Angell, he said to his dad.....
"Alot dad, I love her."
Silence could be heard through the phone line.
"Dad, you still there?"
"I am son. I just had no idea. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"It just wasn't the right time dad. Please, I need someone to protect her while I'm gone."
Sighing into the phone, he said....
"Bring her over son."
"Thank you dad."
Hanging up the phone, he helped Angell dress, grabbed her medication, bag, and helped her into the car. When they arrived Don Sr. noticed the uncover units around his house.
"Get rid of them son. They will do harm then good."
"Dad, she needs to be protected. Once I get to New Orleans, it could bring trouble here."
"You let me worry about that son. I have people to protect her. You just go do what you have to do."
Looking over at Angell, he seen how ill she looked.
"Come with me young lady, we'll get you settled."
Once they had in her bed, Don's dad left the room.
"Don't cry Jennifer, I'll be home as soon as I can."
"I know Don. But I can't help but worry, I love you."
Taking her by her hair, he wrapped it around his fingers, and kissed her passionately.
"I love you to Jennifer. I promise, I'll be back before you know it."
Leaving her before he changed his mind, he dismissed the Officers, turned and said...
"Keep her safe dad. Promise me."
"I promise son, she'll be safe."
Getting into the car Don drove as fast as he could to the Airport.
When he arrived, he grabbed a ticket, and found Mac and Danny.
"Don? What are you doing here? Where's Angell?"
"She's with my dad Danny. I'm coming with you."
"Flight 207 to New Orleans now boarding at Gate 2."
Knowing it was to late for Mac to talk Don out of coming. The three of them headed to Gate 2 and boarded their flight.
Once they were on the plane, Danny asked....
"Umm Mac. What about Sinclair?"
"Don't worry about it Danny. I'll handle Sinclair."
NYPD
Sheldon was closing a case when Sinclair walked in.
"Hawkes. Where is Mac?"
"Umm...he had to go out on a case with Flack and Messer."
"What case? I didn't hear anything about a case."
"Oh. It's a case that's been on going. They may not be back for hours."
As Sinclair raised his eyebrow, Sheldon hoped to hell he was buying it.
"When they get back, tell Mac I need to see him."
"Sure. I'll do that."
With Sinclair gone. Sheldon ran down to see Adam.
"Listen Adam, I need the number where I can find Mac."
"You're kidding right? They are in the air by now."
"I don't care. Try and reach him."
Putting through the call to Mac's cell. Adam hoped to hell they weren't to far from NY yet.
Feeling the vibe of his cell phone, Mac picked it up.
"Hello."
"Mac, it's Sheldon. We have a problem. Sinclair is looking for you. I've distracted him for now, but he's going to be back."
"Okay Sheldon. Don't worry, I'll handle it from here."
Hanging up the phone, Mac called Sinclair.
"Sinclair."
"Yeah, it's Mac Taylor calling, you needed to speak wth me."
"Where the hell are you Mac? And where the hell is Flack and Messer?"
"They are with me. We are on our way to New Orleans, I have a break in a case I've been working on."
"Taylor!! You better not be talking about that Rodwell case. I recieved a call from the New Orleans Police Chief, you're not going to get a very warm welcome there. They don't want you anywhere near this case."
Just at that moment the phone line went dead.
"Taylor. Taylor!!!!"
Getting no response, Sinclair hung up his phone and booked a flight to New Orleans.
When Mac and Danny had left, Angell knew what Don was thinking.
"You want to go, don't you Don?"
"I do. But you are more important then New Orleans."
"Why don't you go Don. I'll be fine."
"No. I won't leave you Jen. You need to understand that I protect what is mine. But I have an idea."
Picking up the phone, Don called his dad.
"Hello."
"Hi dad. I have a huge favour to ask."
"What is it now son?"
"Remember when we discussed the case. The one you got me the information on?"
"I do son, what about it?"
"I need to go to New Orleans with Mac and Danny. But I need someone to watch Jennifer. She just got out of the Hospital from being poisoned."
"I take it this is the Detective that's in trouble."
"Yes dad. She means alot to me."
"Just how much son?"
Looking at Angell, he said to his dad.....
"Alot dad, I love her."
Silence could be heard through the phone line.
"Dad, you still there?"
"I am son. I just had no idea. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"It just wasn't the right time dad. Please, I need someone to protect her while I'm gone."
Sighing into the phone, he said....
"Bring her over son."
"Thank you dad."
Hanging up the phone, he helped Angell dress, grabbed her medication, bag, and helped her into the car. When they arrived Don Sr. noticed the uncover units around his house.
"Get rid of them son. They will do harm then good."
"Dad, she needs to be protected. Once I get to New Orleans, it could bring trouble here."
"You let me worry about that son. I have people to protect her. You just go do what you have to do."
Looking over at Angell, he seen how ill she looked.
"Come with me young lady, we'll get you settled."
Once they had in her bed, Don's dad left the room.
"Don't cry Jennifer, I'll be home as soon as I can."
"I know Don. But I can't help but worry, I love you."
Taking her by her hair, he wrapped it around his fingers, and kissed her passionately.
"I love you to Jennifer. I promise, I'll be back before you know it."
Leaving her before he changed his mind, he dismissed the Officers, turned and said...
"Keep her safe dad. Promise me."
"I promise son, she'll be safe."
Getting into the car Don drove as fast as he could to the Airport.
When he arrived, he grabbed a ticket, and found Mac and Danny.
"Don? What are you doing here? Where's Angell?"
"She's with my dad Danny. I'm coming with you."
"Flight 207 to New Orleans now boarding at Gate 2."
Knowing it was to late for Mac to talk Don out of coming. The three of them headed to Gate 2 and boarded their flight.
Once they were on the plane, Danny asked....
"Umm Mac. What about Sinclair?"
"Don't worry about it Danny. I'll handle Sinclair."
NYPD
Sheldon was closing a case when Sinclair walked in.
"Hawkes. Where is Mac?"
"Umm...he had to go out on a case with Flack and Messer."
"What case? I didn't hear anything about a case."
"Oh. It's a case that's been on going. They may not be back for hours."
As Sinclair raised his eyebrow, Sheldon hoped to hell he was buying it.
"When they get back, tell Mac I need to see him."
"Sure. I'll do that."
With Sinclair gone. Sheldon ran down to see Adam.
"Listen Adam, I need the number where I can find Mac."
"You're kidding right? They are in the air by now."
"I don't care. Try and reach him."
Putting through the call to Mac's cell. Adam hoped to hell they weren't to far from NY yet.
Feeling the vibe of his cell phone, Mac picked it up.
"Hello."
"Mac, it's Sheldon. We have a problem. Sinclair is looking for you. I've distracted him for now, but he's going to be back."
"Okay Sheldon. Don't worry, I'll handle it from here."
Hanging up the phone, Mac called Sinclair.
"Sinclair."
"Yeah, it's Mac Taylor calling, you needed to speak wth me."
"Where the hell are you Mac? And where the hell is Flack and Messer?"
"They are with me. We are on our way to New Orleans, I have a break in a case I've been working on."
"Taylor!! You better not be talking about that Rodwell case. I recieved a call from the New Orleans Police Chief, you're not going to get a very warm welcome there. They don't want you anywhere near this case."
Just at that moment the phone line went dead.
"Taylor. Taylor!!!!"
Getting no response, Sinclair hung up his phone and booked a flight to New Orleans.