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A/N: This might be really weird, but my head is very stoppy today.
"You look very handsome, Danny," Lindsay smiled up at him softly, as she helped him straighten his tie for the tenth time that morning.
"I hate wearin' this damn thing," he said, trying to fidget with the collar again. She slapped at his hands. He sighed heavily.
"I know," she said softly.
He began pacing back and forth for the 100th time that day, "Can we go now?" he asked impatiently as he ran his hand through his hair.
She looked at the clock on his wall, "Yeah, I think we can."
He walked past her, eager to get this the hell over with. He felt like he was betraying a friend, but in truth she had betrayed his trust.
"Hey," she said softly to him, grabbing his forearm before he could walk completely past her.
He stopped and looked into her brown loving eyes.
"You are doing the right thing, Danny," she said.
He smiled at her softly, "I know."
She let her hand fall in his as he lead her out the door of his apartment and down the hall past the apartment that his little buddy Ruben Sandoval used to live with his mother before he was killed.
Today he had to go testify against Ruben's mother, who had been charged with theft of a law enforcement weapon, assault with a deadly weapon and communicating threats.
On the way to the court house, Danny let Lindsay's steady breathing and heartbeat calm his nerves as he held her close during the train ride.
Once Danny was on the witness he looked at Rikki's sad face. He felt so sad for her. He had this feeling of guilt that had plagued him for months, and he had a feeling it would be there for a while. But he had a girlfriend who needed and wanted to help him get through it. He had a job that he loved, that had been threatened. He couldn't exactly say he understood what she was going through but he knew she must still hurt like hell.
"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?" the bailiff asked.