David feels the press of a blade against his side, waiting for the blow. "Any wires on you?" Jonathan asks, voice dark. "I want them off. If anyone is listening, I want an easy escape and then your detective lives."

Fuck, David whines, fuck, fuck, and fuck. This is bad, very bad, terrifying even. David slowly lowers his hands, freezing when Jonathan snarls. "Where are you going?" He asks sharply, a growl in his voice.

"I'm just grabbing the wire..." David lies, wrapping his hand around his gun. Then he spins and aims it at Jonathan, but the blade presses through his clothing and into his side. David stands through the pain, gritting his teeth and forcing Jonathan to the ground even though his own blood is trickling out of the wound. David tells Jonathan his rights and calls for help through his wire, cuffing Jonathan and applying pressure on the wound, falling onto his side with a wince. "Fuck."

Jonathan tries to get up, spitting profanities until his face turns red. But then the back up comes, and Jonathan is dragged away and someone comes to help David. His side hurts like fuck but then someone gives him pain meds and someone else loads him into a gurney, but at least he got the guy, right? He got the bad guy. That's all that matters.

David is loaded into an ambulance and shot off, EMC's explaining to him what they'll do and how they'll do it and getting his consent and the name of his insurance and then they arrive at the hospital, bringing him inside and stitching him shut. David grits his teeth through it all, but he doesn't complain. He's been shot before, but at least bullets are localized. This wound splits skin and muscle, and where it didn't cut it at least left a nasty red line that will scab with the rest of it.

Lui shows up, why is Lui here? Oh god, Evan too, why are they here?

"Oh my god David, are you okay?" Lui gasps, standing next to David's cot in the emergency room. Evan stands next to him, staring at the bandage and trying to pick apart what happened.

"I'm fine, seriously. It's just a cut, I've had worse." David sighs, smiling weakly. "What are you doing? You need to go home."

Lui snorts, shaking his head. "That's how we found out you were hurt. They called your residence in case any family was worrying."

David sighs, sitting up. He winces and grabs his side, both Evan and Lui gasping. David shakes his head, smiling. "I'm fine, I'm fine. The doctors said I could go once they got me some pain pills." He says, moving his legs over the side of his bed. Lui's fingers twitch and his hands raise, reaching for him, but then he pulls back, blushing a bit.

"Do you want Lui or I to drive?" Evan asks, putting his hand on David's shoulder. David nods, gritting his teeth. He wobbles to his feet just as the doctor walks in with his pain meds, hurrying over to put David out of his suffering. The three of them, David, Evan, and Lui, climb into Lui's car and drive off, Lui sitting in the back with David as Evan drives.

"So..." Lui begins, sitting too close to David. Neither of them mind. "Who... killed everyone?"

David sighs, keeping his hand over the wound and leaning back. He frowns a little, he doesn't want Evan to hear. "Jonathan Denis."

Evan does stiffen, and Lui does sigh, and David leans back. "So I caused this..." Evan whispers, mortified.

David shakes his head, angry. "No, no Evan you did not. It wasn't your fault, it was an idiot with poor mental health who thought he could do whatever wanted because he had money. This wasn't your fault." He promises. Evan nods a little, but both Lui and David can tell he isn't going to let it go any time soon.

Evan insists David explain the entire crime, and David brings up the fact both Evan and Lui will probably have to testify, come the trial. But David's side hurts, and he's tired, so he let's Evan and Lui drag him into his own home and to his room. David lays down heavily, a little confused when Lui starts pulling on his clothing.

"Lu..." He complains, pushing Lui's hands away so he can get the bed rest the doctor ordered. Lui rolls his eyes, managing to get David out of his jacket.

"You don't like sleeping in your clothing so I'm taking it off." Lui whispers, his face heating up. "I won't touch, promise."

"Hey," David grabs his side as he sits up, grabbing Lui's hand with his free hand. He tugs Lui closer and the older man blinks owlishly before David kisses him, smiling a little. "I'm fine. I was just a little slice." He promises, seeing Lui's face twist.

And at that, Lui sniffles and drops into David's lap, shaking against his chest.

You see, no matter who you are or what you do, once anyone is stripped down they're the same. Tears, blood, and sweat. So Lui texts Evan goodnight, curls up in David's lap, and sleeps there, like that, until morning.