NY Bar
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1 through F › CSI: New York
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,041
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NY Bar
"Busy night?" Danny hearded as he looked up to see Don Flack, handsome guy and great to be around. Danny seemed to always feel safe, but it could be from his job being a detective.
"Not bad, Detective!"
He replied after a slight pause. He continued with his work, pouring some whiskey into a small glass in front of him. When filled with the right amount of liquid he slid it over to the slightly grinning man.Danny took a look around noticing most of the tables were full,along with a few booths.Not to many were on the dance floor but the music wasn't the kind that you usual dance to. It was more of the kind that you sit back and listen to.Another reason to sit back and listen was to watch the artist at work. A tough looking man with a expression of joy playing on his feautre sat in the center of the white spotlight. Danny rested his eyes upon the sight for a little while taking in the view of the man he loved playing with grace aan power mixed together. He could have stayed like that forever but Flack would figure out who he was staring at soon enough. He continued to scan the slightly large group before sighting Sonny Sassone siting in the corner of the room. When Mac was finished with his song he was going to releave Danny to wait on the tables and booths that didn't want sonething alcholic. Making Danny get closer to Sonny than Danny ever wanted to be.
Without knowing it Danny had been staring at one spot for so long that it drew Don attention, he followed Danny's gaze seeing Sonny and two men at a table. He felt strangly releaved that he didn't see Danny's brother at the table. For about two months Sonny had been coming in regularly alway within Danny's hours. Danny's brother Louie had been with Sonny.
"Sonny..."
Danny whispered under his breath. Normally Danny didn't pay so much attention to Sonny but after recieving a phone call almost three weeks ago to be carefull of Sonny, and then the sudden increase of memories that had been lost, he was! When Danny had been in his late teen years, he went out with his brother and his friends. It was easy enough to say that Danny didn't go home with his brother. He woke a few days later in an old hotel almost thirty miles away from his home. He check into a hospoital after finding dry blood caked on to his legs. He had been penatrated and was tested but was clean.
Don never wanted to let Danny out of his sightd after hearing that. His mind and his cop instints told him that it had to been Sonny since he was the only one of Louie's friends that ever took a serious interest in Danny. His thoughht were rudly interupted when Mac come up to the bar.
"Hey Danny, why don't you go wait tables I got the bar!" Mac suggested.
Danny was about to argue before he saw Sonny signally him over. He sharply inhaled before steping out from the bar. He steps was awkward as he willed his body to move on their own towards the man. He stopped a few feet in front of the man that gave nightmare to him even today. Even if he wasn't the one that raped him, his mind had put that face to that body that covered over him with a easy rocking motion as he screamed in pain.
"Not bad, Detective!"
He replied after a slight pause. He continued with his work, pouring some whiskey into a small glass in front of him. When filled with the right amount of liquid he slid it over to the slightly grinning man.Danny took a look around noticing most of the tables were full,along with a few booths.Not to many were on the dance floor but the music wasn't the kind that you usual dance to. It was more of the kind that you sit back and listen to.Another reason to sit back and listen was to watch the artist at work. A tough looking man with a expression of joy playing on his feautre sat in the center of the white spotlight. Danny rested his eyes upon the sight for a little while taking in the view of the man he loved playing with grace aan power mixed together. He could have stayed like that forever but Flack would figure out who he was staring at soon enough. He continued to scan the slightly large group before sighting Sonny Sassone siting in the corner of the room. When Mac was finished with his song he was going to releave Danny to wait on the tables and booths that didn't want sonething alcholic. Making Danny get closer to Sonny than Danny ever wanted to be.
Without knowing it Danny had been staring at one spot for so long that it drew Don attention, he followed Danny's gaze seeing Sonny and two men at a table. He felt strangly releaved that he didn't see Danny's brother at the table. For about two months Sonny had been coming in regularly alway within Danny's hours. Danny's brother Louie had been with Sonny.
"Sonny..."
Danny whispered under his breath. Normally Danny didn't pay so much attention to Sonny but after recieving a phone call almost three weeks ago to be carefull of Sonny, and then the sudden increase of memories that had been lost, he was! When Danny had been in his late teen years, he went out with his brother and his friends. It was easy enough to say that Danny didn't go home with his brother. He woke a few days later in an old hotel almost thirty miles away from his home. He check into a hospoital after finding dry blood caked on to his legs. He had been penatrated and was tested but was clean.
Don never wanted to let Danny out of his sightd after hearing that. His mind and his cop instints told him that it had to been Sonny since he was the only one of Louie's friends that ever took a serious interest in Danny. His thoughht were rudly interupted when Mac come up to the bar.
"Hey Danny, why don't you go wait tables I got the bar!" Mac suggested.
Danny was about to argue before he saw Sonny signally him over. He sharply inhaled before steping out from the bar. He steps was awkward as he willed his body to move on their own towards the man. He stopped a few feet in front of the man that gave nightmare to him even today. Even if he wasn't the one that raped him, his mind had put that face to that body that covered over him with a easy rocking motion as he screamed in pain.