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This was just a plot bunny that didn't let me sleep so I hope you like it; it's the first Fanfic that I publish here so be kind but I would love to hear you opinions you can find me in twitter under the same name or leave a review please.

For the purposes of this story Danny Reagan has been a widower for several years with no kids

Chapter 1: Alone

She'd had the most amazing night in her life, granted she had only lived a little over 17 years and after all it was her first time in New York, but still it had been the most amazing night in her life, so far, she was planning on having much greater nights than this one, like her debut on Broadway and her first Tony award but so far, this was pretty much the best, she'd had diner at Sardi's, she'd had met Patti LuPone, she was happy after a long time of just surviving each day, now she had something to look forward to; but Finn had to ruin it by trying to kiss her, why had he done that? Why did he want her back? Especially now that she was completely dedicated to develop her craft. Wasn't he, just mere weeks ago, totally in love with Quinn? Was this just because Jesse was back in her life? She tried to remember the way back to the Hotel but she was very confused and distracted, anyway if Finn was trying to be a gentleman why hadn't he followed her? They were in a strange city, and she was alone and at night, her fathers have warn her of the hundreds of young small town girls who had met the worst of fates when they'd gone to one of those big cities, but she foolishly thought that by going out with Finn she would've been protected, except he hadn't followed her and now she was wondering in midtown New York… Alone… At night. Things could not get worse!

Scratch that! She found herself in the middle of an unknown street and worse in the middle of a shooting, needless to say she panicked and the only thing she could think of doing was running to a gape between two cars only to find out, there in the pavement in front of her, a guy, a dead guy with eyes wide open and blood oozing out of his neck and for the first time in all her life instead of being vocal Rachel just stood there in shock looking at the much-older-than-her-guy, her mind reeling from the situation with the only clear thought in her head being "Please God don't let Finn come this way" she could hear some gunshots and even more screams but she couldn't move, when the screams started to quiet down and she heard steps coming closer her self-preservation instincts kick in and she did the grossest and most stupid thing ever, she dropped to the floor and laid there in a pool of someone else's blood trying not to move and taking shallow breaths. The steps she heard before came closer and then to a halt, she could still see from behind her barely open eyelids and that was when she saw him, it was the most wonderful vision of a guy she had ever seen.

The man was dressed in a tailor made dark suit with a fedora hat and a trench coat to match, he looked like one of those mob guys from black and white movies or a younger version of Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca, she was taking in all his features, mesmerized by them, she tried to memorized everything about him, from his eyes that seem to sparkle even in the poorly lighten street, to his incredible bone cheeks that make her a little jealous, to those full lips that make her want to kiss him deeply, in short the guy look like an angel, a very dark dangerous angel but an angel non the less.

Rachel briefly wonder if she should move, it felt save to move, that was until his right hand started to rise and with it a white gun, he fired two gun shots at the head of the clearly dead guy Rachel was lying next to, she swore a little noise came from the back of her throat but luckily the dark angel didn't hear her, he just kneel down and stare at Rachel, who immediately held her breath; for about a minute he just look at her, then he let out a sigh turning his attention to the dead guy placing a poker card on his forehead then he simply turned around and left, leaving a quivering Rachel behind, while part of her brain thanked God for all those years of belting out high F's allowing her the lung capacity to resist breathing with the strange gorgeous man so close to her, the other and bigger part of her brain was crumbling down trying to process what had just happened to her and although this part of her brain told her to stand up and run away like crazy, her body did not respond, all she felt was cold and wet and frozen in place, not even capable of sobbing or crying or anything else that wasn't staying right there where she was.

Several minutes later she heard the sirens of the police cars and saw the lights behind her now tightly shut eyes, but Rachel still couldn't find the strength within herself to move, as the cops move closer, she heard a guy shouting a little close but still not able to see her "- We have three males here, all dead by gunshot non of them to the head so I guess they weren't the principal objective-" Then, she heard another deeper and calmer but clearly irritated voice "-Do you think it's wise to be shouting that information out? What if the shooters are still around and hear you? You could be jeopardizing this whole investigation, go and do something else and don't be so loud-" Even as Rachel heard that voice and knew she was save now that the police was here, she still could not move, not even one inch to let them know she was there, and in her mind she accepted that this was how she was going to die, she was going to die from the cold because the cops wouldn't find her soon enough to save her, she and the dead guy were nowhere in sight and they wouldn't find her until the first light of morning, they would find her frozen body lying next to a dead guy, covered in his blood and that was when Rachel opened her eyes wide and screamed, she gave the loudest, most screeching bloody-murder scream in the history of ever.

When Detective Danny Reagan heard this new loud noise he immediately turnaround while pulling out his gun thinking of someone being attacked, until he really listened to it, the scream wasn't of some being attacked but the sound of someone being completely and utterly shocked, still he didn't put away his gun, instead he started walking towards the sound a little cautious, the sound started to diminish a little only to increase in volume and in intensity every few seconds, he keep thinking about what he had missed, maybe one of the neighbors saw a dead body or something like that; he walked up to a poorly lighten space in the street but saw nothing strange there, no one was in sight but the noise hadn't stopped; he could hear it closer now, he identify the source of it, it was coming from between two parked cars, he walked closer and what he saw shocked him to his very core, he put his gun away, took out his badge and started to walk calmly and steady to the young terrified girl that lay there, covered in blood screaming her heart out, he tried to sound calm yet firm when he spoke to her "-Miss you are safe now you can stop screaming-" Rachel saw this man approaching her, dressed in a light brown trench coat showing her something shiny in his right hand and immediately trusted him, she stop screaming and started crying and sobbing when he finally reach her, he asked her in a concerned voice "-Miss are you hurt?-" She could only shake her head no, but said in a feeble voice "-I can't move-"

Danny tried to see if the young girl was hurt but saw no signs of it, then he touched her arm lightly, it was the bloodiest spot, so if she was hurt it should have been around there, when Rachel felt his touch, she unfroze and sat up so fast to hug him that her whole world was temporary out of focus and the only thing Rachel saw clearly was this man, awkwardly hugging her back, she said in a slightly better voice "-It's all his blood, I just pretended to be dead so the mob man wouldn't kill me-" Danny saw the fright in her big brown eyes before she buried her face on the crook of his neck, and in that moment he knew that as hard as this night was for him it was ten thousand times worst for this little girl.

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