Hi guys! I own nothing but my love for Blue Bloods. This is written out of my desire to see BB fics go 1K by season 5's end (is that too much to ask?)So it's going to be short and sweet and complete in a few chapters. Thanks for reading and don't get too upset because of the large amount of poetic license used to write this story.

Defenseless: Part 1

The sprint after the perp had officer Jamie Reagan winded to the max. He had called for backup at the earliest opportunity. He had his partner Eddie Janko on the ground behind the block looking at the fire escapes so if the perp got down she would collar him or at least give chase, and by that time, back up would have arrived.

At the end of the corridor, the perp uselessly tried to shake open a barricaded window.

"NYPD! Put your hands up!" Jamie yelled his order and trained his gun on the perp. The perp put his gloved hands up and turned face to face to him. He had a hoodie on but Jamie knew the man the moment he saw him.

"Danny?"

"It's time, cop."

The shock of seeing Danny in the shadows paralyzed Jamie for a second and a second was all needed by the perp to get the job done.

Like an expert, the perp simply slipped his hand between Jamie's knuckles and his Glock fell to the floor. The perp pushed Jamie to the wall and that was the time when Jamie felt something sharp sliced into his gut, right under his left ribcage. The pain made his body crumble instantly. The perp helped him slid to the floor, as if relishing in his weakness, and laid him on the floor.

"Danny –" Jamie called out his brother's name again, confusion and pain mingled in his ashen face.

The perp, or the man Jamie Reagan insisted calling on 'Danny' didn't even bother to take away the knife.

"Danny, damn it. It hurts," Jamie said between clenched jaws.

"Don't fight it. Let it come," said the perp, in a breathless whisper.

Jamie's hands flailed on his ribs, clutching and unclutching at the knife. Jamie tried lifting his head, his survival instincts kicking, wanting to check on his own wounds.

"Jesus Christ –"

"Don't pull it out!" The perp yelled.

"Mother of –"

The perp got up from his knees and walked calmly into a dark nook and disappeared. Jamie fought the pain but it was useless. His vision faded and in seconds everything went dark.