OK WTF?!?! WHERE ARE HAWKES AND SID AND FLACK..OH JEEZ IM SO WRITING THEM IN MORE..HERE TAKE THIS AS AN APOLOGY OF SOME SORT
Chapter 10
The Begining
Over the next few days Danny found himself very tired, he went back and forth, between the hospitial and the lab. But he was dissapointed each time he went to the hospitial, either the nurse wouldnt let him see Lindsay or she was sleeping, and he did not want to wake her when she was sleeping, he thought she was to beautiful for that, so he would watch her sleep.
That Friday night, Danny was sitting by Lindsays bed, watching some tv but mostly watching her, she started to stur, Danny jumped at this.
When she opened her eyes, and saw the tv on, she glanced over, and there sitting by her bed with his hand engulfed in hers was Danny Messer. A smile spread on her lips.
"Danny, hi." She said, her voice breaking.
Danny silenced her with his finger agianst her lips, her voice was rattled and tired, tears sweeping over his eyes he said.
"Hi, Lindsay."
Lindsay scooted up so that her back was resting on her pillow, Danny offered to help when he saw the wince on her face, but she refused his help.
"Danny, dont cry, jeez I never would of pictured a man this emotional, Mac says you cry a lot now. Is that true?" She asked, her eyes questionable.
Danny took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
"Linds.."He started, until Lindsay interupted him.
"Montana." She smiled
Danny returned the smile and continued. "Montana..It was like replaying the Louie thing and the Aiden thing, all in one, all over agian. I couldnt handle losing you too."
Lindsay rolled her eyes, which were full of tears. "Yeah right."
Danny still holding Lindsays hand, tightened his grip, which sent a surg of energy through them both.
"Hey...it did."
Lindsay took a drink of water, she was still brused and dark circles surrounded her eyes, she was very pale. Danny tilted his head and looked at her, he thought to himself she looks like she belongs on Sid's table. But gulping back all the emotions that were running through him, he was about to ask Lindsay a question, but she beat him to it.
"Danny, its...its Friday night..why arent you out..at a club or something..er..whatever you do..you are the famous Danny Messer...you dont have a date tonight?"
Danny rubbed the back of his neck. "I do in fact." This caused Lindsay to drop her head and begin to mess with her fingers, she forced a soft smile on her face, and bit the inside of her cheek.
"Well who is she?"
"Shes a small woman, we went out once before, but lets just say the night didnt end how i wanted it to."
Lindsay was confused."But your going out with her agian?"
"Sorta." Danny rested on his New York accent to save the day.
Lindsay thought it over for a few seconds. Then smiled.
"Oh Danny." She said punching his shoulder. Then wincing her arm. She grabbed it in pain. "What happened to me?"
Danny let go of her hand and stood out of his chair, Lindsays eyes followed him, he crossed over to the door.
"Danny, dont leave me..i have questions, and i want answers."
"Linds..I'll never leave you but i dont know if you wanna hear, im pretty sure you dont remember anything, but..." his voice trailed off.
Lindsay nodded fercily. "I wanna know...what...happened to me..what did Ryan do to me? And no i dont remember anything, just that you dropped me off at my door."
Danny turned to face Lindsay. "Then how do you know Ryan did this to you?"
"Oh come on Danny....isnt it obvious..i mean..the phone call....i just know..in my..heart..just...i just know..now will you tell me."
Danny walked over to the tv and shut it off, the annoying voice of Homer Simpson was getting to him.
"Well, i dropped you off, and i crossed this guy in the elevator, that night was like slow motion for me, i even know what that guy looks like, i saw him twice, once when i dropped you off, and once when i was coming for....oh my god Lindsay, the man i saw in the hallway, that was Ryan. Wasnt it?"
"I dont know..I mean..i dont remember Danny..Im so sorry, what did he look like?" Lindsay asked offering aid.
"He was big, like musels, he was dressed as a cowboy, even had a hat, i remember on the way out, he didnt have a gun, but when i returned...he had...your...gun...Lindsay he has your gun.."
Lindsay mouth dropped open. And shock filled her face, Danny could swear her face turned whiter than it already was.
"Danny, im ordering you...as your partner..go call Mac, tell him..that Ryan has my gun..go."
Danny nodded and stepped out of the room, fliping open his cell phone, a nurse walked by. The short dark haired woman stopped him and pointed to a sign on the wall.
"No cell phones, got it." She snapped.
"Ok," Danny said, pretending to put his cell phone back until the nurse was out of sight, he then flipped it open, and dialed Macs number.
"Taylor."
"Mac..its Danny..im at the hospitial."
Dannys voice sounded agiataded. This caused Mac for concern. "Is everything alright Danny."
"Yeah everythings fine, I was talking to Lindsay."
"Oh you were, good for you." Mac said, through a chuckle.
"Yeah we can all laugh bout it later, Mac... Ryan, Lindsays ex he attacked her, hes...the one who did this."
"How..do you know that?" Mac asked.
"I saw Mac, on the way out, and when i came back in...Mac i know what he looks like, ill get back to the lab ASAP, but the other reason i called....Mac, Ryan has Lindsays gun."
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