Blue | Bloods 11x13

Danny didn't look at Jamie. He didn't look at his father. He walked straight toward Jill.

Danny had come home to his boys. He had come home to Sunday dinners. Blue Bloods 11x13

Jamie had stepped in, voided the arrest, and told Hector to drive. He didn't give a reason. Now, Jamie was alone with her. Danny didn't look at Jamie

"With every win comes a loss, Jamie," Frank warned him quietly. "If you don't give this department a reason, they will take that badge. Family name or not." "Then let them take it," Jamie replied. The Ghosts of Fallujah Danny had come home to his boys

"Jill?" Danny’s voice cracked—a sound the tough-as-nails detective rarely made.

She was shivering, wrapped in a threadbare army surplus jacket, her eyes darting between the dark sky and the puddle at her feet. To any other cop in the 29th precinct, she was just another voucher, another EDP (Emotionally Disturbed Person) to be processed and forgotten.