*dramatic sigh*
Apr. 18th, 2005 05:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardSo. Like, in Snafu, there's major Danny angst coming up - which I can write, trust me on this, because Danny is the one character I've got my hands on. But the problem is, is Mac. Yes. Mac. This isn't going to go well. Basically what happens is...wait. I should probably put this under a apoiler, right?
Right, what happens is that Danny has to ask Mac to be taken off the case. Why? Because he knows Vincent Patriso. Very well. Veryveryvery well, from a long time ago. Tanglewood, actually. Okay, so you saw that coming. However...he's got a personal involvement in the Patriso/O'Malley case. How so? Well...rough draft of the interlude that should come up between chapters four and five if all goes well:
It hadn't been a dark and stormy night, it had been a still, clear night lit by the light of an almost full moon. The flashing lights behind them had turned the street red and blue, painted their faces with patriotic stripes.
"He can't nail us for anythin', we're just a bunch of kids out for a ride," Curly had laughed, wrapping his arm around Danny's shoulders. Danny had tensed, already unsure, teenage brash fading into grown-up responsibility at the sight of the police car. Messer thumped his heartbeat, suddenly thick in his throat. Constantine growled his blood in reply. And don't you forget it. "Ain't that right, Dannyboy?"
"Yeah, sure," Danny says absently, his eyes on the cop coming up the street.
"I'm going to need your name and driver's license," the cop had said to Vinnie. Danny knows his name now, has enver forgotten it, in fact - Andrew O'Malley. Officer Andrew O'Malley, New York Police Department, with a pregnant young wife. Danny still sends two hundred dollars a month cash to her anonymously as pittance.
What happens next nobody can see coming. Vinnie's smile is sweet and charming, unnervingly so, but the four other boys - young men, they'd argue - have seen it before. Just Vinnie tryin' to get out of a ticket, right?
Wrong. Still wearing that charming smile, Vinnie reaches down and pulls a gun instead of his license, shoots the cop at pointblank range.
Danny screams. At least he thinks he does, sometime in the horrifying blur of that night.
"Sit your ass down, Messer, w'ere gettin' the fuck outta here."
"Oh Jesus, oh fuck, oh fucking fuck," Danny had gasped, struggling to get past Sonny to the door. "You just shot a fucking cop!"
"Cool it, Messer, nobody's gonna know," Vinnie had growled as he burned rubber away from the spot where Andrew O'Malley lay dead in the road.
"Nobody's gonna know?" Danny yells and finally pushes past Sonny to fumble at the lock on the door. Sonny tries to hold him back as it falls open and Curly leans over to try and help, but Danny jumps, hits the road with bruising force and fractures his collarbone. The car screeches to a halt and the Tanglewood Boys climb out, Vinnie and Sonny pulling guns, Curly and Phil switchblades. Danny scrambles to his feet, ignoring the burning pain in his shoulder.
"Danny," Sonny yells, something like fear in his voice. "Come back, kid, don't be stupid -"
"Hey, Messer," Vinnie says and raises the gun. The world explodes ina bright flare of white and Danny falls, hears his glasses crack and Sonny's horrified cry - "Danny!"
He'd woken in the hospital with an unfamiliar cop sitting by his bedside. He babbles out his sotry and the cop nods and leaves, leaving the door open for someone else to come in. Danny's father - and Danny'd felt a great swell of fear as Edward Messer settled into the seat the cop had vacataed.
"Hey, Danny," he says, and for the first time in years sounds proud of his black sheep son. "You did the right thing."
In the end, Danny's testimony isn't worth much in Vinnie's trial. The defense calls him an unreliable witness, and his words against the mountain of no evidence Patriso's lawyers have somehow manufactured aren't enough to get Vinnie convicted. In the end, Vinnie goes free and Danny goes to college and then to the NYPD, then, later still, to the Crime Lab.
And he has to explain the general gist of this to Mac, ohmigawd. How do you tell your boss you were an unreliable witness in a murder case? The murder of a cop? Especially when your boss is Mac?
*twitches*
Right, what happens is that Danny has to ask Mac to be taken off the case. Why? Because he knows Vincent Patriso. Very well. Veryveryvery well, from a long time ago. Tanglewood, actually. Okay, so you saw that coming. However...he's got a personal involvement in the Patriso/O'Malley case. How so? Well...rough draft of the interlude that should come up between chapters four and five if all goes well:
It hadn't been a dark and stormy night, it had been a still, clear night lit by the light of an almost full moon. The flashing lights behind them had turned the street red and blue, painted their faces with patriotic stripes.
"He can't nail us for anythin', we're just a bunch of kids out for a ride," Curly had laughed, wrapping his arm around Danny's shoulders. Danny had tensed, already unsure, teenage brash fading into grown-up responsibility at the sight of the police car. Messer thumped his heartbeat, suddenly thick in his throat. Constantine growled his blood in reply. And don't you forget it. "Ain't that right, Dannyboy?"
"Yeah, sure," Danny says absently, his eyes on the cop coming up the street.
"I'm going to need your name and driver's license," the cop had said to Vinnie. Danny knows his name now, has enver forgotten it, in fact - Andrew O'Malley. Officer Andrew O'Malley, New York Police Department, with a pregnant young wife. Danny still sends two hundred dollars a month cash to her anonymously as pittance.
What happens next nobody can see coming. Vinnie's smile is sweet and charming, unnervingly so, but the four other boys - young men, they'd argue - have seen it before. Just Vinnie tryin' to get out of a ticket, right?
Wrong. Still wearing that charming smile, Vinnie reaches down and pulls a gun instead of his license, shoots the cop at pointblank range.
Danny screams. At least he thinks he does, sometime in the horrifying blur of that night.
"Sit your ass down, Messer, w'ere gettin' the fuck outta here."
"Oh Jesus, oh fuck, oh fucking fuck," Danny had gasped, struggling to get past Sonny to the door. "You just shot a fucking cop!"
"Cool it, Messer, nobody's gonna know," Vinnie had growled as he burned rubber away from the spot where Andrew O'Malley lay dead in the road.
"Nobody's gonna know?" Danny yells and finally pushes past Sonny to fumble at the lock on the door. Sonny tries to hold him back as it falls open and Curly leans over to try and help, but Danny jumps, hits the road with bruising force and fractures his collarbone. The car screeches to a halt and the Tanglewood Boys climb out, Vinnie and Sonny pulling guns, Curly and Phil switchblades. Danny scrambles to his feet, ignoring the burning pain in his shoulder.
"Danny," Sonny yells, something like fear in his voice. "Come back, kid, don't be stupid -"
"Hey, Messer," Vinnie says and raises the gun. The world explodes ina bright flare of white and Danny falls, hears his glasses crack and Sonny's horrified cry - "Danny!"
He'd woken in the hospital with an unfamiliar cop sitting by his bedside. He babbles out his sotry and the cop nods and leaves, leaving the door open for someone else to come in. Danny's father - and Danny'd felt a great swell of fear as Edward Messer settled into the seat the cop had vacataed.
"Hey, Danny," he says, and for the first time in years sounds proud of his black sheep son. "You did the right thing."
In the end, Danny's testimony isn't worth much in Vinnie's trial. The defense calls him an unreliable witness, and his words against the mountain of no evidence Patriso's lawyers have somehow manufactured aren't enough to get Vinnie convicted. In the end, Vinnie goes free and Danny goes to college and then to the NYPD, then, later still, to the Crime Lab.
And he has to explain the general gist of this to Mac, ohmigawd. How do you tell your boss you were an unreliable witness in a murder case? The murder of a cop? Especially when your boss is Mac?
*twitches*
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Date: 2005-04-19 02:07 am (UTC)...you kill my brain. x_x
We shall see if I regain sanity later.
Hmm, strictly speaking. Danny *could have* been charged with, at least, accessory to murder (even being a minor), but his confession probably lessened it, as well as pity for the injury.
...why do I want to slash Sonny and Danny, dangit?
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Date: 2005-04-20 12:20 am (UTC)Ah, sanity is overrated. Who needs it anyway?
Danny *could have* been charged with, at least, accessory to murder (even being a minor), but his confession probably lessened it, as well as pity for the injury.
Er. Thought briefly of that, but figured since he was a witness for the prosecution and didn't help Vinnie at all and got shot and jumped out of the car to (presumably) tell the authorities, he wouldn't get charged at all. Also, I know next to zip about legal matters.
...why do I want to slash Sonny and Danny, dangit?
*grin* Probably because I wrote it that way. In my universe, Sonny and Danny were closest among their group of Tanglewood Boys, and Sonny probably felt extremely betrayed when Danny "went over" to the other side. However, because of their history, he kept up with Danny's life, more or less, but the way he felt turned into hatred - which is why he throws out Danny's name in the interrogation room.
Um. Somewhere in your journal you mentioned reading an interview or something where it says Danny comes from a cop family. You don't happen to have a link or something to that, do you?
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Date: 2005-04-20 12:40 am (UTC)Well, for all the reasons you described, he could've gotten off at least easily. Probation. Community service, or something. How old is he supposed to be, here, again? And, also, since he didn't *know* Vinnie was going to do something illegal, he can't be charged with murder. (I'm pretty sure that's how it works: if someone is killed during commission of a felony, the persons who knew of the felony are at fault in the death. Or something).
Probably because I wrote it that way.
Oh, so I can blame those little plotbunnies who showed up, meek as ickle widdle kittens, last night on my doorstep, and then *bit my brain* while I slept, on you? Because I'm now doodling an extensive backstory/fucked up relationship between the two of them.
Somewhere in your journal you mentioned reading an interview or something where it says Danny comes from a cop family. You don't happen to have a link or something to that, do you?
Okay, I think it was on CSIFiles somewhere. Not sure, though. Also, it was in the original press releases that Danny has a history in law enforcement, but somehow CBS has changed their tune on that? At least a little. They're crackheads. *sigh*. He could have both...
(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-20 01:12 am (UTC)Um. I have no idea, at all. Somewhere between seventeen and twenty.
And, also, since he didn't *know* Vinnie was going to do something illegal, he can't be charged with murder. (I'm pretty sure that's how it works: if someone is killed during commission of a felony, the persons who knew of the felony are at fault in the death. Or something).
*blink* Law is confusing. This is why I will leave the lawyering to my friends who want to be lawyers. I'll just haul 'em, they can exonerate 'em or prove 'em guilty or whatnot.
Y'know, when Mac finds out about this, he's going to be might pissed. Mighty, mighty, mighty...also, especially so since he didn't know. Although I have no idea how he didn't know, although I know he didn't work the case and probably doesn't remember the prosecution's witness's name.
Also, it was in the original press releases that Danny has a history in law enforcement, but somehow CBS has changed their tune on that? At least a little. They're crackheads. *sigh*. He could have both...
Ah, that's what I was thinking. And since Danny's mentions during his spiel on Tanglewood that these are the kids of the old Mafia generation, and they really wanted him in...well, my Danny's mother was the daughter of a Mafia don (thus, Constantine) and his father's side of a family the law enforcement line. Talk about a screwed up family tree, huh?
*sigh* I suppose I'll go trundle through CSIFiles, now.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-20 01:29 am (UTC)Oh, so I can blame those little plotbunnies who showed up, meek as ickle widdle kittens, last night on my doorstep, and then *bit my brain* while I slept, on you? Because I'm now doodling an extensive backstory/fucked up relationship between the two of them.
If you must. *grin*
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Date: 2005-04-20 12:38 pm (UTC)Go me. :) I'd have written porn last night, but I had a fever, so I made a spate of snarky icons instead. Keeps the universe in balance, one supposes.
We'll see if I can work up some porn tonight or something.