Danny sat in his office, the last one left for the day. It was about a few weeks after he had gotten poisoned and he still felt like shit. He was doing better, but he still caught the glances from his teammates, telling him he still didn't look so hot. It was a Friday; his Friday with Grace, but thanks to Wo Fat and Steve McGarrett, there was tons of paper work to do. Yes, Wo Fat was gone now, not dead but taken care of, but that didn't change the fact that Steve had gone out on the lam alone, which meant paperwork. And who always got stuck with paperwork? Danny did. So, Steve was currently picking up Grace and stuff for a barbeque at his place later while Kono and Chin got the house ready. Danny was just finishing up a few last details for Steve before heading out. He gave the report one last glance over before standing. All he had to do was put it on Steve's desk and he was done for three days. Three glorious Grace filled days while Step-Stan and Rachel finished up their divorce. Danny smiled as he moved into Steve's office. Could life get any better? He had a great team, his little girl absolutely adored him and he was getting his wife back.

At that moment, his cell rang. Danny sighed as he set the report on Steve's desk with one hand while pulling his phone out with the other. Probably Steve asking for what kind've beer he wanted, obviously forgetting that having Grace for a weekend meant no drinking. He pressed it to his ear, "No, Steve, I don't want."

"I'm not Steve, haole," a cold, oddly familiar voice filled his ear. "But I know where he is."

"Who are you?" Danny tensed before moving to the smart table, starting to triangulate the call out of habit.

"Why should I tell a mainlander like you? Think you're special cause you took down Wo Fat? You haven't done nothing yet," the man hissed. "Such a pretty little girl you have."

Danny's heart skipped a beat, "What are you doing?"

"I'm just admiring some of the finer tourist attractions of the island, Detective," now he sounded like he was laughing. "There's about to be a little incident at the grocery store, I'm afraid."

"Don't touch my daughter or I will," Danny was cut off as gunfire filled his ear. "No!"

Grace's screams echoed around him as he raced through the Palace, ignoring all rational thought. Grace was in trouble, possibly hurt. His little baby girl. The last thing he heard was Steve's voice yelling for help before the call was cut. Behind him, the smart board locked on a location…just outside the Palace.

Steve causually strolled out of the grocery store, bags in hand as Grace walked beside him, licking a very large ice cream cone, "Now, no telling Danny I got you that."

"Of course, Uncle Steve!" Grace giggled, ice cream dribbling down her chin. Steve smiled down at her before looking towards his truck. A flash of light caught his eye and he scooped up Grace and lunged behind a nearby minivan just as someone opened fire on him. Grace's screams filled his ears, clinging to him tightly as ice cream was squished between them. She was crying for Danny, shaking badly. At Danny's name, Steve gripped Grace tighter and started shouting for help. He could not abandon Grace right now, not with Danny as her father.

"Some one, call HPD!" Steve yelled as the gunfire continued. It seemed to last forever before all went silent for about five seconds before police sirens filled the air. Steve didn't move, just held the shaking little girl, knowing she was the most important thing right now. Danny was just finally getting everything back. He was not going to let Grace get hurt now. He had to protect his partner.

"Steve?" Kono's soft voice pulled Steve out of his zone and he looked up to see the rookie as well as Chin standing over him, looking worried. "You alright?"

"Yeah, fine," Steve sighed, relaxing a bit. "How long?"

"Not long. We were on our way over cause you were our of matches," Chin knelt next to him, gently prying Grace away. "You should probably call Danny."

"Yeah. Shit, I just ruined his weekend," Steve ran a hand through his hair as he pulled out his cell, his hands shaking. He his first speed dial and waited all of two seconds before Danny's paniced voice filled his ear.

"Steve? Is this you? Where is Grace? Are you two hurt? What happened?"

"Danny, calm down, we're fine," Steve frowned. "Is everything alright? What's happening there?"

"Nothing….just… I got a call and I heard you guys getting attacked," Steve heard Danny let out a huge breath of air. "Are you sure you two are okay?"

"Yeah, fine. HPD is here as well as Kono and Chin. Where are you? Who called?" Steve stood, glancing at the others. They looked worried as well.

"I'm by my car. I'll be there in," Danny's voice was replaced by three rifle shots.

"Danny!" Steve yelled into his phone, clutching it like a lifeline. On the other end, all he heard was distant yells of shooter. Nothing from his partner.

Danny raced out of the Palace, cursing his knee while making a beeline for his car. His partner and child were in trouble and he wasn't already there. As he was reaching his car, his phone rang. He looked at it to see Steve's number. Steve was calling him. That meant Steve was alive. He quickly answered, " Steve? Is this you? Where is Grace? What happened?"

"Danny, calm down, we're fine. Is everything alright? What's happening there?" Danny had never been so happy to hear his partner's voice. He didn't care that Steve wasn't telling him that he and his daughter had just been shot at. It was alright.

"I'm by my car. I'll be there in, " Danny was about to say ten minutes, but something white hot burned through his chest, right through his right shoulder. He felt him self falling as two more bullets crashed into his chest. He heard Steve yelling at him over his cell phone, but something was wrong. Everything went white.