#Danny Messer x reader

[thinkingaboutbetterdays]

vacation. ( Danny messer x reader )

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You looked at your fiancée as he drove, a smile forming on your lips when he drummed his hands on the steering wheel, and Danny turned his head when he felt your stare.

"What?" He chuckled.

"Nothing." You brushed off, licking your lips as you decided to reveal your thoughts. "It's just nice to see you relaxed like this."

"Well, I'm heading to the coast for a week." He reached over and took your hand, "Just 5 days of coastline with my gorgeous fiancée." He kissed the back of your hand, and your smile grew.

Danny smiled over at you before focusing on the road ahead. The smile on your lips let him know it wasn't too late. There was still time to bridge the distance that had grown between you in recent months. His work was consuming, and since moving in together, you were realising just how much. You felt out of place in an apartment that didn't quite feel like home yet, and with Danny leaving at all hours to solve cases, you were having doubts about your relationship. It was hard to have a relationship when you rarely saw each other.

When Danny proposed getting away for a week, you were stunned when he showed you the hotel's website, explaining that he had booked it while at work. After your argument about not seeing him enough, Danny cooled down and understood that your frustration was born from the loneliness you were feeling and decided a getaway was exactly what you both needed to reconnect.

When you arrived at the hotel, you set your suitcase down and approached the bed, collapsing with a huff. Danny chuckled as he closed the door, looking around as he set the bags down.

"What do you think? Pretty sweet, right?"

You rested your head on your hand, elbow pressing into the bed as you met his gaze. You could see how hard he was trying, and it meant the world to you to know that he still cared enough to try and felt guilty for arguing with him when he worked so damn hard.

"Eh." You giggled when he ran to the bed, squealing as he moved you onto your back, hovering over you. "Alright, alright, it's pretty fancy!"

Danny smiled down at you, tucking your hair behind your ear, "I'm really looking forward to this week. No work, no family, just us. Which reminds me…" He took out his cell phone and turned it off, "Now we're officially alone."

You placed a hand on his cheek, tilting your head up to kiss him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you welcomed the passion in his kiss.

"I love you, Danny Messer."

Danny rested his forehead against yours with a smile, "I love you, soon to be Mrs. Messer."

You reignited the kiss with a giggle, the chill of your engagement ring grazing his cheek as he deepened the kiss.

After unpacking and exploring the hotel, you headed to the car, handing Danny his shades before he drove off. He looked at you when you took a photo with your camera, and you smiled softly as you saved the photo.

"I hope you got my good side." He jested as he drove off.

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "You don't have a bad side."

Danny grinned, "Really?" He pursed his lips as he nodded his head, "Good to know."

"Don't let it go to your ego too much." You looked out your lowered window, smiling as you rested your camera on your lap.

Danny laughed, and you looked at him with a smile. When he first pitched the idea of going on a vacation, away from the city, you weren't thrilled with the idea in the beginning as you believed that one phone call would bring the vacation to an abrupt end, and you were also worried that spending time together would make you realize that your feelings for him had changed. But Danny pitched the idea to turn off your cell phones, and the idea appealed to you knowing that he was really dedicated to reconnecting with you. And since you hit the road, it felt like old times in the early days of your relationship. You fell into old habits, joking and holding hands whenever you could.

During the drive to the hotel, Danny realized just how much of an impact his job had on your relationship, the lack of time together coupled with you both feeling like you were living with a stranger most days. Danny always wanted to make you laugh, and lately, that seemed impossible due to the tension festering between you, as he held your hand as he drove, he felt like a weight had been lifted off both your shoulders.

He had finished work early the night before and woke up feeling invigorated, and your excitement about the trip, mentioning the brochures you had printed online made him realize just how big a toll work was taking on him lately. When you were together, he was exhausted, and his fuse was short, and it led to many arguments until eventually, you stopped talking altogether. There was no denying that you both needed this vacation to get away for a while.

Danny parked at the beach, and you put on your hat, reaching into the back of the car for your bag with towels and snacks inside, glancing at Danny as he got out of the car. You smiled softly as you quickly grabbed your camera, snapping a photo as he stretched, his sunglasses tucked into the collar of his shirt.

He looked at you with a smile as you checked the photo, taking the bag from you as he locked the car.

"You will be grateful that I take these one day."

"Already am." He took your hand, and you smiled, leaning into his side as you made your way onto the sand.

After a while, you came across a food truck, and Danny practically drooled at the idea of eating fish and chips. After buying some to share, you leaned on the pier and gazed out at the water, smiling as Danny recalled the last time you had gone on vacation together. It was your parents' anniversary and you had invited Danny abroad to spend a week in the sunshine. Between your parents and siblings remarking about the hours Danny's job had, he could tell that they were whispering in your ear and it had sucked the excitement right out of you. While Danny had won them over now, he wouldn't forget the way they made him feel back then.

"I love your family, but this is way better than our last vacation."

You nodded in agreement, "The company isn't half bad either."

Danny raised an eyebrow, chuckling when he saw the teasing smile on your lips. "You took the words right out of my mouth."

You playfully swatted his arm, and he placed his arm around you, pressing a kiss to your head. "I'm really glad you agreed to this."

"I'm really glad you suggested it."

You met his gaze when he turned you around, your back resting against the railing and your hands running up and down his biceps.

"I know things haven't been great between us. And I know a lot of it has to do with my job, the strain it's taken on me. I said some things I can never take back -"

"Danny, you don't have to -" You shook your head, but he cradled your cheek, silencing you.

"I want you to know that I want to do better - that I will be better. Getting to come home to you every day is my favorite part. I'm sorry for making you think that you weren't important to me when you are the most important person in my life and I meant it when I said I want to spend the rest of it with you."

You placed your hands on his cheeks, tears falling down your cheeks as your lips met. "I love you."

"I love you too." He wrapped his arms around you as you rested your head on his shoulder. "More than I can put into words."

When Danny returned to work, everyone noticed the bounce in his steps, how he called you during lunch breaks, and on the way home. He would plow through his paperwork to make it home at a reasonable time, falling asleep with you in his arms instead of miles apart beside you.

The week-long vacation had worked wonders for your relationship, and the apartment soon felt like home. You no longer felt like you were falling asleep next to a stranger, but the man you couldn't wait to call your husband.

[crazyk-imagine]

Panic Room Hero

Pairing: Danny Messer x CSI!Member

Characters: Danny Messer, CSI!Member, Stella Boavista, Mac Taylor, Louie Messer

Warning: Sarcasm, murder, crime scene details, blood, threats, fluff, Danny and reader have known each other for ages, no one can break their bond, the team loves the reader, reader has past trauma, none mentioned but implied, Danny tries to put the moves on reader, reader is Linday's cousin

Word Count: 994

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You enter the room after Danny walks into the panic room and begins scanning the area.

You keep your head down, feeling bad for the victim.

No one, no one should ever have to go through something like this.

Stella purses her lips, watching you.

She knows a little bit of your past, your only cousin being in a similar situation, only they weren’t the victim of a murder case, rather they did it to themselves.

It took a while before you could open up and talk about it which she understood. Coming back from something like that, it’s not easy… especially when you’re the one to see it happen.

You start taking pictures, not paying attention to anything around you. ‘In and out. You’re almost done.’

You make your way towards the bathroom area, scanning to see if there was anything to indicate a sign of a struggle, maybe something more than what you see.

You aim for Danny to discuss what both of you have found out so far.

You don't know what happened, one minute the door is open and the next, it's closed.

You don’t realize how long you’ve been holding your breath until your heart starts beating at a mile a minute.

You turn your head to him as a panicked expression takes over your face. “Oh God. Oh God.”

Stella tries calming you down.

You know you need to stop, you’re only limited to so much air but- god you feel nauseous.

You move away from the door and go back to the bathroom.

You lift the camera. ‘Keep moving,’ you tell yourself.

The copper scent heavier here.

You close your eyes and take a gulp. You don’t hear a word anyone has said in the last few minutes.

You open your eyes at the one sentence you wished to never hear.

"Only he had the code," the housekeeper said.

You march towards the camera, nearly pushing Danny out of the way. "I'm sorry, what?"

You stare into the little blinking device, "Stella, dear, tell me I'm not hearing what I think I'm hearing."

She doesn't respond right away but her fascial expression tells you all you need to know.

You can’t help but groan. "Are you kidding me?!"

"We'll be in here,” Danny adds as he gets back to the crime scene.

"Yeah, over the dead body."

"Oh,” he sighs. “Don't be like that."

You take a deep breath. "Okay." He's right, you should not talk like that. This is only a temporary thing.

"Oh my god," you pinch the bridge of your nose.

You move out of the way so Danny and Stella can talk, you know you're not going to be helpful to anyone right now.

-

You don't know whether you want to cry or punch the wall.

You take in a deep breath and sigh. “Guess we better hunker down, huh, glasses?”

He doesn’t crack a smile like he normally does. “I told you to stop calling me that.”

“And I told you I make people uncomfortable when I’m nervous.”

“Well don’t be.”

You purse your lips.

You wish it wasn’t a crime to strangle someone because this would be a crime of opportunity. You shake your hand in front of him. “That doesn’t help anyone.”

You look around the room. "I think I just realized I'm claustrophobic," you tell him.

"What?" His head snaps towards you.

“The room is closing in. I can’t breathe.”

“But you’re breathing right now.”

“Well the air is getting thinner, Daniel.”

He raises his hands and turns back towards the camera.

-

“Get us out of here, please,” you beg to Stella.

“You guys need to conserve your air so freaking out is not an option.”

“Conserve?" You hold your head in your hands. "We're going to die."

He glances over at you. "What happened to that positive attitude?"

Your snaps up to him as you give him a deadpan expression. "That changed to" I'm positive I'm going to pass out and die before you."

He shrugs, “that’s better. at least. I mean-”

“Stella!”

“Danny.”

“What? I’m just sayin'.”

-

You two manage to keep the crime as preserved as you could while collecting evidence before it expired.

“I have to say, you’re handling this better than I- well me.”

He chuckles, “how could I object to being stuck in here with a pretty girl like you.”

You knock your elbow into his. “Shut up.”

“Never.”

-

You don’t know how you've been in here but when the door opened, you couldn’t help but be ecstatic at the chance of freedom... until you see-

“Danny,” you gulp, keeping an eye on the weapon.

“Hey, weren’t you the-”

“Shut up!” He screams, pulling you closer, using you as bait.

"Hey, hey," Danny tries to calm him down.

You barely remember how it ended but you’re more than happy to see that things are over.

-

You take a deep breath outside of the office. You didn’t even hear him take a step closer.

"You wanna grab a beer with me and Louie?"

You scoff through your nose, fighting the urge to smile. "No. You two should have some sibling Bonding Time."

He keeps his hands in his pockets as he spreads his arms. "C'mon. You know you want to."

You roll your eyes. "If I go, will you stop annoying me?"

He removes one hand from his pocket, placing it on his chest as if he was truly offended. "Me? Annoying you?"

You shake your head, laughing at his behavior. "C'mon you idiot.”

You hesitantly grab his hand, letting him lead the way.

He squeezes your hand, holding you close. "Don't want you getting lost in the crowd now. The nights barely beginning."

You can't stop the giggle that escapes you.

You know that was an excuse to hold you closer and normally you'd think it was lame of a guy to use but this time, this time felt different.

[metalmonki]

My Upcoming WIPs!

You suddenly decided to take the leap with Don Flack on a whim. In less then a week you'll be living together, with a child and your father Mac Taylors disapproval. This is certainly not how your suppose to start a relationship.

Your a firefighter with the 118. Your engaged to Evan Buckley who you've been madly in love with for 4 years. Life is perfect. That is until a late night in the fire house sees a spark between you and your Captain Bobby Nash who happens to be a married man.

When the new firefighter in the house Eddie Diaz becomes best friends with your boyfriend Evan Buckley you can't help but notice a change in him. A bad change. Late nights and hushed conversations are just the beginning of this thrill ride.

[innerenigma]

MJ x Peter - Photo Booth Meme (LET THIS BECOME A MEME, GUYS START DOING THIS FOR YA'LL'S FAVORITE SHIPS)

The (Y/N) Messer x Danny Phantom Version

I personally headcanon (Y/N) to be Danny's MJ (They're endgame) uwu

(Couldn't decide which colors I liked the most so there's two hahahaha)

Per my usual request check out Neutral by Note_Worthy

[wanna-see-my-lease]

Petals of Winter - Chapter 2

Petals of Winter Masterlist / Masterlist

Chapter 1

XoX

Chapter 2

Standing in your office you looked at the photos of the victim as you placed them up on the board you had. You stood back and crossed your arms, as you looked closely at each photo. The photos were that of the victim, and the crime scene. Each held a piece to the profile you needed to develop for the case.

But that wasn’t what was nagging at you. What was nagging at you was the profile you were building. It was starting to match that, of another case you had worked on. The type of victim, the way the victim was displayed, and the way the victim was murdered.

You already built the victimology profile. The Lieutenant wasn’t a high-risk victim, as she was part of the Marines. So that meant that she knew how to defend herself, so she must have known the attacker. Not only that, she was in her mid thirties, and single. Riesen also had just come home from a six-week deployment in Iraq, so it was either a crime of opportunity or was planned.

That lead into the actual profile of the attacker. The one that was starting to make you sick to your stomach. You could tell by the scenes that there was some sort of display to them, to make them appear as if they were asleep. However, it was obvious that the attacker was in shape for the simple fact that he was able to achieve his goal in killing the Lieutenant.  This gave you the impression that he was in his thirties to forties.

As you were working on your profile, the sickening feeling was creeping its way back into your gut. The profile was starting to sound all to familiar. Everything from the puncture mark between the first vertebrae and the occipital bone, the position of the body, to the victimology. Either you were dealing with the same killer, or it was a copy cat. As much as your gut told you it was the same killer, however there was no way it could be. The only plausible explanation was that it was a copy cat.

“Hey, Y/L/N.” Danny said knocking on your door. “Sid gave us cause of death.” He added as he walked in. “So, it turns out you were right ‘bout the cause of death. Seems that the Lieutenant was injected with industrial mercury.”

Turning your back to the board, you looked at Danny. “What’s this?” You asked as you took a pale-yellow envelope from him.

“Dunno, was left for you at the front desk.” He said and handed you the autopsy report. “So, you wanna tell me how you knew about the cause of death?”

You placed the envelope down on your desk and opened up the report. You glanced over the report looking for the main things, such as if there was any rape, bodily injuries, and the case of death. After your eyes raked the report you closed it, tossing it on your desk. “It was only speculation.” You replied as you crossed your arms.

“Speculation? C’mon, Y/N, you gotta do better than that.” Danny said, tilting his head to the side.

“Alright, I’ve seen it before on a case back when I was a Special Agent for NCIS.” You replied, knowing full well that you were not going to go into details with the detective. It was a need to know basis, as you felt that you were still running from it.

“Did ya catch the guy?” Danny asked, as he crossed his arms.

“After a month of hunting him, and two weeks of deep undercover work, sadly we didn’t.” You answered sullenly. “However, MTAC reported that LaKlare was killed in a car crash last month.”

“MTAC?” Danny asked frowning.

“Multiple Threat Assessment Center.”

“Then we’re after a copy cat. I’ll start with processing the trace evidence we found.” He said and headed for the door.

As your door closed, you looked down at the pale-yellow envelope. You were about to open the envelope when there was another slight rap on your glass door. Looking up you saw that it was your boss Mac Taylor. “So, Danny told me you knew how the victim was murdered before Sid had a chance to look at the body. Want to tell me about that?”

You placed the envelope back down on your desk as you looked at Mac. “Mac, it was a hunch and it just proved to be correct.”

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“I think we’re dealing with a copy cat. Everything from the body positioning to the method of killing is the same as the LaKlare case I dealt with back when I worked with NCIS.” You said hopefully.

“The case you dealt with before you started here.” Mac stated as he looked you over.

You nodded your head. “If my preliminary profile is right, we’re going to be looking for someone who idolises LaKlare. A white male between the ages of thirty to forty. Goes to the gym regularly, and has some sort of ties to the Marines. Either by family or work.”

“That’s a start. Danny is working on the trace evidence right now, so I want you to finish your preliminary profile and have it on my desk as soon as you can.” Mac replied and left your office.

With the door shutting behind your boss you knew that you had to get to work on the preliminary profile. However, you turned back to your desk and saw the pale-yellow envelope. You took a couple steps to your desk and looked down at the item. On the front of the envelope had your name on it. It was a printed label.

Reaching out of it, you opened it and pulled out the contents. The first thing that fell to your desk was rose peddles. This caught your attention, however the rest of the contents of the envelope made your heart drop. Diligently you pulled out some half a dozen photos. The photos were of not only you, but of Tobias Fornell while he was in Manhattan visiting you. There were also photos from a few months ago when you were in Washington, DC visiting your old team and Fornell.

But with that was also a small handwritten note. As you looked it over you frowned, ‘A flower withers, as a gust of wind blows. Once ruby red petals, turn brown and gold. And one by one, each petal falls. Due to the treacherous sound, of winter’s call.’

TBC…

PoW Tag List: @emilyymichelle @the-valley-of-lost-souls @spaceemonkeyyxd @littledizzyhurricane

Chapter 3

Release Date: September 18th 2017 - Released

[falloutmelody]

updated rules and fandoms!!

hello hello, it’s been a while. i kinda wanna get back into writing more serious pieces, so i figured it was time to re-open my requests and post my updated fandoms and rules to see if anyone wants anything!! below you will find my new rules and my fandoms, alongside the characters i will write for!! please take a look if you want something and let me know!!

MY REQUEST RULES:

-i tend to only write one off pieces, but if i feel like a piece has potential, or tons of people seem to be really into a concept, then i am open to writing multiple parts!

-i tend to try and write my pieces from a gender-neutral stance. however, if you would like a specific gender of reader, please don’t hesitate to let me know and i shall specify that in the little summary at the start of the piece!

-all my pieces are x reader!! i don’t tend to use named ocs for my pieces, as i want my pieces to be accessible to everyone!!

-idk if smut pieces are even allowed on here anymore? but if they are, i can have a go, they just might be kinda bad bc it’s not something i have a ton of experience writing?

-i accept aus, sentence prompts, vague ideas, whatever you have. just remember that the more specific you are in your request, the better job i’ll do with bringing your vision to life!!

-for the characters below, assume i’ll write platonic (friendship), familial or romantic pieces for all of them, unless specified otherwise!! i am also open to having the reader be related to another character (e.g. an oc that’s one character’s sister and is romantically paired with another one!)!

-the only things i won’t write is stuff that is incredibly triggering, illegal age gaps and stuff that is obviously distasteful. anything that i think may be mildly triggering in a piece will be tagged at the start of the post!

-please be patient with requests!! my motivation to write does tend to go up and down, depending on my mood!! if it’s been like a month and i’ve not written your request, please don’t hesitate to send in a message checking up on me!!

MY FANDOMS AND CHARACTERS I WILL WRITE FOR:

CRIMINAL MINDS -david rossi [please send requests in for him, i love this man so much??] -spencer reid -aaron hotchner -derek morgan -jennifer ‘jj’ jareau -penelope garcia -emily prentiss -elle greenaway -alex blake -kate callahan -luke alvez -tara lewis -matt simmons

there’s some other more minor characters i’m willing to write for like will, so feel free to ask if there’s a specific character you want that’s not on this list! just please note i won’t write for gideon, strauss or any unsubs!!

CSI: NY -mac taylor -danny messer -adam ross -lindsay monroe -don flack -stella bonasera -sheldon hawkes -sid hammerback (will only write platonic/familial pieces for him)

will write for jo when i rewatch her seasons!!

CSI: MIAMI -horatio caine -tim speedle -eric delko -ryan wolfe -calleigh duquesne -alexx woods -yelina salas

might write for other characters when i get to their seasons on my rewatch!

DOCTOR WHO -the thirteenth doctor -graham o’brien (will only write platonic/familial pieces for him!) -ryan sinclair -yaz khan -dan lewis -the tenth doctor -the eleventh doctor -the twelfth doctor -the ninth doctor -rose tyler -martha jones -donna noble -amy pond -rory williams -clara oswald -nardole -bill potts -kate stewart -petronella osgood -river song

only tend to rewatch jodie’s seasons atm so i will be better at writing those characters!!

and that’s all for now!! if you would like to request something, please send me a message, including the following pieces of information: -the fandom -the character -your prompt -any other information that you’d like me to know! (i.e. if you want the reader to be a particular gender, if you want the reader to be related to a specific character, etc!!)

thank you for reading!! stay safe, and i look forward to writing some stuff for you!! <3

[if you have any questions about your request and whether or not i’ll write something for you, please don’t hesitate to message me and ask!!]

[ambermotherfuckinbolin]

I need need need, horatio caine x reader and Danny Messer x reader fanfics.

Been watching a lot of csi lately and there like none online for either one of them and that's sad for me.

HEEEEELP

[fightmewiatch]

Masterlist: CSI NY

Don Flack

Flack x Reader - “Can I Kiss You Right Now?”

Flack x Reader - Partner’s Birthday {pt 6 of the Valentine’s Day challenge}

Danny Messer

Messer x Reader - “Is That My Shirt?”

[innerenigma]

Kid Messer admiring Danny Phantom via Clockwork's Viewer hahaha, what a cutiepie ❤

Neutral by Note_Worthy

[innerenigma]

Messer and Danny with that weird backpack of his with the straps in the back, from Season 1: Episode 9 - My Brother's Keeper 😂

Neutral by Note_Worthy

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Petals of Winter - Chapter 1

Summary: Just when you think your new life was working out great, a dead body turns up and shakes the foundation. You have to drop everything to save those you care about, but what if it’s you that is the target once again? Either way, this isn’t a place for a hero.

Shows: NCIS (Season 5 - 2007 to 2008), CSI NY (Season 4 - 2007 to 2008)

Pairing: Mac Taylor x Reader, Gibbs x Reader, Fornell x Reader

Warnings: Can we just have a warning that covers everything including spoilers?

A/N:  I want to give a shout out to @spaceemonkeyyxd for helping me get this started. I had writers block for the longest time on this story. Also this is my first time writing CSI NY and NCIS, so be kind lol

 Chapter 1

New York City, was not exactly where you thought you would end up in your life. At first you thought that you would always be a psychologist in the Marines. However, as time went on you ended up joining NCIS, a Special Agent. Your skills in psychology came in handy as you mainly built profiles to help catch the murder or did analysists of interrogations. After years of working as part of Special Agent Jethro Gibbs’ team, you ended up with a special assignment.

As you matched the physical type of a serial killer that was on taking out Navy and Military women, you volunteered to try and become the target. Granted, it was not an idea that went over well. The only person that agreed with your idea was FBI Special Agent Tobias Fornell. Fornell was brought in on the case as the serial killer had taken out one of his agents.

However, after two weeks of being under cover, all you were able to find out what the name of the serial killer. It turned out the one that was doing all the killing was a Special Agent with the FBI, Daniel LaKlare. When you were pulled from being under cover, LaKlare made one last statement. That he would be back, and be back for you.

But that was four months ago, and now you were in New York City. You chose to leave NCIS after the LaKlare case, as you felt that continuing to work with them was putting them in jeopardy if LaKlare was ever to get released. In your mind, if you were no where near them, they would be safe and LaKlare would have a hard time finding you.

By moving to New York City, you took a job with the Crime Lab. There you were doing the same thing you did with NCIS, a profiler. At least that was something you knew you were good at; getting into the minds of killers.

XoX

As much as there wasn’t snow on the ground, the temperature was hovering around the zero mark. Steam was rising up from the storm drains as a crisp wind cut through the five boroughs of the city. Many of the citizens of the city decided to stay in for the night as the temperatures continued to plump due to the Artic air that was being pushed down on the city.

Bundled up, you made your way through the small city park. “Three o’clock in the morning,” You muttered as you walked under the crime scene tape, into the homicide scene. “Murderers have no concept of a weekend off.”

“Do they ever?” Homicide Detective Don Flack questioned as he walked towards you with his note pad open. “Victim’s name is Lisa Riesen, age 36.” He explained as you started towards the body, that was laying in the middle of the park.

“Any family?” You asked.

Flack shook his head, “Looking into that now. But,” he paused as he took a hold of your elbow stopping you, “You might want to know that she was a Lieutenant in the Marines.”

You turned looking at him with a frown. “Her Command Sargent been notified?” You asked.

“Two uni’s are on their way now to notify him.” Flack answered as you made your way back towards the body. “Danny is already processing the scene.”

Nodding, you felt a sickening feeling sweep over you. Something about this caused your gut to twist. Pushing yourself forwards you made your way to the crime scene. The first thing you noticed was the way the body was displayed; right palm was up and the left was facing down. Like she was sleeping. The second thing, was the type of victim, her appearance.

“Messer, you got an extra pair of gloves?” You asked as you knelt next to the victim.

Danny Messer, on of your co-workers nodded and grabbed a pair out of his kit, “What did ya find?” He asked as he handed the gloves to you.

Pulling on the gloves you looked at him, “Let just say, I hope I am wrong about this.” You said as you moved Riesen’s hair to the side. Closing your eyes, you took a breath as you spotted one of your fears.

“There’s a puncture mark.”

“Between the first vertebrae and the occipital bone.” You said standing up and pulling your gloves off. “Sid is going to find mercury in her brain, like a liquid bullet.”

TBC…

PoW Tag List: @emilyymichelle @the-valley-of-lost-souls @spaceemonkeyyxd @littledizzyhurricane

Chapter 2

Release Date: September 11th 2017 - Released

[fightmewiatch]

Danny Messer & “Is that my shirt?”

For @n3shama

     You groaned at the sound of knuckles on your door, and pushed the blanket off your legs, shuffling down the hall. The door went quiet, before someone knocked again, and you hopped, tugging at the shirt you’d pulled on the night before as you leaned forward to peer outside.

“‘ey, gorgeous, c’mon, the coffee is gettin’ cold!” Laughing softly, you stepped back, and opened the door, humming as Danny immediately leaned around to kiss your quickly before he moved to put the box and cups on the counter. 

“I have a coffee maker, Messer,” you huffed, shutting the door, before moving to the kitchen, and leaning against his side. 

“Yeah, but it’s shitty coffee, Y/N, you know that. This? This is good. This is tasty, and actually hits you with caffeine,” he pointed out, shifting to kiss the side of your head. “Plus, I got donuts.”

“Ooh,” you grinned, reaching for the box, as Danny turned to look you over. “I can see you staring, what’s up?”

“Is taht my shirt?” You furrowed your brow, turning to see him, before looking down, and shrugging, as you saw the gray NYPD shirt you’d pulled on the night before. 

“Well, I sure as hell ain’t NYPD, so, obviously,” you replied with a laugh, foregoing the box, and turning completely to see him as you leaned in to kiss his cheek. “Mornin’, Messer.”

“Mornin’, sweetheart.”