Re: CSI- NY " Danvale Case".
In the last chapter, I thought you meant that Tommy was just a problem child (mischievious, unruly, etc). But, obviously he and his brother are both suffering from some kind of psychological problems... especially the 12 yr old if he wanted to touch Claire and then stabbed her. I really didn't see that twist coming. I honestly thought Tommy just had a crush on Claire. Good twist. Tragic, but good. Poor Taylors. :hugs them all:
Either did the Taylor's. I'm about to talk about that in this chapter
You are very observant. I like that.
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As they waited Danny asked Mac....
"Mac, how long has this boy been a problem for Claire?"
"For the last few months. I honestly just thought it was a cute little crush. We had no idea the boy had mental problems till the teacher mentioned it today."
"Aww..you can't blame yourself Mac. You didn't know."
"I know that Danny. But I should have protected my little girl better. I should have done more this morning. I should have brought her home, or brought her to work till we dug deeper into this boys past."
Stella was pacing the floor with Gary. She couldn't sit still.
"Stella please stop pacing the floor. Come and sit."
"Come and sit? How can I sit. Did I not tell you last night Mac when we picked Claire up at school that that boy was trouble. But no. You laughed about it, thought it was so cute."
"I'm sorry love. I didn't know. I honestly thought it was all innocent."
Mac knew she was emotionally upset. He knew she wasn't thinking straight. But he also knew not to touch her. Not when she was this angry.
"Excuse me Detective Taylor?"
"Yes"....they said in unision.
"Your Daughter has been taken to ICU. She has a punctured left lung. I can honestly tell you a little more to the left and she wouldn't have survived."
"Is she awake?"
"No. We have her heavly sedated. I also need to let you know that she is on Life support. This is just an extra precaution so her lung can heal without added stress. Hopefully in a few days we will be able to remove the support from her."
"And if you can't? Then what?"
"How about we cross that bridge when we come to it. Your daughter has been through some major surgery. With time and care she should make a full recovery. The most important thing right now is that she knows you are here with her."
"Can we see her now?"
"Of course. I'll have the nurse come take you down."
"Thank you."
"Here Mac. I'll take Gary while you two go see Claire."
"Thanks Danny."
Watching Mac and Stella walk down the hall broke his heart. He could see not only the pain, but the guilt they were both feeling for what had happened.
As they neared the glass, they could see the machine breathing life into their daughter.
"I don't know if I can do this Mac. Look at her. She looks so tiny."
"I know love. We need to be strong. She's going to need us."
"Hello. You must be the Taylor's. I'm your daughters personal nurse. You may call me Fay. Do you have any questions before you see your daughter?"
She could see the pain in Stella's eyes. From one parent to another she knew exactly how the Taylor's were feeling. Nodding their head no. The nurse took them in.
Nearing the bed Stella gripped Mac's hand tightly as they welded up with tears. Taking his hand, Mac placed it in his daughters while caressing her fingers.
"Hi Claire bear. It's daddy. I'm right here beside you sweetheart. Can you hear daddy Claire. I'm right here with you."
Mac was hoping for some kind of response, even a little squeeze. But he got nothing. Trying to stay positive, he bent over the bed and kissed his daughters head.
"I love you Claire bear. You keep fighting to come home to us okay sweetheart. Daddy and mommy will be here when you wake up. We promise Claire. You just rest. Just rest love."
Switching places with his wife, she softly caressed her daughters hair.
"Hi Claire bear. It's mommy. I'm right here with you love. I know you can feel me Claire bear. You keep fighting to come home love. We will be here when you are ready to wake up. We promise Claire."
Wrapping his arms around his wife, they watched their daughter sleep. Praying that in the next few days she would find her way back to them.
Meanwhile...
Don was at the address of Kennith and Tommy's. Knocking on the door he got no response. Leaning over the window he seen someone laying on a couch. Banging harder on the window he still got no response.
"On my count. One, two, three...."
*Crash*...busting in the door, Don ran into the living room and found the guy passed out on the couch. He reeked of alcohol. Shaking the guy he tried to wake him.
"Hey...hey wake up. Get up now."
"Mmmmm...how many times have I told you fucking kids to leave me alone."
Raising his fist he tried to haul off and hit Flack. Backing up he missed.
"Take him. He can sober up at the station."
Picking him up the Officers dragged him to the car. As they neared the door Don seen the boy sticking his head out of his room.
"Hey!!! Come here."
Slamming the bedroom door on Don's face he tried to get out of the window.
"Oh no you don't."
Pulling him back in he asked....
"What's your name?"
"Tommy. I ain't done nothing. Let me go you pig."
"Where's your brother?"
"I ain't tellin you nothing. Now let me go."
"You're coming with us. You're a minor. Your father is in jail. Therefore you will be taken to Family Services and they can deal with you."
Taking him from the house, Don heard the noise coming from the basement.
"Wendle!! Take him. I think I know where Kennith is."
Taking the boy to the Squad car, Don and another Officer surrounded the door to the basement.