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4 months 16 never ending weeks.
Where should we search? Which evidences should we still follow? There´s nothing. Only dead end after dead end.
Lt. Commander Steve McGarrett drops himself on his bed. He had looked in every corner of Hawaii, always with the same result: nothing. It was depressing.
Danny disappeared 4 months ago. First they thought that he had just overslept. But after 2 days, it was clear to everyone: Danny had been abducted.
When, why, how? –No idea. His Camaro stood in the sun, like always. His keys hung on his keyboard. They hadn´t been battle tracks.
Even Rachel hasn´t know where he had spent his last evening, where he had disappeared. But Steve wasn´t able to put the case aside. He couldn´t let the file get dusty in the archives. When he was caught in North Korea Danny hadn´t stopped searching after him. He hadn´t give up. And what did he do? He let his best friend hung. But he was part of his Ohana!
However today, the Governor had taken the case away from him.
,,There´s no hope for your partner. He wouldn´t want to you lose yourself in the case."
Hah. Danny would make him the hell hot, if he would give up. Put there was no other way. If he wanted to keep his job, then he had to continue to work on Dannys´ case at the same time.
He wouldn't rest until he had found Danny, or his body. His stomach contracted painfully. He couldn't give up. He had to find his best friend. Slowly his eyelids became heavy, and he drifted in the world of dreams.
PIEEEEP! PIEEP PIEEEEEEEEP!
Steve opens his eyes. When did he fall asleep?
Tiredly he searches in the darkness after his mobile phone.
3 o´ clock in the night who calls around this time?
,,McGarrett?"
,,Boss!"
,,What´s up Kono?"
,,HPD called for us. They want to destroy a drug cartel. And they need our back-up."
,,Aren´t they able to do it on themselves?" he mumbles in his phone.
,,Doesn´t seem so. Chin and I are already there. Pali road."
,,I´m on the way."
Groaning he sits up. He haven´t slept well. His eyes were still heavy.
After endless minutes, he was in his shirt and jeans. With his bandage and gun, he leaves his house.
,,Hey Boss!"
,,Mornin´" Both of his colleagues nod to him. Their Kevlar-wests already on their bodies.
Steve, I will always wear my west. And there´s one simple reason: I have a daughter And I´m not one of your Rambo friends, ya understand? Steve grins Danny had been careful, just for his daughter.
Grace.
Her eyes had been full of sadness. ,,Danno is not coming back?" she had asked.
It had Steves heard torn. ,,Uncle Steve tries to bring him back. I promise, Gracie."
But Gracie had just nod. Her eyes had rest on the floor. It hurt so bad to think about that. But as long as he hadn´t found Danno, he couldn´t give up.
,,The Five-O team goes around the back. Jack, Don side. Marcy and I take the front.-Clear?"
Everyone nods. Clear. ,,Ok. Good luck. But be careful. These guys are not the nicest."
Steve was pleased with the back-up of Chin and Kono. He could trust his Team, his Ohana. With trembling fingers he charges his weapon.
1…2….3!
Wood splinters while he enters the door. But there´s is just the dark. ,, 5-O drop the weapons!"
No answer, just silence.
,,Kono, stairs, Chin garage. I take the basement." Everyone nods. This was their silent "good-luck".
The commander goes slowly downstairs. His trained ear in alert. His muscles tensed. But his heartbeat goes slow. He was trained for situations like these. A tiny beam of light is peeping out from one of the doors . It´s not strong. Gently he pushes the door open. But there´s no horde of aggressive drug dealers. No the room seems to be empty.
Seems to-
A person leans against one of the brick walls. He´s trembling. His pale skin terrible disfigured with bruises. He is just wearing a torn jean. Steve lowers his weapon, he carefully tries to detect the persons face, but he turns away.
,,hey I´m not goin´ to hurt you. It´s ok."
He hears a faint metallic rattle. The person had shaken his head. Steve notices the chain that wraps around his neck which seems to run into the wall. Slowly, as each step could be his last, he walks up to the person.
,,Hey shhh ... is good. It's all good. "He gently touches his back. As if stung by a tarantula the prisoner turns over.
In his face pure panic.
,,DANNO? "
