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Rough day, Don?

*nods* And long. I think I need a vacation.*chuckles softly* You want a beer?

A vacation? Why do you need one of those? *Sitting down he shook his head slightly.* No thank you.

I'm gettin' too beat up on the job. *smirks* Already ruined two suits and bruised my side again when I landed on it last week. Me an' Danny just need a week alone, forget 'bout the outside world, and recuperate. *takes last drag from smoke and snuffs it out before turning to look at Mac*

When was yer last vacation? London?

[ooc: Danny/Don from

nycconfidential]

You should be more careful, you aren't superman, Don. *He smiled a bit and nodded his understanding.* Sometimes you need to take a break. Vacations aren't bad, just frowned upon.

Yes, London. I think that was enough for me.

[ooc: gottcha]

*drops head because he knows Mac is right* Yah, Danny was pretty upset 'bout my side. He thinks I'm too careless when it comes to work.

*snorts a bit* I heard that rumor but I can handle frowned upon.

*looks over at Mac, feels bad for bringing up London* Sorry 'bout that. I know it was a rough time.

You should be careful, Don. That's some of my best work right there. *He gave a nod toward the other man's stomach.*

You're willing to risk the wrath?

*Slowly he shrugged.* Peyton is back from London.

*chuckles and looks over at Mac. They'd never really talked much about the bombing* I already got Danny on my ass to be careful. I'd hate to risk the wrath of Mac Taylor fer messin' up yer handiwork. Believe it or not, that's scarier than a pissed Danny. *chuckles again*

*look of surprise* What? She's back? You been doin' ok?

*His smile was slight, a brief twitch at the corners of his mouth.* I worked very hard to build up that reputation. I'm glad it works to keep you in line, Don. *There was a brief pause.* Danny cares about you, it's good to have someone look out for you.

Yes. I understood her reasoning then. She's a competent, skilled, Medical examiner, and we can used her help.

*shakes head and chuckles softly* Sometimes my stubborn side comes out. I know we've butted heads a few times in the past.

I haven't seen her yet but I don't see any of the MEs very often. *pauses and looks over at Mac* Have you talked to her?

You okay, Don?

*shrugs* Been a long day. My side is still hurtin' from that tumble into the frozen fish last week. Ruined two suits the last couple weeks. Barely seen Danny lately. *takes one last drag off smoke and snuffs it out*

Buy you a drink?

This job is hard on clothes, isn't it? *frowns* I'm sorry. I hope you get some coinciding time off soon.

Sure, thanks.

*nods head* Suits ain't cheap and I don't get a uniform allowance. S'ok we get time off here and there. Spent an entire weekend up at my parent's cabin in Vermont a few weeks ago. It's nice to get away from everythin'...no phones, tv, nothin' but nature. *smiles thinking about that weekend*

*motions for bartender* What'll you have? *orders another beer for himself*

Yeah. I wonder if there's a good outlet for men's suits. It seems a shame to spend so much on a suit that's just going to get ruined sooner or later.

That sounds wonderful.

I'll have a beer too.

*chuckles* That'd be perfect or they should let me wear street clothes all the time. *smirks knowing that will never happen*

Hopefully we'll get to go back up there soon.

*Tosses down some bills when the bartender brings their beers and he takes a sip* So, what's got you down here?

Dream on, Don. *smirks*

It's such a pity Danny was the only one with the flu this week.

*takes a long drink* I hate locking kids up. Jake'll have a hard time, and when he gets out he'll probably be put into the system. With his record, it's unlikely anyone will take him in, so the chances of him ever having a normal, loving family are slim to none.

It's fun to dream. *smirks*

*chuckles* Heard you went to see him. I woulda stayed home too but we had ta find that kid. Kids come first, ya know? It's a shame they didn't realize what was wrong with him before. It coulda been avoided.

Yeah, it is.

I know. You did good, Don. This whole thing is so screwed up, but at least we found him. Maybe, if he's lucky, he'll get some help while he's locked up. Kick this problem.

I hope he does. OCD is treatable if he takes his meds. It's a waste to have a kid in trouble that young. *sighs*

*nods* I hope they go easy on him.

Walks into Sullivan's and notices a rather handsome looking guy at the bar.Slowly but surely makes her way to the place where he's sat and places herself down next to him.
"Mind if I join you,I'm Sarah Blake,I couldn't help but notice you sitting here on your own,would you like me to buy you a drink.Same again maybe"

*looks over when he hears a voice and smiles softly* Sure, have a seat.

*looks down at his almost empty bottle of beer but doesn't wanna lead her on if she's looking for a date*

Sure, I'll take another one. Been a long day, needed to unwind.

*Smiles sweetly at him,giving out a slow nod to thank him for allowing her to sit herself next to him.*
*Looking at the bartender and giving him a slow wave to tell him she was ready to order*
The same again twice,when you ready handsome.
*Sarah turned herself around to face the man she had spoken to just a minute ago and offered her hand*
The name's Sarah Blake,thanks for allowing me to join you.You seem like you've had a hectic day,wanna share?

*realizes he didn't answer her the first time and scowls to himself*

Sorry 'bout that. *extends hand to shake hers* Detective Flack and it has been a rough day.

Been a long couple a weeks. Ruined two suits on the job. Tackled a suspect last week in a big stand of frozen fish. Bruised my side in the process. It's still hurtin'. Spent most of the day lookin' for a lost kid and the icing on the cake was a big case of the blue flu and I couldn't participate 'cause of the kid. *sighs*

*Shaking his hand,realising he seems like he's had a mind blowing time recently.*
Don't worry about it,Flack.*Smiles* You don't mind me calling you that do you?
Seems like you've had a really eventful week.Got to say Sullivan's is the best place to come and unwind.
And anyway you seem like a guy who has a whole load of suits,so that shouldn't be a problem but if not i guess your in need of a little shopping trip.
Maybe i should suggest that after that pint you get something just that little bit stronger.

Naw, I don't mind. S'what most people call me. You don't wanna know what the rest call me. *chuckles, clearly teasing*

I had a ton of suits. My supply is dwindling. *chuckles*

I just might do that. Forget about the day for a bit.

So, Sarah Blake, what kinda work you into?

"You sure are a tease aren't you, Flack.Are you like this with all the girls or am I the one exception."Sarah said smiling to him softly.
She then took a sip of her beer before answering his previous question.
"At the moment i'm working with my father in the antiques business,I was an art student but i guess that wasn't for me,it was always my dad's dream not mine.How about you,you say your a detective but of what department."

Actually, I'm usually a bit more shy but a couple beers loosens me up. *smiles*

Antiques, hmm. Sounds interesting. *genuinely interested*

NYPD Homicide Detective, 12th Precinct. A couple blocks from here. It was kinda my dad's dream, too. I love it though. I can't imagine doing anything else.

I'm really glad you enjoy your work,Flack.*Smiling at him intently,really meaning what she's saying*
I think maybe if I found something I was interested in,my life would be complete.But at the moment I think its best I help my dad.
So with your work,weren't you ever interested with diescting the bodies,finding out what really happened.I always took an interest in shows with that type of genre but i don't think i'd be able to handle the smell.
I've seen a dead body once and i sure hope i never have to do that again.Mind me asking how you cope when your the first person on the scene.

*Walks in, pulling a smoke from Don's pack*

Sorry it took me so long. Traffic was murder.

*looks over when Danny sits down*

Hey, babe. *smiles softly* I knew you'd be here.

*Discreetly brushes his lips against Flack's temple, grabbing his own pool cue*

Miss me? *grins softly*

'Course I missed you. *smiles* I always miss you when we're not workin' together.

You doin' the break?

*grins brightly*

Nah, I know ya like breakin'. Go for it.

*chuckles*

It's my best shot at sinkin' some balls.

*murmurs under his breath as he sits down*

Ya sink plenty 'a those back home...

*stops in front of Danny, looks down smiling*

That's 'cause I have an advantage at home bein' half dressed. It distracts you.

I was talkin' 'bout a different sort of ball.

*smirks* Yeah, I know.

How 'bout we get outta here and I can work on sinkin' that different sort of ball?

Edited 2009-03-07 20:46 (UTC)

Sounds like a plan to me.... *smirks*

"Then let's go. *bright smile*

*drops cue stick on table and ushers Danny out the door*

*laughs, dropping his own cue and following him out*