Afternoon Fic: Mac/Danny Sylum Story – Part 2

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Part One

“You’re a fucking idiot.”  Don stood in Mac’s doorway, arms crossed as he glared at the CSI.  “Don’t give me a speech about honor and shit. You do realize half the cops in the NYPD are on someone’s else payroll.  You know. I know it. Everyone here knows it. And you’re getting bitchy over the fact Danny has a past. Shocking Mac, everyone has a past!”

“He should’ve came to me!”  Mac argued back. “I could’ve stopped … “

“Stopped what?” Don entered his office and closed the door, it was best to keep the gossip down to it’s normal levels.  “Stopped Sonny to do exactly what he would’ve done. The guy is an asshole, he would say and do anything to get out of the wrap.”

“And how does the reputation of the department …”

“Seriously?”  He rolled his eyes at the pathetic excuse. “Half the force thinks he’s on the take because he’s a Messer. The other half was waiting for him to fall, because they don’t like the fact he broke away from the ties that still bind them.  They were just waiting for something like this to happen, and you took Danny on to your team knowing full well at that something like this was going to happen.”

“He should’ve told me.”  He held onto that argument, despite he knew he was clutching at straws.

“Yes, he should’ve, I’ll give you that.  But at what point have you opened yourself enough to him, that he would felt confident to come to you and say ‘Hey Mac, Sassone is an asshole who ran for my father, this is going to suck for both of us’.” Don gave him a pointed look.  “You were just starting to treat him like a member of the team, laughing and getting to know him, then suddenly you just went cold.”

Mac sat down in his chair, glaring at the detective but only half heartedly.  “He scared the living shit out of me.”

“When?”  Don moved towards the chairs in front of the desk, finally they were getting somewhere.

“The shoot out.”  Mac sighed, leaning back in his seat.  “He froze in the middle of it, and could’ve been killed.”

“He’s not a cop, nor a former Marine.  He’s a kid from a fucked up house, and God knows what type of abuse he suffered.”  Don felt his own anger deflate. “You can’t hold the fact that he’s not trained for combat against him.”

Mac took a deep breath, stood and grabbed Danny’s gun and badge.  “You’re right, and I’m man enough to admit when I was wrong. I took my own fears out on him, when he needed me, not just as a friend but a Supervisor.”

Don stood, following him to the door.  “What are you going to do?”

“I’m heading over to Danny’s, hand him his badge and gun, tell him he’s expected back at work tomorrow, and apologize.”  Mac gave him a small smile.

“It’s late.”

“This can’t wait until morning.”  Mac put on his coat, and tucked the weapon and badge into his pocket. “Besides I know for a fact Miami would steal him without hesitation, and I like Caine but he sure as hell not getting my CSI.”

Don chuckled.  “I tried calling him earlier, but he wasn’t answering.  You might have to break down his door.”

Mac gave him a wolfish grin. “It’s a good thing I’m Marine.”

 

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