Chapter 17
After Mac left, Danny asked Don. "Why don, why do you think she didn't tell her parents, about us"? "I'm not sure Danno, maybe she didn't feel there was any need, bacuse you were just seeing other, and not actually dating". *Sighing*...."But we were". "Danny, let me ask you a question, how often did you, and Lindsay spend time together"?
Thinking about it, Danny knew, he had be honest with himself. "Once, we actually shared one night together, as a couple". "What about the other times"? "There really weren't any, we were both busy, with different schedual's, it wasn't often we seen each other, except at crime scene's or if we passed by each other, in the hall".
"Now...would you classify her, as a girlfriend, or an aquantance"? Thinking about it, Danny had to agree, with Don's logic. "Yeah...I see your point now, it would have been nice though, if she mentioned me". "I know Danny, but she didn't, which shows she only thought of herself, you weren't important enough for her to mention".
"Hmmm...I guess, I thought we had something special". "Listen Danno, I liked Lindsay, so don't get me wrong when I say, I found her very self centered, selfish, and unfeeling, she wasn't even there for you, when Ruban was killed, do you know what she told Mac". "No...what"? 'That she didn't know how handle situations like that, that she was no good talking about it".
As much as Danny knew, Don was right, he still couldn't help but feel guilty. "If I had of gotten there sooner, I could have saved her, I should have saved her Don, but I didn't". Don was getting angry, for none of this was his fault, he wasn't responsible for Lindsay's death, it was just unforseen events.
Looking back at Danny, he seen his tears again. Taking his finger, Don wiped it away. "Come on Danno, don't cry, I'm here for you, I'll help you through it, as long as you are with me, or need me, I'll be here". "Thanks man, thanks".
Sitting in the chair, Don watched Danny sleep. "Don't worry Danny, I'll never let anyone hurt you, ever", he whispered.
He was at the used clothing store, picking out a pair of clean pants, and a new shirt. Changing in the hall, he headed back outside, knowing he now had nothing, except his replica knife. Walking down the street, he stopped at a diner, and had something to eat.
"Hey...lady...can I get a burger and fries". Popping her gum, she said...."sure man, anything else"? Loking at her up and down, she smiled. "You're kinda cute, you single"? Blushing, he said..."I am, what time you get off"? "5 minutes, would you like to go back to my place, and watch a movie".
Michael was shocked, never had any woman, made it so easy for him. Rubbing his knife, between his legs, he answered...."sure, that would be great, we take the burger's back with us". "Sounds good to me, see ya in five". "Tracy....who is that"? "Some guy, who is soon going to find out, what it feels like to be drugged, and robbed", she laughed. "I swear Tracy, one of these days, you are going to trap the wrong man, and he's gonna kill you".
Little did Tracy now, that this night, would be her last.
End Chapter.