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21 June 2007 @ 12:02 am
Title: Danny Alone
Rating: G
Pairing: Basically gen (but as ldhenson says, “like in the movie”)
Summary: We saw what happened to Nicholas after he left Sandford, but what about Danny?
Author’s Notes: Just a touch o’ the angst for poor Danny. Don’t worry – you know how it ends. Any and all comments are most welcome.
Disclaimer: These characters don’t belong to me; I’m just borrowing them.
Word Count: 546
(Edited to correct some issues of verb tense; thanks, ldhenson!)

Nicholas is gone. Alive, yes, and for that Danny’s grateful – but gone. Probably back in London by now, Danny thinks, only half listening as his father explains in a worried tone that Sergeant Angel hasn’t been seen or heard from since yesterday afternoon. The other officers in Sandford’s small force exchange glances, and then every last one of them focuses on Danny. He knows they’re thinking Nicholas returned to London – they just don’t know the real reason why. Danny can’t speak, can’t meet anyone’s eyes; he just ducks his head and turns away toward his desk.

Later, Doris comes by and gives his shoulder a squeeze; her smile is pitying and gentle, a pale shadow of her usual saucy grin. Tony brings him a pastry and a cup of coffee, unasked. Walker comes by and mutters a vague platitude, and Saxon noses his hand (though it’s probably just for a taste of the pastry icing). The Andys, in an uncommon display of thoughtfulness, simply leave him alone.

The morning ticks by, each dry second scraping past the next with tectonic slowness. When his father suggests he take Tony’s turn to patrol the square, he feels the relief of a prisoner just offered parole. But he still can’t look at Frank – just nods and goes on his way. He’s not sure he’ll ever look at his father again. Their brief conversation last night (“Did you take care of it?” “Yeh. I don’t want to talk about it.”) had been the last words they’d exchanged, and as far as Danny’s concerned, they’ll remain that way. His father’s a void now in his mind, a blank spot, like he’s been cut out of the photos of his memory. He knows this can’t last, but right now, the future’s the last thing he’s capable of thinking about.

The novelty of the change of scenery wears off quickly. Sitting in the patrol car and watching the villagers go about their routines, all of them happily ignorant of the horrors in their midst, he feels despair for the first time in his life. Despair, and a shaking loneliness that makes his hands tremble on the wheel. Even after his mother’s death, even with that enormous grief behind every thought and breath, he hadn’t been so alone. There’d been his dad. There’d been his movies. There’d been his dreams.

Now he has nothing but the memory of Nicholas’s horrified face at Danny’s seeming betrayal, the loss and heartbreak he’d seen in Nicholas’s eyes, and the ache he’s felt in his chest ever since those red lights receded into the darkness.

His throat constricts, and he fights back the urge to cry – Would John McClane cry? Would Dirty Harry? – but these thoughts feel so hollow that his eyes begin to sting. Swallowing hard, he concentrates on the rhythm of his fingers tapping the wheel. Ta-tum ta-tum, ta ta ta ta tum – he realizes it’s “Bad Boys” and, though he isn’t quite sure why, he feels his composure returning. He taps the song out again, tuning out his surroundings. (It’s not like there’s any crime in Sandford anyway, is there? It’s the most cynical thought he’s ever had.) Ta-tum ta-tum, whatcha gonna do

And that’s when a flash of white catches his eye.
Current Location: A Hyatt in Atlanta
Nitesh: you hypnotized himnitesh_update on June 21st, 2007 04:24 am (UTC)
I like the description of the various things that the rest of the station does to be nice to Danny. Aww.
Pandonkey: HF blue skypandonkey on June 21st, 2007 05:37 pm (UTC)
That's the bit that got this entire story started. :) Thank you!
Hippie Geek Girl: HF - partnersgypsyjr on June 21st, 2007 04:37 am (UTC)
... Aww.
Pandonkey: HF blue skypandonkey on June 21st, 2007 05:40 pm (UTC)
I know, poor Danny! Thanks for the comment.
pepperlandgirlpepperlandgirl4 on June 21st, 2007 04:42 am (UTC)
Aww, that was lovely. I really, really enjoyed it.
Pandonkey: HF blue skypandonkey on June 21st, 2007 05:41 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much!
alouette_sparra: loadingalouette_sparra on June 21st, 2007 05:09 am (UTC)
Oh noooo... Poor Danny. *hugs Danny* Don't worry, Nic's coming back. See?

I like how you've portrayed the change in the relationship between Danny and his father as well.

Me likes.
Pandonkey: HF blue skypandonkey on June 21st, 2007 05:43 pm (UTC)
Oh noooo... Poor Danny.

I know, I just couldn't help thinking how rough that morning must've been for Danny.

I like how you've portrayed the change in the relationship between Danny and his father

I'm very glad that worked for you -- I struggled the most with that part of it. Thank you very much for the comment!
La Femme Crayola: Hot Fuzz jumpannlarimer on June 21st, 2007 03:33 pm (UTC)
And that’s when a flash of white catches his eye.

*grins like a grinning thing*
Pandonkey: HF blue skypandonkey on June 21st, 2007 05:43 pm (UTC)
Yay! Thanks for the comment. :)
ldhenson: Hot Fuzz Still The Duo (cap by gypsyjr)ldhenson on June 21st, 2007 08:23 pm (UTC)
Oh, that's nice. Really well done. I very much like your use of imagery, such as like he’s been cut out of the photos of his memory (an echo of the family photo we see on Frank's desk?) and a shaking loneliness that makes his hands tremble on the wheel, and the paragraph that describes Danny's last memory of Angel: very specific imagery, and effective.

(I hope you don't mind a tiny grammar correction: the sentence that begins Now he had nothing but the memory... (the one I like so much)--I think that should be in present tense?)
Pandonkey: HF blue skypandonkey on June 22nd, 2007 04:34 am (UTC)
Oh, thank you so much! I'm really glad that you liked it and felt the imagery worked. I confess I hadn't made that connection to the photo on the desk, but I love that you did. That's the part I'm really enjoying about writing stories that I actually post.

Thanks also for your comment on the grammar. Writing in present tense is such a nuisance, but this just sort of happened that way and wouldn't budge. I hemmed and hawed quite a bit about "had" versus "has" in that sentence, and I'm still not sure. "Has" just doesn't sound quite right to me there, for some reason. I think I'll look around a bit more and see if I can find a definitive answer on the subject (as definitive as is possible with a question of grammar, at least).
ldhenson: Hot Fuzz Cranberry (cap by gypsyjr)ldhenson on June 22nd, 2007 04:59 am (UTC)
I hemmed and hawed quite a bit about "had" versus "has" in that sentence, and I'm still not sure.

"Has" sounds right to me because it's still ongoing, I think? He still has nothing, he still feels the ache, etc. I'd probably move everything in that sentence "up" by one verb tense (past perfect to past, past to present), but that's just me.

I'm liking this fic even more on re-read. It's compact, and has all the more impact for it.
ldhenson: Hot Fuzz La Boomstickldhenson on June 23rd, 2007 07:14 am (UTC)
(past perfect to past, past to present)

Actually I'm not quite right there. More accurately, it'd be "events of last night = past tense" and "ongoing (i.e., the emotions) = present tense." Sorry for the confusion.
Pandonkey: Hot Fuzzpandonkey on June 24th, 2007 04:25 am (UTC)
I see what you're saying, and it makes sense to me. I think once I get back home and get some sleep (and my brains back), I'll work on that fix.

Incidentally, I love your icon. I just spent the first half of this week in a hotel room, and that version of the preview was one of the set on repeat on the pay-per-view promo channel. It was very cheering. If the price hadn't been $12.99, I'd have been sorely tempted to watch it yet again (and again...).
ldhenson: Got Fuzz? (cap by gypsyjr)ldhenson on June 24th, 2007 05:16 am (UTC)
Actually I'm still a little off; the verb tenses I'm thinking of haven't changed, but I keep using slightly incorrect terms because I haven't been bothering to look those terms up. What I should have said was "events of last night = past tense" and "ongoing (i.e., the emotions) = present perfect progressive/continuous."

Incidentally, I love your icon.

Thanks. I'm assuming you're in the US? I'm a bit surprised they'd use that trailer here since it relies so much on name recognition, but it's such a great trailer I can't quibble about it.
Pandonkey: Anglepandonkey on June 29th, 2007 11:53 pm (UTC)
I've tweaked it, and I think it's much better now. Thank you very much for your help! If you have the time, let me know what you think of that paragraph now.

I'm in the US, yes, and -- now that I've finally seen the trailers on the DVD -- I realize that the one I saw in the hotel wasn't the same. It was "From the guys who brought you Shaun of the Dead" followed only by the weapons portion of that trailer, with the addition of a voiceover reading the names. I was quite surprised when I saw the real thing on the DVD -- I see what you mean about it being all about name recognition. I really wish it had been that one, at the very least because it's a lot longer!
Excessive Kumquats: Sam Tyleracidpenguin46 on June 22nd, 2007 07:43 am (UTC)
Awww, poor Danny! That was so sweet and really well written. I loved the end.
Pandonkey: HF blue skypandonkey on June 24th, 2007 04:15 am (UTC)
Thank you very much! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
verob2002verob2002 on February 17th, 2008 12:11 am (UTC)