Danny sat hunched against the wall in his cell. He had pressed the mattress half up the wall and half on the floor so his carved up back wouldn't press against the cold brick. He was cold, thirsty and hungry. Unfortunately, he had to use the waste bucket, as he just couldn't hold it anymore. He was hurt and humiliated.
He scrambled to his feet when the lock clanged and the door pushed open. Alec walked in and quickly tossed a woman in front of him. She stumbled and Danny caught her to keep her upright.
"Are you okay?" He asked, taking in her haggard appearance and a recent cut above her eye. Her clothes were stained with blood. She shook her head and waved him off. He turned to Alec, waving his hands at the woman. "What is this? What are you doing? To be honest, I am embarrassed at the lack of hospitality at this specific location." The woman looked at him like he was crazy, which at this state in the game, he very well might be. But humor was always Danny's scapegoat. It made him feel confident and safe. "So, want to tell me what brings this lovely lady to my cabana this evening?" Danny pursed his lips and looked back and forth between the woman and Alec. "Ok. Or we can just stare at each other. This is fine." He clasped his hands in front of him and waited.
Alec stepped forward. "Get his blood and let's go," he snapped at the woman.
Danny held up his hands and backed up a step. "Whoa whoa whoa. Get his blood? What the hell does that mean?!"
The woman wiped a hand on her ripped jeans. "Alec, I told you already. I just can't infuse him with ANY blood!"
Alec pulled his gun and pointed it at Danny's head, who staggered back against the wall, a hand in front of him in defense. "Either take his blood, or I waste it when it pumps from his dead body on the floor."
"W-Why do you need my blood, if it's ok to ask?"
The woman started to speak, but Alec stopped her. "Why does not matter. Kris will take your blood and you will let her. One wrong move, and I kill your friend." He barked something into a radio and a short time later a man entered and handed the woman, Kris, a bag. She reached in and pulled out a series of tubes, needles and bags.
Danny was not liking this at all, but he was at a major disadvantage. The woman stepped forward and he glared at her as she set the medical items on the ground. Alec shoved him to the ground and he grimaced as his back hit the brick. He motioned to Kris and stepped back. A short time later, his phone buzzed and he stepped away to answer it. Danny watched as his face turned dangerous and he snapped at the person on the other side.
"Kris, get the blood and then knock. Alrek will take you back. Do NOT waste time!" He walked out of the door and left.
They both sighed when the door shut. Kris squatted down next to Danny, who eyed her warily. "I'm sorry to have to do this."
Danny shook his head, a little grin sneaking out. "I don't know why my blood is so special. They spilt enough of it earlier."
"There's a man I'm trying to save. He's lot a lot of blood. Alec shot him and now-"
Danny grabbed her wrist, "Alec shot him? Shot him? Are you working on Steve?!"
Kris's eyes widened. "Y-Yes. I am. You know Steve?"
Danny smiled and pulled the woman into a hug. "Oh my god, yes. Yes I know him. He's my partner. My brother." He released her, "Take my blood. Take as much as he needs. We're the same blood type." Danny grabbed the woman by the back of the neck and met her gaze head on, "Save him. Please, save him."
Kris nodded, smiling at Steve's friend. "I'm doing my best." She prepped Danny for the donation and was glad that she had a willing subject. It was easy to find a vein to tap into, and she set about doing so. As the blood started to collect, she glanced at the man in front of her. "What's your name?"
Danny started. "Danny Williams. I'm a detective with the Five-0 Task Force." He closed his eyes and leaned back on the wall.
Kris saw that she had the desired pint and started to remove the needle, but Danny stopped her. "Danny, I need to remove this and stop the blood flow. You've given what you can."
Danny looked her in the eye. "Does he need more?" When she didn't answer, he leaned back again. "Then take it."
Kris didn't feel like the detective was able to give the extra pint, but Steve needed more than one pint for sure. She reluctantly continued until the second bag was full. She quickly disconnected the tubes and placed the items in her bag. She glanced at Danny just in time to see him start to collapse forward. Kris caught as much of his weight as she could and helped him lay back. "I told you it would be too much."
Danny coughed out a laugh. "I'm fine. Steve needs it more than I do right now."
Kris frowned at the bruises and cuts peppering Danny's body. "Looks like you lost a bit of your own."
Danny looked up at her from his dirty cot, "I wasn't shot in the abdomen." He squeezed her hand. "Go. Please save Steve. I love that idiot."
Kris reluctantly got to her feet and moved to the door. She glanced back at Danny, who now had his eyes closed, before knocking on the door and leaving with Alrek.
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Steve needed to get out of here. He looked through a half-lidded gaze around the room, but didn't see anything that would help him. Glancing down his body, he saw thick bandaging around his middle and touched it tentatively. He vaguely remembered the kind doctor keeping him calm and patching him up. Steve rolled to his side, screaming in pain as he rolled onto his fresh wound. Clutching his side, he rolled onto the floor, groaning from exertion. He didn't have any energy to even push himself up. The door opened and he heard a sharp gasp.
"Commander! Alrek, help me get him in the bed!" Kris yelled.
Steve felt the strong hands grab under his armpits and heave him onto the bed again. He clenched his teeth against the wave of pain and looked to Kris for help.
"Thank you, Alrek, you can go." She pressed a hand to Steve's shoulder and waited for Alec's man to leave. As soon as the door shut, she swung back to Steve, "What the hell were you thinking?" She knelt next to the bed and rummaged through a bag at her feet. "You could have seriously hurt yourself."
Steve gave a little chuckle and quickly regretted it. "I need to get out of here. I need to find Danny."
He struggled to sit up and Kris pushed him down yet again. "Will you just stop? You act liking fucking Rambo!" She registered the look of surprise on his face and scowled. "What?"
"I just-I didn't expect those words to come from you."
"What? Just because you're the military man means you're the only one who can cuss?"
Steve watched as she pulled a bunch of tubing and 2 bags of blood from her bag of tricks. She set them on his chest and he felt the warmth of the blood through the bag. "That's-uh-that's fresh blood."
Kris smiled and set about finding a vein. She inserted the catheter with minimal fuss and started to hook it to the bag. "It is. I am under strict orders from a Detective Williams to save your life."
"Danny? Danny's ok!?" Steve asked, hopeful.
Kris started the infusion. "He's as good as can be expected after being beaten and then donating 2 pints of blood."
Steve watched the blood move down the tube and enter his body. Danny saves his life yet again. "Ah Danny."
Kris smiled at Steve and rubbed lightly on his chest. "You have an amazing friend."
"Yeah, I love that pain in the ass." His eyelids drooped once more and Kris stroked his hair again. Before he passed out, he heard through the fog, "I'll save you. I'll save you both, so help me god."
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Danny awoke in pain. Over the last day or two, that seemed pretty normal actually. But the last thing that he remembered was the nice doctor lady draining him of his blood and then passing out because of it. The passing out itself was very nice. He hadn't been able to rest with the stress and pain. He blinked his eyes open and found himself in the torture chamber once more. This time, he wasn't hanging from chains in the ceiling though. This time he was secured to a chair in the middle of the room. It took a lot of effort to simply lift his head. The blood loss was really significant and seeing as it takes you several hours to bounce back, he knew he wouldn't be up to par when they started in on him.
God, he missed home. Missed picking Grace up from school and have her make sarcastic quips at him as she played with her phone. Missed having Steve barge in whenever he felt like it. Missed hanging at Kamekona's with the gang. Hell, he even missed the conspiracy riddled Jerry and all his pop culture references. Chin and Kono would be aware that he was missing by now, he was sure. But since he didn't have his cell phone any longer, he doubt they would find them any time soon.
The door opened and Danny glanced up to see Alec enter the room. "Oh good. Nice to see you again."
Alec stopped in front of him, his hands on his hips. "That smart mouth of yours will continue to get you in trouble."
Danny shrugged. "Someone may have told me that once or twice."
Alec snapped his fingers and a chair was pulled over for him. He sat and crossed his legs. "You're friend, McGarrett, is being kept alive by my doctor right now, but I can tell her to stop at any time."
Danny smiled, "Yet I don't think she would. Stop, I mean. I think you underestimate that woman."
Alec leaned back. "Do I now?" He stood and moved behind Danny, placing his hands on his shoulders. "She did her job weakening you though, didn't she?"
Danny stiffened and tried to turn to see Alec. "What are you talking about?"
"The good doctor doesn't do anything that I don't want her to do. She breaks the rules, she dies." His fingers dug into a sensitive pressure point near Danny's neck. Danny shouted in agony. "She's keeping the Commander alive, but for how long...that is up to you." His hand released Danny's neck and moved to his fingers.
Shit, Danny thought. Not good. He felt Alec's finger tighten on his pinky before snapping it sharply back and out. Danny roared in pain, the break of the sensitive joints causing his vision to blur. He focused on breathing, but the pain was horrible.
"Where is my money, Detective?" Alec asked again.
Danny heaved out a breath, spittle flying. "Ok. Alright! We did take the money." He gasped for breath, "We moved it to a safe house on the island."
Alec smiled. "Very good. Where is the safe house?"
Danny shook his head. He didn't have time to answer before another finger was snapped. He bellowed again, clenching his teeth as he swallowed back his nausea.
"It's by the North Shore. I don't know the exact address. I didn't move it there myself. I know he general block, that's all!"
Alec patted Danny's shoulder and walked behind him once more. Danny tensed, waiting for another bone to break. Instead, Alec grabbed a handful of hair and jerked his head back so he was looking him in the eye. "If your information is a set up, you will pay dearly."
Danny swallowed hard and nodded as best he could. He told him the block he knew the safe house to be on and sagged in relief when the man left the room. He was unchained from the chair and dragged into his cell once more. Danny didn't waste time before hurrying to the bucket in the corner and throwing up whatever was left in his stomach. Cradling his hand to his chest, he limped over to the mattress and curled up against the wall. He rested his head on his knees and fell into an uneasy sleep.
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Kris was leaving Steve's room when Alec rounded the corner. She kept her head down and didn't move, waiting to see what Alec would do. She stiffened when he stopped in front of her.
"The detective gave me a location. We will be gone for a few hours, so make sure that McGarrett stays alive. I may need him later." Alec watched the blood drain from Kris's face. "What? Having some feelings for the Commander, Kris?"
Kris shook her head, "No Alec."
He scowled. "You've been somewhat brave lately." He pressed Kris against the wall, his hips pinning her in place. "I'm not sure I like it."
Kris pressed her hands against his chest trying to push him away. "Alec, please stop." She wasn't expecting the slap across her face. It winded her and she felt the cut above her eye start to bleed again. "Alec!"
He leaned close to her, his lips touching her ear. "I am in charge here. Not you. I don't think you realize how little power you have." He leaned back, but grabbed her roughly by her upper arm. He yanked her with him as he strode down the hall.
"Ow! Stop! Please!" Kris tried to pry his hand from her arm, but his grip was like a vise.
Alec stopped by a door and opened it with a card key. Kris had never been in this room, and she was guessing that she didn't want to be. Alec pushed through the door and tossed Kris out in front of him. Her shins hit a metal frame and she fell over onto a bed. Alec advanced and when Kris tried to scramble away, he grabbed her ankle and dragged her back to him.
Kris tried to fight, but it was no use. Alec was bigger. He was stronger. And he knew how to make it hurt. Seconds felt like hours, but Kris didn't stop fighting, even when her body screamed in agony. Alec pushed away from her as she lay on the bed and tried to regain her senses. Alec smiled sickeningly at her as he righted his shirt and zipped up his pants. He touched the blood at the edge of his lip and smiled.
"Like I said. You have no power here."
Alec turned and walked from the room.
