A/N Here is a two shot of some Grace and Danny hurt/comfort. Danny is such an amazing father. Special thanks to my Beta, xx1LionsflamE7xx! Shot two, soon to come :) Please review! It actually makes my entire day 3
Grace was suddenly thrown out of her deep sleep and into her bedroom. For a moment she was confused, but her thoughts soon caught up to speed. She realized she was in her bed at Danno's house. Despite the safety of the house, an uneasy feeling came over her. A wave of heat and tingles passed over her body as her stomach churned.
I don't feel good. Danno. I need Daddy.
She climbed out of bed and started to go as quickly as she could to go to Danno's room. She made it two steps before deciding she should probably just go straight to the bathroom. Two steps later, her stomach made a different decision. Before she could really even think about it, she bent over and quietly threw up onto the floor. It felt like a basketball game was going on in her head. She was so tired. She bent over a little further to place a hand on the un-dirtied floor and dropped herself down next to the pool of vomit and began to cry.
Danny was suddenly awake, unsure if he had heard a noise in the house. He glanced at the clock: 3:21am. He stilled completely and listened. Then he heard a cry:
"Daddyyy,"
He was out of bed before Grace had even made it to the second syllable of the word. He found himself instinctively grabbing where his holster would be, before realizing he was in sleepwear. He made it to Grace's doorway and flicked on the light switch.
He took in the piteous sight before him: Grace, six years old, in her matching purple PJ set, curled up in a ball on the floor crying, sitting next to a puddle of her own vomit. She had clearly made a valiant effort to get to the bathroom, but didn't make it in time. His heart instantly broke.
"Daddy," she sobbed.
"Gracie," he breathed, sweeping over to her and kneeling down at her side. "Shhh, it's okay monkey," he said quietly, wrapping her in his arms.
"I'm sorry-y-y," She shook through her tears.
"Aw, no, don't worry about it monkey," he reassured her, "I'll clean it up, it's alright."
He released an arm from their embrace and slid it under her knees to scoop her off the floor. He carried her out to the living room, stopping to grab the affectionately named "puke bowl" from the medicine closet. He placed Grace down gently on the couch and turned on a desk light before he knelt down. He placed a hand on her forehand—she was hot. He took her hands, which were incredibly cold.
"Did you feel sick when you went to bed, Grace? You barely ate yesterday,"
"A little bit," she said, her eyes squinting tightly. Her cheek pulled upwards.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned by her pained expression.
"Head 'urts, Danno," She replied, "Turn off the light, peas?"
"Okay Monkey," He said, switching off the lamp. He hated seeing her so sick. He sighed, "I'm going to get some stuff to make you feel better. This is right here if you need it, okay?" He said, placing the puke bowl in the crook of her elbow.
She nodded in response, nuzzling into the couch. Danny got up and went back to the medicine cabinet, pulling out the children's Tylenol and a thermometer. He grabbed an extra blanket from the linens and made his way back to the couch, placing his things down on the coffee table.
He threw the blanket over her and she gratefully adjusted underneath its warmth, "I'm gonna take your temperature here, okay?" He said, before slipping the tip into her ear. After a moment it beeped and the screen illuminated: 103.8 degrees. "Oh gees Gracie, no wonder you're not feeling good, huh? Your fever's really high," He said, sympathetically stroking her arm. He turned to grab the Tylenol off the table. He held it towards the light coming from the hallway and read the dosage from the side. He screwed off the cap and poured the pink sludge into the small plastic cup.
"Don't feel good Danno," She interrupted with rising volume, shifting on the couch. Danny quickly put down the medicine and swung back around to assist her in her sitting up. The sound of her gag echoed in the bowl and she threw up what was left in her stomach.
"Okay- okay, it's okay, Grace," Danny said as he held the bowl to her with one hand and rubbed her back with the other. Once she was done, he put the bowl on the table as she whimpered.
He placed a hand on the side of her face. "Shhh, it's okay monkey," There was no way she was going to keep the Tylenol down, but her fever was too high. Danny looked down at his watch. It was going to be at least another three hours until urgent care opened, five hours until the pediatrician.
Grace peeled the blanket off of her and gently pushed Danny away. She scooted her way to the edge of the couch and slid off.
"Grace?" Danny questioned. Grace simply continued and weakly stepped forward, while Danny moved to both stop her and hold her up.
"Grace?" He tried again firmly.
"I havta'… Go to school," She slurred, weakening in his hold before straightening back up.
"Grace, it's the middle of the night, sweetie. You're sick," Danny said, so worried by her confusion.
"Danno-" She tried. She knees buckled and this time she didn't regain her balance at all.
"I'm right here monkey," Danny replied, before she let him take all of her body weight. "Gracie?" He called.
"Ahwl-" Grace tried for words but she only managed some jumbled sounds before she just gave up completely into Danny's arm.
"Okay-" Danny grunted as he lowered her onto the floor, placing a hand behind her head.
"Grace?" He called again. Her gaze was focused beyond him. "Come on, Grace," He begged quietly. Her body twisted, becoming completely stiff. "Oh god," he breathed quietly.
"GRACE?!" He shouted as she shook violently. Her arms drew into her chest and she emitted involuntary noises. He panicked for just a moment, and then sprung into action. He placed the balled up blanket under her head and pushed the coffee table away to give her plenty of room, so she wouldn't hurt herself. He ran back to his bedroom, grabbed his cellphone, and ran back to her side. He placed a hand on her arm just to comfort her, careful not to hold her down.
"It's okay Gracie, I'm going to get you help," He reassured her, even though she probably couldn't hear him. He quickly dialed in the number. Finally, there was a voice on the other side of the line.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"This is Lieutenant Daniel Williams with Five-0. I need an ambulance to my location immediately. I have a six year old girl here having a new-onset seizure," He asserted to the operator. He recited his address and the voice assured him that an ambulance was on the way. He hung up the phone.
He felt helpless. There was nothing he could do but watch her have the violent seizure. Her eyes were open but he knew she wasn't there. He wanted more than anything to make it stop. Instead, he did what he could: he ran his fingers through her hair and whispered reassurance in her ear.
A hiccup climbed into her throat and Danny knew exactly what was coming next. He grabbed her and rolled her onto her side, just in time for her to vomit. There wasn't much of anything left in her.
"Oh god, Gracie," He said under his breath, trying not to cry.
Danny Williams was never scared. He had stared murderers in the face, felt the cold metal touch of a gun being pressed to his head, and knew what it was like to have poison pulsing through his veins. He wasn't scared. But now, looking down at his little girl, he was terrified. Was he losing her?
As her wrenching slowed, so did her jerky movements. Now only her feet hands remained curled up into fists. After two more pain-staking minutes, he heard sirens. Not wanting to waste a single moment, he grabbed his badge off the counter and scooped Grace up. It helped that her body was a little less stiff now. He made his way to the door and carefully balance Grace in one arm as he reached to open the door with the other. The ambulance was pulling up and he flew down the porch steps to greet it.
A/N Dun dun dunnnn. What's wrong with Grace? Will Danny get help in time? Answers are coming. All in due time. Leave a review while you wait :)