Author's Note: Beware spoilers for 1:18 and spelling errors.
Chapter 1
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Danny lied in bed, looking up at the ceiling, deciding if he was ready to get out of bed, yet.
It had, mercifully, been slow for the Five 0 team. Ever since Matty had taken off, Danny knew, he hadn't been one hundred percent. He knew he'd lost weight, knew he wasn't eating or sleeping enough.
He managed to put on a good show for his colleagues and for Grace. Today, marked the two week period for when he'd pointed a gun at his brother, then let Matty win. Let his brother go. He hated that he couldn't talk Matty into staying and fixing the mess he'd made. He hated that he'd had to call their mother and tell her what had happened. But, on the bright side, he didn't have to tell his mother that he'd shot the baby of the family. Her baby. Her baby that was now involved with drug dealers. Mom had taken the news hard. Real hard. At first, lashing out at Danny. Then his father had gotten on the phone, told Danny it wasn't his fault. Matt had made his bed and now he had to lie in it. Then, Mom got back on the phone and apologized. In a manner of five minutes she'd gone from angry to desperately sad. Danny just stayed at feeling awful. Like maybe, he could have handled things differently.
The cell phone on his end table started to vibrate and Danny looked at the display. McGarrette. Ignore button, thank you very much. A minute later the familiar beep of a voice mail being left was heard. Danny played the message on speaker.
"Get out of bed and open the front door," McGarrette's voice said, kindly.
Danny let the hand holding the phone drop to the bed. Fantastic, he's here. Danny slowly got out of bed, leaving the phone in his room. He made his way to the front door, opening it to reveal Steve.
"By all means, come in," Danny snarked, turning to go fill the coffee pot.
"I brought breakfast," Steve held up a bag.
"What is it?" Danny asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Donuts, from that place you like." Steve moved into the small kitchen, taking out two small plates.
"Make yourself at home," Danny mumbled. "Coffee?"
Steve nodded affirmative, a bite of donut in is mouth. He nudged Danny's donut plate closer to him.
"Did we get a case?" Danny asked.
"No."
"Then why are you in my home?"
"It's on the way to the office." Steve swallowed his donut. "Hurry up. I've got paper work with your name all over it."
"You know, I don't believe you've ever done any paperwork in your life," Danny mumbled, taking a sip of his coffee and pouring another for Steve.
"That's what I have you for," Steve smiled. "Eat."
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Chin Ho and Kono were already in their offices when Steve and Danny arrived. By the looks of things, doing paper work. Danny waved a hello to both of them and made his way onto his own office. There really wasn't any paper work that needed to be comleted. Everyone was going over cold cases of their chosing. Danny, however, was reseaching drug dealers. He had turned over some rocks, trying to find out more information of the owner of the house Matty had visited. So far, he had discovered that the house was owned by one Miguel Sanchez. He dealt in cocaine both in Hawaii and all over the main land. Danny wasn't as interested in bringing him down for the drugs as he was in finding Matty. Matty was the priority. Danny had a CI he was scheduled to meet at two in the afternoon, Julio, promised information. Danny looked at his watch and cringed, time was flying.
"Danny, let's go eat, I'm buying," Steve said from the doorway of Danny's office, Chin and Kono standing behind him.
"Yeah, right," Danny answered. "You got your wallet, this time?"
"Right here, big guy," Steve pulled it out from the side pocket of his cargo pants.
"Atually, I'm in the middle of this cold case," Danny lied. "Bring me back a burger?"
"Sure," Steve said, slightly disappointed. "You change your mind, call me."
"You bet," Danny answered distracted. He glanced at his watch, again, it was already one o'clock. He'd need to leave in another half an hour.
Steve let the door fall closed and headed out with Chin and Kono.
"Danny's not coming?" Kono asked.
"No, he's not," Steve answered.
"I'm worried about him," Chin said. "He's losing weight."
"You noticed that, too?" Steve asked.
"He's trying not to let it show, but this mess with his brother is really bothering him," Chin answered. "I mean, his kid brother turned out to be a crook."
"That can't be easy to swallow," Kono added.
"No, it can't be," Steve agreed.
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Danny pulled into the beach parking lot with ten mintes to spare. Deciding to leve his phone in the car, he looked for Julio, excited to get new information. Danny caught a glimps of him, over by a shave ice stand. Getting out of the car, Danny headed over to him.
"Julio?" Danny called, once he was within a few steps of the man. Julio nodded and with is head, indicated for Danny to follow. Julio lead them to an area with few people around.
"Williams, you brought my money?" Julio asked.
"Maybe," Danny answered. "That all depends on how valuable your information is."
"Sanchez has your brother moving his money around, Matt set him up with fake charities and businesses to push the money through. Comes back all clean." Julio looked around, anxiously.
"I know what a money laundered does, Julio." Danny stated, getting angry. "How do I get in touch with Matty?"
A gun was cocked behind Danny's head.
"Julio," Danny glared at him. "I thought we were meeting alone."
"Mr. Sanchez wants to meet you," Julio slid Danny's Sig out of it's holster.
"Oh, well, maybe tomorrow." Danny suggested. "My boss will miss me if I'm not back in half an hour."
"Well, I guess they'll just have to miss you," the voice behind Danny said.
"And who the hell are you?" Danny said turning around.
"None of your business." Danny turned to look at him, he looked Hawaiian. Big, too.
"Oh, what the hell," Danny threw caution to the wind and his fist into the Hawaiian's face. This was the last thing the big Hawaiian had been expecting, by the look on his face.
The guy was knocked down and Julio took a step forward with Danny's gun still in his hand. Danny knocked it aside with his left and drove his right into Julio's face. The big Hawaiian was up and grabbed Danny from behind, lifting him off the ground. Julio, now on his feet, punched Danny hard in the gut. All the air left his lungs in a big whoosh. Julio smiled in satisfaction then let another fist fly into Danny's face.
"Not the face," Danny said.
"You hit me in the face," Julio breather. "Let's get him out of here before someone sees us."
"Help!" Danny screamed as he was led away. People were around, if he made enough noise, someone was bound to notice some stupid sumo wrestler hauling a guy off while he screamed.
"Shut up," Julio growled.
"Help!" Danny screamed into Julio's face. Julio pulled his gun hand back and smashed it into Danny's face. Danny saw stars. His legs left weak.
"How do you like me now?" Julio sneered.
Danny felt blood roll down his face. He was pissed. He saw three Julio's and decided to head butt the one in the middle. Julio went down.
"Hey!" The Big Hawaiin yelled. He loosened his grip on Danny just enough for him to pull free and turn on his capture. Danny may not have had Steve's skills, but he did have skills. Danny followed one punch after another until the big guy stayed down. In the distance, he heard sirens. He quickly hand cuffed the two unconscience men together, gathered his Sig and made for the Camaro.
Crap! Squad cars were pulling in everywhere. Crap!
He pulled his badge. He had some explaining to do.
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"Sir, I really think you should go to the hospital." The paramedic half-begged.
"Nah, I've got a thick head." Danny smiled at her. He had filled the police in on the two alleged kidnapping suspects, saying that he would send them his own report as soon as possible.
"But, sir," she tried again.
"Debbie, right?" Danny asked her. She nodded.
"My vision isn't blurry, anymore and you already fixed the cut," Danny smiled at her. "All better, now."
"But your head..."
"Will be fine. If it still hurts tomorrow, I'll seek medical attention. Promise." Danny Williams stood up and headed away from the scene and into his car. His phone vibrated at him.
Fantastic. Twenty-three missed phone calls, five messages. He decided to skip the messages and just call Steve. He had been planning on going back to work. One look in his rearview mirror at his face and he changed his mind. That report was going to have to wait.
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"Where are you?" Steve barked into the phone.
"Hello, to you, too." Danny answered.
"Do you have any idea how close I was to tracing the GPS on your cell?" Steve barked.
"That would be an invasion of my privacy and personal rights." Danny retaliated.
"You shouldn't get any privacy," Steve seemed to calm down, slightly. "I asked you where you were?"
"I've got a headache, I'm at home. See you tomorrow." Danny answered.
"Don't lie to me," Steve was quiet, angry.
Uh, oh. Did Steve know about the almost, kidnapping?
"Excuse me?" Danny asked, not wanting to volunteer information.
"When we got back to Headquarters with your burger, you weren't there. You weren't answering your cell. First place I went was your home." Steve said.
"Are you at my place now, stalker?"
"No."
"I don't feel good, I'm just going to sleep. Leave me alone."
"Danny..."
"Just sleep, Steven. Goodbye." Danny hung up. Oh, crapola. Danny felt like the walls were coming down around him. Worst of all, the chances of Steve staying away were very slim.
Danny messed with the idea of getting a hotel room. Nah, Steve would just track his credit card. Home he went. He would have to tell Steve, eventually. Steve would see Danny's damaged face, anyway.
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"How is he?" Chin asked.
"I don't know," Steve set his phone down. "He sounded normal. Maybe, he just needs a personal day."
"We should be glad he's chosing to rest on his own," Kono added, sitting on Steve's desk.
"Maybe," Steve said.
"Relax, brah," Chin clapped Steve on the shoulder. "He's reached his limits and he's resting. This whole mess with his brother has him emotionally exhausted."
Down the hall, Danny's desk phone rang. Kono got off the desk to answer it.
"You know, I bet you're right. His not eating or sleeping right, finally caught up with him." Steve looked up at Chin from his desk chair.
"Let him be, tonight. He'll be good as new tomorrow." Chin added.
Kono came back into the room, her lip tucked in her teeth.
"What's up, cuz?" Chin Ho asked.
"That was Honolulu P.D." Kono said slowly.
"Oh, yeah?" Chin asked. "What do they want?"
"Danny's report on his attempted kidnapping from earlier today," Kono answered.
"What!" Steve and Chin shouted.
"You heard me," Kono replied, shrugging her shoulders. Steve stood, scooping up his truck keys.
"He's on his way home, if I hurry, I can beat him there. Before he gets a chance to lock me out."
To Be Continued...
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