rotm1.87.3 - Santa?
Danny heard an odd noise from down the hall. This confused him. He blinked out of his sleep and considered it. The boys weren't there. His ex-wife was dropping them off in the morning so they could spend the free day together, even though it wasn't a holiday for them. In other words he was home alone. Or so he thought...
He threw the covers off of himself and pulled out of bed. He heard another thud. Someone else was definitely in his apartment. He slipped into his closet and pulled his gun from the lock box, then silently padded down the hallway in his sweats and tshirt. As he turned the corner from his hallway, he held his gun up and fingered the light switch. There was a dark form before him. He hit the light and blinked. It was Santa. But obviously...not.
“Freeze,” he said evenly. The man jumped at Danny's voice and turned to face him.
“Oh. Uh...hey, don't shoot.” Santa held his hands up with a light smile.
“You're breaking and entering. I'm a cop,” Danny informed the intruder.
“You kidding me?” Santa looked around then back to Danny.
“Of course I'm not kidding you. You broke into my home and unless you leave without touching a thing, I'm going to arrest you.”
“Come on, pal, just doing my job.” Santa hoisted a large red bag over his shoulder.
“What's in the bag?”
“Presents.”
“Out. Now.” Danny started to step towards the man, but Santa didn't move.
“You don't believe me, do you?”
“I believe you're a nut job, yes.”
“But I'm not.”
Danny rolled his eyes. “Fine, you're Santa? Well I'm Jewish. Wrong door.”
Santa blinked this time. “You are?” He pulled a pad from his pocket and looked it over. “Isn't this 502?”
“No, 504. 502 is across the hall.”
“Oh. Oops,” Santa rubbed his brow. “Not the first time I've done that, but it never stops me from feeling like a fool, you know?” He turned and went for the door. Danny just watched. “Sorry for the fright sir, and I hope you had a Happy Chanukkah.” He pulled the door open and Danny still watched him.
“Really, guy...go home. Get out of the building before I take you in.”
Santa turned around and looked Danny over. “What did you say your name was?”
Danny rolled his eyes. “Captain Danny Ross.”
“Yes...right. I think I recall your name.” He shook his head. “Unfortunately I couldn't fit you in her stocking. But do give her a call. It's been awhile since she heard from you, hasn't it?” Santa started to leave again and Danny walked to the door.
“Who?”
Santa looked over his shoulder. “Why, Liz of course.”
Danny groaned and rolled over in his bed. He sat up and looked around, waking from his dream. He scratched his head. “Ugh,” he lay back down and pulled the covers up. He made a mental note to not eat fried eggs before bed anymore. That...and call Liz.
Captain Danny Ross
Law and Order: Criminal Intent
512
He threw the covers off of himself and pulled out of bed. He heard another thud. Someone else was definitely in his apartment. He slipped into his closet and pulled his gun from the lock box, then silently padded down the hallway in his sweats and tshirt. As he turned the corner from his hallway, he held his gun up and fingered the light switch. There was a dark form before him. He hit the light and blinked. It was Santa. But obviously...not.
“Freeze,” he said evenly. The man jumped at Danny's voice and turned to face him.
“Oh. Uh...hey, don't shoot.” Santa held his hands up with a light smile.
“You're breaking and entering. I'm a cop,” Danny informed the intruder.
“You kidding me?” Santa looked around then back to Danny.
“Of course I'm not kidding you. You broke into my home and unless you leave without touching a thing, I'm going to arrest you.”
“Come on, pal, just doing my job.” Santa hoisted a large red bag over his shoulder.
“What's in the bag?”
“Presents.”
“Out. Now.” Danny started to step towards the man, but Santa didn't move.
“You don't believe me, do you?”
“I believe you're a nut job, yes.”
“But I'm not.”
Danny rolled his eyes. “Fine, you're Santa? Well I'm Jewish. Wrong door.”
Santa blinked this time. “You are?” He pulled a pad from his pocket and looked it over. “Isn't this 502?”
“No, 504. 502 is across the hall.”
“Oh. Oops,” Santa rubbed his brow. “Not the first time I've done that, but it never stops me from feeling like a fool, you know?” He turned and went for the door. Danny just watched. “Sorry for the fright sir, and I hope you had a Happy Chanukkah.” He pulled the door open and Danny still watched him.
“Really, guy...go home. Get out of the building before I take you in.”
Santa turned around and looked Danny over. “What did you say your name was?”
Danny rolled his eyes. “Captain Danny Ross.”
“Yes...right. I think I recall your name.” He shook his head. “Unfortunately I couldn't fit you in her stocking. But do give her a call. It's been awhile since she heard from you, hasn't it?” Santa started to leave again and Danny walked to the door.
“Who?”
Santa looked over his shoulder. “Why, Liz of course.”
Danny groaned and rolled over in his bed. He sat up and looked around, waking from his dream. He scratched his head. “Ugh,” he lay back down and pulled the covers up. He made a mental note to not eat fried eggs before bed anymore. That...and call Liz.
Captain Danny Ross
Law and Order: Criminal Intent
512