A/N - Although I love reading other Hawaii Five-0 stories, I never intended to write my own. But this story idea came out of nowhere, and just won' leave me alone, so I decided to see where it would lead. I'm not totally up to date on all of the new episodes, since I just became interested in the show and have been Netflix power watching it ever since. I'm also not guaranteeing that this story will follow the major events of the show, since most of it is a figment of my imagination and is written purely for fun. I hope to see if anyone is interested after this short beginning chapter, and I welcome all comments and constructive criticism, but please be kind. Happy Reading!
Chapter One
"Come on, Danny." Steve practically begged. "Grace wants to see you. Rachel will have her here any minute."
"No."
The one word response was all he got, and Steve could feel the frustration bubbling up inside of him. If his partner hadn't been lying in a hospital bed, if his breathing hadn't been so labored or his skin so pale, Steve probably would have ignored the blonde detective's order and let Grace in to see her Danno anyway. He might even have raised his voice and yelled a bit, perhaps have dished out a needed dose of tough love.
But he couldn't do that to his partner. Not now. Not with what had happened. And he certainly couldn't do it to Grace. It would be devastating to the little girl if she saw her daddy like this.
So Steve simply placed a hand on Danny's shoulder to give him a reassuring squeeze, tried to ignore how Danny flinched away from his touch, and left the room.
Left Danny lying in that godforsaken hospital room, where the beeping machines were the only noise. Where the curtains were drawn and the lights were dimmed, because the detective would have it no other way.
And as he left, walking slowly down the hospital corridor, Steve wondered how everything had gone so very wrong.
