It was Danny...

Lying on the floor in absolute filth, surrounded by empty Slim Fast cans and water bottles. There was nothing in the room but trash and the windows had been covered with a dark sheet that had been taped over. But he was alive and thrashing about helplessly.
"Oh dear God." I said dropping to my knees beside him. "I thought I was going to find your mummified corpse."
"Get me out." He said. He had a couple of months worth of nasty beard growth and his yes were red and runny. He smelled like absolute hell.
"I'll get 9-1-1 and the cops..."
"No, just get me out." He gasped. It sounded like he had a good repiratory infection going. "I'll go crazy just drag me out of here."
"Where the hell's your wheelchair?" I asked.
"Said she sold it." He whined. That was not like Danny. "Just get me outside. I wanna go outside."
"Do it." Maricel said.
"I don't want to hurt you." I said looking around the room in complete disbelief.
"I might get parazlyed." He said. "I know I'm disgusting, but please."
I tossed her the phone. "Get 9-1-1." And I slipped my arms under his and hauled him up as best I could to start dragging him out.
"Took you long enough." He said.
"I'm a moron." I said. "Lucky for you Jen's a little smarter than me and my girlfriend is smarter than both of us. These stairs are gonna hurt. They busted the elevator."
"I almost wiggled away." He said. "Bolt on the outside of the door and broke the elevator. I don't care if it hurts."
"Hurt me, you dummy." I said. "You haven't lost that much weight on Slimfast."
Maricel was direct on the phone. "I've got an injured kidnapping victim. I need police and an ambulance." She said. "Where the hell are we?"
I gave her the address to repeat to the cops. She was a couple of steps ahead of me, so she saw the big fat dreadlocked jackass a second before I did. I was rounding the bend of the stairs with Danny in my hands. I was screwed.
Then my baby doll made the most bad-ass move I've ever seen. She dropped flat down on her ass reared back and kicked the SOB with both of her legs as hard as she could sending him backwards down the steps. Then she popped up, jumped over me and Danny and ran back upstairs. I let go of Danny on the landing and did something I never imagined I could actually do. I don't know if you've every heard of a Berserker Rage. But it's like that scene in X-Men 2 where Wolverine jumps onto a group of soldiers and just starts slashing. Well I jumped down the stairs onto Fat Guy. I figured he'd be a soft place to land and probably a little sore from being stabbed and kicked by my old lady. I can't punch for nothing, so I was scratching and biting like a little girl. I even pulled out one of his stupid blond dreds. He was hard to keep down, like a big bull elephant you'd managed to piss off instead of kill. He flipped us both over with his fat ass on top ready to beat the crap out of me. We rolled out onto the floor and I heard someone run, jump over Danny and land hard on the stairs. Then she came out literally swinging one of Danny's old baseball bats that he kept from college. She was going Al Capone in the Untouchables on him. Thought she only hit him once in the head. She screamed as she busted on his arms and legs and she was so damn fast, he didn't know what to do. I rolled out from under him and struggled to me feet just in time to catch Susan/Heather out of the corner of my eye. She was about to dive in like me. I snatched hold of her hair like the freaking sissy I obviously am and threw her back against the wall. I've never hit a girl, not even on the playground, but
I could have killed her for what she did to Danny. I probably should have helped Maricel, but I didn't want to get in between that bat and its screaming target. Danny had sort of slid down the stairs head first and he was lying there smiling.