Danny had never been one to openly discuss his feelings. He never shied away from expressing his opinion, but he kept his feelings inside, not wanting to burden others when they had their own battles. Somebody wanted him dead, he had a target painted on his back and he had no idea what to do about it. He could not recall the name of the person who had shot him, back in quarantine. He was sure he'd never seen that guy before in his life. A slight knocking on his office door brought Danny out of his thoughts and he looked up from his computer to see Steve watching him, worry etched across his face and a bag of malasadas in his hand. Steve just watched Danny, not saying a word. "Is there something I can help you with, Steven?" Danny questioned. Steve strode into his office and sat down on the sofa. "I brought malasadas" he said, shaking the bag, as a way of beckoning Danny to sit with him. Danny was about to argue that he wasn't hungry, when his stomach growled loudly. Sighing, he pushed back from his desk and sat next to Steve on the sofa, grabbing a malasada as he did so. Neither man said anything as they both sat, eating their sugary treat. "Are you…" "I'm fine, Steven" Steve was abruptly cut off by Danny's sudden interjection, causing an awkward silence to fall between the two. "They told me your heart stopped on the operating table" Steve blurted out, watching Danny, who sighed. "Yeah…" Once again, an uneasy silence fell between the two. Danny was about to speak again, to tell Steve he didn't need to worry when his phone started ringing. Pulling out his phone, he frowned at the number and showed it to Steve, who shrugged, just as confused and sceptical as Danny. "Detective Williams" Danny answered, putting the phone on speaker as he did. "Danny! I heard everything that happened, are you alright brah?!" Kono. Adam must've told her what went down. Which also meant Chin did too. "Yeah, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me" Danny rolled his eyes. He was fed up of people asking if he was okay. "He says he's fine, but I don't think he is" Danny scowled at Steve, who was once again, looking at Danny with concern. "Well, whether you are fine or not, me and Chin are on our way back to Hawaii. Nobody hurts our ohana and gets away with it" "Thanks guys, but you really don't have to do that. Honestly, I'm fine" He tried to sound confident in his answer, but he wasn't fine. He was far from fine, but they didn't need to know that. "Well, we already told our auntie we were coming so whether you are fine or not, we are still coming" Chin spoke, authority in his voice. The sound of a boarding call could be heard in the background. "That's us so we'll see you guys later!" but before Danny or Steve could say another word, the line went dead. Danny looked at Steve, who shrugged and put his hands in the air. "I didn't know they were coming either" he said, knowing that Danny was going to blame him for the cousins' sudden visit. "Okay" He whispered, he had no energy left in him to argue with the brunette. He was tired. His insomnia had gotten worse since that day, 7 weeks ago. He paced around the house, constantly checking on Charlie and Grace to make sure they were safe. Steve once again, looked at his friend, concerned. He wished for nothing more than for Danny to rant at him, arms flailing everywhere. He missed his friend. Ever since he was cleared to go out into the field, he barely spoke. They'd not made much progress on the restaurant lately, as Danny went home, straight from the office, at the end of the day. The days they did paperwork, he spent alone in his office with the blinds shut, barely uttering a word to him, Lou, Tani or Junior, their newest recruit. Eric had come to speak to Steve a couple of times, expressing his concern about his uncle D. Steve had, had enough. He knew that Danny didn't have Charlie and Grace tonight, what with them both being at their friend's houses. They'd just finished wrapping up a case about the murder of a 32-year-old man, who had accidentally stumbled across evidence that could bring down an entire drug cartel. The case was straight forward, and Steve had already sent Tani, Junior and Lou home for the weekend, leaving Steve and Danny in the office to finish off their paperwork. Glancing at his watch, Steve noticed that it was nearly 8pm, which was early, for the members of Five-O. "Come on Danny, let's go home" Steve sighed, standing up, watching Danny. "Huh?" Danny questioned, he had been staring off into the distance and completely missed what Steve had said. "Home, Danny. You need to rest" "Yeah, alright…" Both men walked out of the office, towards the Camaro. Danny had once again, picked Steve up for work. Danny walked over to the passenger side and got in without an argument. Steve started to become even more concerned about his partner, who normally ranted about Steve driving his car. Pushing his worry aside, he got into the car and drove to his house, where Steve and Danny bid each other goodbye, and Danny drove home, alone, in silence.