A/N I'm not really sure how I did on this chapter...
Chapter 2: Fine
"I'm fine."
Danny stood in the door way of Steve's room smirking as the ex-Seal tried to convince the young doctor of his apparently sound health.
An hour ago Danny had been in the ambulance with him, and he had been quite still...
"What's your partner's name?"
Danny blinked upon being addressed. He'd been staring at McGarrett as the medics worked on him, if the bullet had been any further to the left...
"Detective?" The concerned inquiry got his attention and he responded quickly before one of the medics decided to take his vitals or something.
"McGarrett, Steve McGarrett."
"Mr. McGarrett, can you hear me sir?" The young medic-not Tim Danny noted but the other one Eric or something-said as he leaned over Steve squeezing the Commander's shoulder. "Mr. McGarrett?"
Still nothing. "He's still not responding, what's our ETA Mary?" The medic yelled up front to the driver.
"Almost there just a few more minutes."
"Vitals are strong." Tim said.
"How was he when he woke up back at the warehouse?" Eric asked looking at Danny.
"Uh he was pretty disoriented." Danny hated this, really really hated this all of this, how many times would he have to answers these questions if he kept up this partnership?
"Touch down." Mary yelled back the ambulance coming to a halt.
They quickly unloaded Steve, Danny not far behind. They didn't stop trying to wake him.
Come on wake up you big lug. He thought watching his friends face intently. As if McGarrett had heard his thoughts he let out a soft groan head turning to one side eye's squeezed in a grimace.
They entered the ER before Danny could even confirm what he saw, a petite red headed nurse heading him off.
"Sorry sir you can't go in there." She insisted.
"That's my partner." He growled attempting to sound menacing pointing after his friend. Hell if Steve could scare the crap out of people with a look why couldn't he?
"Partner or not sir you are gonna have to stay out here, I assure you the doctor will inform you of his condition when the time comes. Please just have a seat."
Danny frowned at her meaning to give her a peace of his mind when-
"Danny."
He turned to see Kono and Chin standing side by side behind him, both looking as if they had just arrived each breathing a little heavily. It was Kono who had spoken and the concern in her eyes deflated some of his irritation. The nurse walked away obviously trusting his friends to keep an eye on him.
"We dropped Corbin off at HPD." Chin explained. "Got here as fast as we could."
"How is he?" Kono asked.
"I don't know; think he woke up just as they brought him in though." Danny glanced back at the double doors. He'd been so still, back at the warehouse...He couldn't shake the picture of Steve laying there a pool of blood forming around his head. Damn, he'd thought-
"So, now we wait then." Kono muttered.
"Yeah." Danny said running a hand through his hair. Now we wait.
And wait they did for what felt like hours-but really only boiled down to one. Danny refused to pace sitting firmly in a chair, but he couldn't help tapping is foot or keep his eyes from traveling to the double doors every few minutes.
Stupid McGarrett, friggin super Seal must think he was invincible. Danny almost snorted out loud at the prospect. Try convincing yourself of that now McGarrett. He thought.
"Seriously brah, relax your tapping's gonna drive me crazy." Kono said suddenly momentarily breaking him from his thoughts. She smiled sympathetically from her seat next to him. "I'll go get us some coffee, you want any cuz?"
"No I'm good." The ex-cop said shaking his head. She nodded and stood to leave but stopped as a doctor appeared from the ER.
"Family of Steve McGarrett?"
Danny nearly leapt out of his chair, the rest of the team following quickly after him as he approached the young doctor.
The doctor cocked an inquiring eyebrow."Family?"
"Closest your gonna get." Chin replied.
"We're his friends." Kono added.
"Yeah yeah and I'm his partner so how is he?" Danny insisted gesturing with his hands for the doctor to spill.
"Well, our scans showed no signs of a skull fracture or severe brain damage. He's got quite the concussion though and that gash needed seven stitches. He'll have some temporary hearing loss in his right ear but it should only last a couple of days. All in all your partner was quite lucky and actually he's awake and has been insisting that he's fine, perhaps one of you could convince him to stay? We'd really like to keep him over night for observation, without having to sedate him."
Danny felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders even though he still felt like berating McGarrett to death; he was relieved that this hadn't been too serious. Heck the fact that Steve was insisting that he was ok was proof enough that he'd make a full recovery.
A slight chuckle from Chin had Danny smiling. He'd have a heck of a time convincing McGarrett to stay put but that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun while doing it...
So here he currently stood watching McGarrett bickering with the doc-Dr. Goodman he learned-who finally let out a huff and turned to him for help.
Steve still looked paler then hell, the right side of his head was bandaged and some blood still caked his hair. Dark circles were forming under his eyes and Danny wondered for a moment just how much sleep he'd gotten this week. Feeling familiar irritation rise in his chest he stepped forward.
"Really, really your gonna play this game. May I remind you that you came this close." Danny emphasized the small amount with his right thumb and four finger."This close to dying today, a few inches to the left and boom no more Steve McGarrett."
"But it didn't." Steve stated in typical Steve-the-stoic fashion.
Danny threw up his hands sighing heavily. "Have you looked in a mirror? I highly doubt you can even walk straight let alone stand."
"I'm fine." Steve insisted firmly once more.
"Right, where did you get your medical degree?"
"Detective." Danny turned irritated eyes on the doctor who didn't even flinch. "Could I speak with you please?" With that the young doctor left the room.
"Do, not, go, anywhere." Danny growled pointing at Steve before trailing after the doctor.
"This obviously isn't going any smoother," The doctor sighed heavily before continuing" I'm gonna give you two alternatives, he ether stays here under sedation or, you find someone to keep an eye on him at home, I'd really like him to stay but sedation is not something I like to do and honestly neither is letting him go, but if someone responsible were willing enough to keep an eye on him..." The doctor gave him a look and Danny stared back.
Oh hell no. No he had Gracie tonight...but then again... Danny nearly groaned out loud as his conscience berated him with an evil force. Chances were the ex-seal would find some way to fight his sedatives and leave doped out of his mind on top of a concussion. He ran a hand down his face.
"All right, I'll keep an eye on him."
Rachel was gonna kill him.
A/N Gahhhhhh! Plot bunnies every where and they insist that I write at least two more chapters...I so hate you right now...yes people I'm considering drawing this out...don't look so happy, fine yes I'm as excited as you are, like I said earlier though, I never did plan on drawing this out but, damn those plot bunnies! Any way squeal away with glee then push that little review button right there that's it...
