Note: My usual beta is on vacation and I wanted to get this one posted before my holiday, so many thanks to a certain someone for reading it through and picking up any mistakes, even though they have never beta'd before. And having to deal with my English terms. Apologies for any mistakes left.
Just a short chapter to start off with.
Disclaimer: I do not own H50. This is just to satisfy my whump addiction.
Chapter One.
Danny stood in his kitchen, chopping an onion while singing along to Bon Jovi. Grace was with Rachel in Vegas for the next two weeks and Amber had been called back to New York when her grandfather was taken ill. Danny had suddenly found himself with no plans. Deciding to call the team and invite them around for some food, then they could watch the game on TV.
He was well on his way with cooking dinner, when Steve, Chin and, Kono turned up. Letting themselves in, they sought out Danny and found him in the kitchen.
"Hey Danny, something smells good," Kono said leaning over to peer into a big pot of pasta sauce.
"Thanks babe. It's just a simple pasta dish. Beers are in the fridge," He replied.
"Need any help brah?" Chin asked, eyeing up the dining table already set with a big bowl of salad, parmesan and fresh crusty bread rolls.
"Nah, I'm good. It's almost done," Danny stated checking the pasta to see if it was ready.
"Thanks for inviting us around Danny, but you didn't have to cook. We could have gotten pizza," Steve said, grabbing beers from the fridge and passing them out. "Is this gonna taste better than the eggs?"
"There is nothing wrong with my eggs. But since Grace is with me more often than not, my cooking skills have improved greatly. Now shut up or you don't get any dessert," Danny joked.
"There's dessert too?" Kono asked, "I like these new found cooking skills."
"Well, I can't take credit for the dessert. Amber made it before she went back to New York to visit her sick grandfather. It's her grandmother's tiramisu. It's amazing, so make sure you leave room," Danny explained as he served up the pasta and sauce.
They all enjoyed the food together. Steve even had second helpings, much to Danny's delight. They all agreed that the tiramisu was the best they had ever had. After clearing all the plates away, they moved into the living room, ready for the game to start. Danny sat down on the couch next to Steve and flipped on the TV. There was a sudden pop and all the lights went out.
"Great," Danny sighed. "Sorry guys, it must have blown a fuse. Two minutes and I'll have it sorted." Getting up he entered the kitchen, thankful that there was still some light from outside, and grabbed a flashlight from the kitchen cupboard.
"You want a hand?" Steve called after him.
"No, I'm good. The fuse kept tripping out last month, but I thought the electrician had fixed it," Danny explained. Sliding open his glass door, he walked over to the box on the side of the house that contained the fuse box.
Opening it, he took a quick look, trying to see which fuse had tripped. Holding the flashlight in his right hand, he located the correct one and flipped it back up with his left. There was a sudden flash and a loud bang. He felt pain shoot up his left arm, shocked to find himself flying back through the air. Everything went black. Danny was dead before he hit the ground.
TBC