Sunday night, on the train to New York.
The sound of the train rumbling along the tracks seemed to be lulling everyone to sleep, but Danny was still wide-awake. He wished Lindsay was there with him, to make this past week seem less like a blur.
Thursday he'd gotten a phone call from Flack, telling him his brother (Danny's brother, not Flack's, because Flack had no brother..) had been beaten up by a fellow gang member. Within an inch of his life, and it didn't look good, and Flack had talked Mac into helping Danny get into NYC safely in order to see Louie for what could be the last time. Danny had gone home and explained everything to Lindsay. At least he'd tried to, though he was pretty sure she'd called Flack the next day in order to get the full story.
He'd called in sick on Friday to make plans, Saturday he and Lindsay had spent curled up together, and now.. Danny rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. Flack was going to meet him at the station, Lindsay was going to hold down the fort at home, and Danny was just going to try and get through it in one piece. He swallowed hard and whipped out his phone, dialing Lindsay, worrying his lip with his teeth until she answered. "Hey. Montana," he drawled, acting like there was nothing wrong.
Thursday he'd gotten a phone call from Flack, telling him his brother (Danny's brother, not Flack's, because Flack had no brother..) had been beaten up by a fellow gang member. Within an inch of his life, and it didn't look good, and Flack had talked Mac into helping Danny get into NYC safely in order to see Louie for what could be the last time. Danny had gone home and explained everything to Lindsay. At least he'd tried to, though he was pretty sure she'd called Flack the next day in order to get the full story.
He'd called in sick on Friday to make plans, Saturday he and Lindsay had spent curled up together, and now.. Danny rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. Flack was going to meet him at the station, Lindsay was going to hold down the fort at home, and Danny was just going to try and get through it in one piece. He swallowed hard and whipped out his phone, dialing Lindsay, worrying his lip with his teeth until she answered. "Hey. Montana," he drawled, acting like there was nothing wrong.