The ambulance stopped and the back doors were thrown open. There was a doctor and two nurses waiting at the bottom. The doctor was a middle aged man with salt and pepper hair. He glanced at the EMT and asked, "Jenna, what have we got?"

"Caucasian male, late 30s, hemopneumothorax, possible concussion, administration of unknown chemical agents, lacerations to the face, electrical burns, and gunshot wound to the left upper arm and head. Chest tube inserted enroute," Jenna said.

Before Danny was even out of the ambulance, Steve had been rushed into the emergency room. He turned to the EMT. "Jenna is it?" he asked. "Be straight with me. Is my partner going to pull through?"

Jenna frowned, "I'm so sorry," she said, "I can't answer that, but he's in the doctor's hands now."

"Thank you for helping Steve," Danny replied, and then headed into the hospital. He went up to the check in desk and met with a young red-headed receptions with long curly hair. She looked up from her computer?

"What can I help you with sir? Do you have a medical emergency?"

"Hi, uh, my partner was just brought in here."

"What's his name?"

"Commander Steven J. McGarrett."

"Okay. And your name?"

"Detective Danny Williams, I'm his emergency contact."

"Okay," she said. "Please have a seat, and I'll have someone check on his status."

Danny had only just sat down, and started tapping his foot, when Lou and Kono came through the door. He stood up and waved at them. They came over and joined him in the waiting room chairs.

"They've got a nurse checking on his status," Danny said.

About ten minutes later, Chin walked in and joined the group. "Everything's being gathered and sent to the lab and bumped to the top of the list. Based on the empty containers found at the scene, Steve was given a cocktail of hallucinogenic drugs, as well as some type of truth serum. They'll send a report to the hospital as soon as they have specifics. "Any word yet?" he asked.

"No, not yet. I heard the EMT mention a hemopneumothorax. I think this is really bad you guys." Danny looked toward the doorway where they had taken Steve. He ran his hands through his hair, and cradled his head between his arms. This wasn't happening, Steve had been through enough. Why couldn't everything just be okay. Twenty minutes later, he heard footsteps and looked up as the tall salt and pepper haired doctor walked over to the receptionist. She pointed at Danny and the others, and the doctor headed over. The group stood to meet him. "I'm Dr. Hansen," he said. "I'm sure you're all anxious to know how Commander McGarrett is doing."

"Yes," Danny replied, "please Doc, what can you tell us?"

"Well, we have him stabilized at the moment, but we're monitoring him closely. We're having a difficult time keeping his blood pressure and respiration at normal levels, most likely due the large quantity of drugs we found in his system. We were able to stop the internal bleeding, and he's been placed on a ventilator. His heart rate is still elevated, but steady."

"So he's not breathing on his own then?" Lou asked.

The doctor shook his head. It appears that commander McGarrett is suffering from a condition called flail chest. In simplest terms, at least three consecutive ribs were broken in two places. The compromised area responds differently than the rest of the lungs to inhalation and exhalation. Using a ventilator, we can even out his breathing while his lungs and ribs heal.

Unfortunately, these "loose" ribs can cause damage to internal organs. In Commander McGarrett's case, we think one of them punctured a lung, which caused the pneumothorax. The chest tube put in by the EMT released most the pressure, and we were able to re-inflate his lung, but we may need to surgically repair his ribs to prevent further damage and facilitate healing. He's headed to radiology now so that we can make that assessment.

Based on preliminary reports sent from the crime lab. Commander McGarrett was given large doses of LSD, along with scopolamine and pentothal sodium, all drugs used in behavioral engineering. These drugs have unpredictable effects on the human body. In commander McGarrett's case they seem to have suppressed both heart rate and respiration. That combined with dehydration and physical trauma caused the cardiac arrest. We're flushing his system with IV fluids now to try and clear the chemicals. But it could be several hours before he's stable enough for surgery. In the meantime, we've place him in a medically induced comal, we can't give him anything for pain until the drugs have cleared his system."

When the doctor finished, there was silence for a moment while everyone absorbed the information. "He's going to be okay though, right?" Kono asked.

"If he makes it through the next few hours, and surgery goes well, then I believe he'll pull through. I'm afraid that he's in for a long recovery. We need to watch him closely as the possibility for developing pneumonia is high in his case. Once he has healed up a bit, he'll need extensive respiratory and physiotherapy. I'm afraid that this type of injury can leave a person with reduced lung capacity and permanent disability. Only time will tell."