He lay on his side. Eyes clenched shut, trying to stifle out the hot white pain shooting up his side.

Breathe, take back control, breathe…

What was he doing here? How did he get here?

Steve tried collecting his thoughts, but nothing came back to him.

The pain got worse with each shallow breath, he gulped for oxygen and shifted….

*Clang* something restricted his movement. He realised his hands were bound, chains and shackles. He tried his legs and they too were bound.

Shit.. what have you gotten yourself into now Mcgarrett?

Focus, breath, open your eyes.

Slowly he forced his eyes open, but there was darkness, absolute darkness. He tried again to shift himself up, testing how much leeway he could get from the chains.

Focus, assess the damage, assess your surroundings.

Everything hurt. Limb check, a few scrapes and bruises nothing too serious, I'll be able to walk out of here, if I can break free.

His hands now wonder to his upper body, his side was sore and it hurt to breathe, he's definitely cracked a few ribs. He now tries his other side, and his palm comes back sticky. He's bleeding.

Have I been shot, stabbed? Remember God damn it, how did I get here?

"Steve?" a familiar voice echoes from somewhere across the dark room.

Steve is jolted back to reality, he did not realise there was someone else there with him.

"Huh" his voice is raspy, barely a whisper. He shifts pulling at the chains, and a groan escapes his lips.

"Steve God Damn it! Say something!"

Danny! It was Danny. Relief washed over him, he wasn't alone, but then came the dread. What was Danny doing here with him. For whatever reason he was captured or restrained, he didn't want his partner here with him.

"Danny, you ok?"

"Really Steve, you're asking me?! Yea I'm ok, the head hurts a bit but I'm fine. You were driving remember? You were on the impact side! Are YOU ok? Don't try and hide anything Steve, you've been out for over an hour, you had me real worried."

Memories come flashing back to Steve. Driving back from dinner, a black SUV out of nowhere, rams straight into the side of the car, the drivers side, Steve's side. There is glass everywhere, then searing pain, then nothing.

"I'll be ok Danny."

"Don't try and play tough Steve. This isn't the time to…."

"A few cracked ribs, and I have a gash to my side, but I'll be ok." Steve interrupted. He was feeling in control again, his brain was clear, and he had pushed the pain away, for now. Danny being there gave him back the power he needed. But they had no time to waste.

"Danny, we need to figure out who this is and what they want, we also need to get out of here, hows your situation looking restraint wise? My legs and hands are bound. "

"Whoa and he's back. My hands and legs are chained as well. While you were napping I tried everything, but they are bolted straight to the ground. Whoever brought us here knows what they're doing."

Suddenly the bolt on the door is unlocked, and a heavy metal door is wrenched open, flooding the room with light.

TBC