"I'd guess that's probably one of kind of a long list of things."
With another shot glance at Steve, before he turns back to the road, since that's what he should be paying attention to, not getting all bleeding-heart sympathetic for a man who's probably killed more people than Danny's even arrested, but he can't help it. It's messed up, is what it is; it's sad. That Steve can get catapulted into his own head just from looking at a six pack of beer, without even having any yet, and that there's nothing in his head but the job.
Danny gets it. He does. He's been obsessed before, drowned in it before. Every part of him that isn't Grace gets caught up in the chase, certain that if he just worked a little longer, stayed awake, didn't think about anything else, he'd catch the bad guy. He'd win.
But he does have Grace, and she's his savior, because she pulls him back out of it again, reminds him there's today to live for, too, and tomorrow, and things in the world that aren't the job, or his resume, or his record.
Steve doesn't have that. Steve, as far as Danny can tell, doesn't have anyone, and that's as much a reason why he determines all over again to stick around for a beer before heading home for the night.
It's not much, and it won't be long. Besides, the house is right up ahead.
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Date: 2014-09-08 02:06 am (UTC)With another shot glance at Steve, before he turns back to the road, since that's what he should be paying attention to, not getting all bleeding-heart sympathetic for a man who's probably killed more people than Danny's even arrested, but he can't help it. It's messed up, is what it is; it's sad. That Steve can get catapulted into his own head just from looking at a six pack of beer, without even having any yet, and that there's nothing in his head but the job.
Danny gets it. He does. He's been obsessed before, drowned in it before. Every part of him that isn't Grace gets caught up in the chase, certain that if he just worked a little longer, stayed awake, didn't think about anything else, he'd catch the bad guy. He'd win.
But he does have Grace, and she's his savior, because she pulls him back out of it again, reminds him there's today to live for, too, and tomorrow, and things in the world that aren't the job, or his resume, or his record.
Steve doesn't have that. Steve, as far as Danny can tell, doesn't have anyone, and that's as much a reason why he determines all over again to stick around for a beer before heading home for the night.
It's not much, and it won't be long. Besides, the house is right up ahead.