Danny nearly jumped to the ceiling when Linda came in. He watched her put on her earrings, then turn to him.
"You okay, babe?"
"Yeah," he lied through his teeth.
She smiled then left- presumably to get the boys up. But seven seconds later, she was back.
"You're not okay, are you?"
"Huh?"
"You're panting and sweating," she sat on the bed next to him, facing him. "What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?"
Danny ran a hand over his face, "it's stupid."
"Not to me it isn't. Not if it scares you," she put a hand on his cheek.
He grabbed her hand and placed a kiss to her palm. He kept his eyes on their conjoined hands while he told her what was wrong. "I'm not scared , just... bothered . It's this stupid thing with Wilder. I just can't believe they're trying me for murder! What the f***? It's just..."
He sighed and shook his head, finally looking her in the eyes. He whispered, "What if they find me guilty?"
"They won't. They can't. There's no evidence against you."
"But what if they do?"
Linda didn't know what to say to that, so she just hugged him until she heard the boys' footsteps on the stairs.
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Blue Bloods Drabbles
FanfictionOkay so. You remember that Blue Bloods Oneshot story I did? Yeah, this is the resurrected version.