This is my first Five-O Fanfiction, kind critiquing is welcome! Let me know what you think, I know it's short, but there will be another chapter. Thank you for reading!
Steve McGarrett stares at the ceiling, pain consuming every nerve ending, every thought, his vision slowly fading away. Sweet nothingness. He hears it calling his name, he welcomes it. But something pulls at him, a thought, a name. Something he has to do before he leaves this world. Danny. Blood slick fingers struggle to grasp his phone, wait, where is his phone? Steve forces his eyes to focus as he sees it, to far, he thinks as his eyes drift closed.
No! You have to call him! You have to apologize! The SEAL peels his eyes open again, a new found determination burning through his veins. He rolls onto his stomach, his cry of pain muffled by blood suddenly running from his mouth. He opts for the left arm, deciding its less damaged, and begins dragging himself to the small black device, a blood trail in his wake, something attached to his left ankle dragging along behind him. Fiery pain up and down his whole leg. He coughs and grunts as he reaches the phone. More blood. Where did that come from? With sudden desperation he dials.
"…hell you doing calling me at five thirty in the morning you neanderthal?…. Steve?"
Something jolts him back. Huh. You must have dozed off. Must be bad then.
"Dan-no.." The plea is broken and barely audible before his voice is cut off by more blood, making an awful choked, gurgling sound.
"Steve. What's wrong? Where are you?" Steve can hear the increased note of worry in his partners choice, fine layer of fear beneath the Jersey accent, squeak of a bed as he sits up.
"Hurt. Bad."
"Where are you, Steve? What happened? No screw it, don't talk, just stay awake, I'll get Chin to track your phone. Babe, you hear me? Stay awake."
"Won't make it, Danno. I'm sorry you got mixed up in all of this. Tell Grace I'm sorry I won't make it to her science fair."
"No, Steve, don't talk like that, we will make it. Just stay awake, don't fade on me now, SuperSEAL." The worry is more intense, fear thicker in the struggle to keep his voice steady.
"Love you, Danno…."
The blood slickened phone falls from Steve's grip as he collapses, satisfied he can leave this world now.