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Prisoner

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(Non-Sylum)
Rating: FRT
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Show: CSI: NY - Mac and Danny I suppose could be read as slashy, someone told me it is. I didn't write it that way, but whatever floats...
Summary: Run Silent, Run Deep spoilers. No sex. Friendship. First real fic I have written in..um... 3 years? At least. No Beta in the CSI world, so it's just here.
Type: Gen - Missing scene
Author's Notes: based on a fanfic challenge at...um... CSI_Triads, I think. I was reading a story based on the challenge, called... Prisoner by Kathie (her's is an R rated, PWP). I will cross post to C_S_Islash and CSIslash later. Much later. Ditto WWoMB.
Fandom: CSI: New York
Permission to archive - WWoMB all others, ask first.
http://snufflesdbear.livejournal.com/ has it. http://community.livejournal.com/csi_triads/ asked for it (bless you, ginny).
Submitted through the Crime_Scene_Investigation_Slash mailing list.

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Prisoner
by Tamy

"The DNA on the cigarette butt...is mine",shaking his head in disbelief, Danny looks up at Mac with pain-filled eyes.

How does that song go...I've been a prisoner all my life...whatever, that's how I feel right now. Most prisons are built with bars and walls - mine, it's built on Family and Connections. People and things I thought I could escape from. I see now, I can't escape. I only get tracked down and thrown back into the same prison. Over and over. A life sentence.

I look up at Mac again. Maybe for the final time before I go back to that prison I have tried to escape so hard from.

"You know, what you say to me is testimony?" The condemned get a last walk, so I stand. In earnestness, I lean forward onto the back of a chair.

"Mac, I do not need a boss right now. I need a friend, alright? I'm in big trouble here, just hear me out." I need someone to help me back out of this prison, I can't do this on my own.

He nods, "tell me everything." I hear a prison door open, I tell him. About Louie, about that night, what I saw, and how I left them that night. Louie hitting me, my disgrace, Louie's lie.

I swear to his question, that I don't know how my cigarette got there. I look at him with an open face. Hoping he reads me. With three words, I feel the prison opening. I know Mac will help me out.

"I believe you." He says. I can get through anything else at this point. I know my prison is opening.

The End
04-23-2006

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