Set after the episode 13 in season 2 when Steve has to save Joe and they have a fight. Also I highly recommend you listen to the song "You Found Me" by The Fray before you read this Fic.
"Steve pick up god dammit" Danny said into his phone as he got Steve's voicemail again. Last time anyone saw Steve, he was headed to Joe's hotel room to question him and right now with the tension between Joe and Steve, Danny didn't know what would happen if things got out of hand between the two of them. But if Joe hurt Steve in any way, Danny would go ballistic.
He wasn't sure what had come over him these last few months but ever since Steve had been in jail and gotten out, Danny had been overly protective of him. Of course, Steve hadn't noticed and Danny didn't think he ever would. Danny sighed and rubbed his face, Danny knew he was in love with Steve but telling him now amidst all of Steve's other problems was not in either of their best interests. Danny would wait. For now.
Danny had checked Steve's house, HQ and HPD, no one had seen or heard from either of them. When Danny went to Joe's apartment, he didn't find anything out of the ordinary the door was closed and there was a do not disturb sign on the door knob. Danny knocked anyways. No answer. He knocked again and still no answer. Neither Joe or Steve were here. Danny didn't know where else to look. He drove home to his shitty apartment and waited for Steve to call.
Danny heard his phone ringing and immediately thought it was Steve. He had fallen asleep with his phone on his chest so when he sat up, it fell off and under the foldout. "Fuck!" he scrambled off the bed and reached under, looking for it and when it stopped ringing he began to panic. He felt his fingers bump into it and he closed his hand around it. The screen lit up and he cursed when he saw one missed call from Steve.
Fear overtook him for a minute before he snapped himself out of it and dialed Steve "Come on Steve please pick up, pick up" Danny kept repeating in a low whisper and he almost cried out in relief when Steve answered.
"Hello?" Steve said and his voice was dull and gravelly.
"Hey you just called me. Are you ok?" Danny asked, trying to keep the edge of worry out of his voice.
It was awhile before Steve answered and Danny thought he had hung up but then he heard Steve say "No not really. I... Joe...I don't know. I need...can you come to Ala Moana Beach?"
"Yeah. Yeah I'm on my way now. Just don't move" Danny said hurriedly. Grabbing his keys and wallet, he ran out the door.
Danny arrived at Ala Moana 5 minutes later, a time that would have made Steve proud. He drove down the street looking for Steve's truck. When he found it, he pulled in beside it and got out to look through the window. No Steve but there was a gun sitting on the floor along with a TAC vest. He walked down to the beach and saw a body sitting in the sand.
He ran over and saw that it was Steve, just staring at the ocean "Steve?"
Steve jumped and looked at Danny startled "Oh. Its you"
"Yeah it's me. You called and asked if I would come. Are you ok?" Danny sat in the sand beside Steve and draped his hands over his knees. Danny saw a distant look in Steve's eyes and it made his heart ache. He also saw a bruise shading Steve's jaw and a bit of dried blood on his lip.
Steve took a deep breath and just stared at the ocean some more before speaking "Joe was kidnapped by Adam Noshimuri and I had to go rescue him"
Danny cursed silently "Is that where the bruised jaw and busted lip came from?"
Steve nodded "They were beating him, trying to get information from him about Hiro. I took out all the guards and forced them to let Joe go"
"Is he ok? Are you ok?" Danny asked him for what seemed like the hundredth time and each time Steve managed to evade the question.
"Joe's fine. Im not sure for how long though. The yakuza want blood and they wont stop until they get it, whether it be mine or Joe's. Even after all this, after I was tortured by Wo Fat, Joe still won't give me the answers I need" Steve's voice was cold and dangerous then it cracked a little "I don't know what to do anymore Danny"
Danny didn't know either. He couldn't help Steve because if Joe wasn't going to give answers to Steve, he certainly wasn't going to give them to Danny. He didn't know what he could do besides comfort Steve and get him home.
Danny wrapped an arm gently around Steve's shoulders "I don't know either Steve, but come on let's get you home and cleaned up" Steve didn't fight him, just let Danny pull him up and walk him to the car. Danny eased him into the car and shut the door. They would come back for Steve's truck later but to be safe Danny took the gun and TAC vest from the floor of the truck and put them in his trunk.
Danny drove back to Steve's house, glancing at him every now and then to make sure he was ok. When they pulled in, Danny helped Steve in and upstairs, sitting him down in the bathroom. He pulled some peroxide from the cabinet and cleaned Steve's knuckles and rinsed the cut on his lip with water. "Can you manage your clothes?"
Steve nodded and Danny left the bathroom. He went downstairs and found some aspirin and filled a glass of water and carried them back upstairs. He saw Steve standing by the bed in sweatpants and he was shirtless, he looked uncertain if he wanted to get in it though. Careful not to surprise him and get a fist to his own jaw, Danny walked to the end of the bed "Steve, are you gonna stare at it or sleep in it?"
Steve turned to look at him, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth "Im gonna lay down but there's no guarantee I'm going to sleep"
"Well just lay down, you look like your about to fall over. Here" Danny held out the aspirin and water "take these"
Steve hesitated before taking the pills from his hand and swallowing them then taking the water and swallowing some. Danny took the glass back and let Steve climb into the bed under the covers.
"Alright well I'm gonna go...call me if you need anything" Danny said and set the glass of water on the nightstand. He turned to leave when he felt a hand shoot out and close around his wrist and his breath hitched.
Steve looked at him and whispered "Danny stay...please"
***Authors note*** More like a question but anyways. What do you guys think of O'Caan? Because I would love to write fics for that as well if you guys were interested. Let me know in the reviews or send me a message. Also if you guys have any prompts or ideas you want filled let me know! Id be happy to write them