Steve stepped out onto his lanai, Longboard in hand and sank into his chair. Checking his phone once again, he frowned. Danny normally sent him a message, to let him know he had gotten home safely, as per Steve's request. There was still someone out there, who wanted Danny dead. He checked the time, Danny should've gotten home nearly an hour ago. Scrolling through his contacts, he reached Danny's contact and called him. "You've reached Detective Danny Williams, please leave a message" Danny's phone went straight to voicemail. Steve called several times and left several messages, all of which went unanswered. Steve looked at his untouched beer, and walked into the kitchen, placing it on the side. His concern for Danny escalated massively. He always had his phone on in case Grace or Charlie needed him. Jumping into the Silverado, he raced over to Danny's house. He let out a small sigh of relief when he saw the Camaro parked in the drive. At least he knew Danny got home, and hadn't crashed somewhere. Jumping out of his truck, he slammed the door behind him and knocked hastily on the door. No answer. He knocked again, and waited. But still no one answered. He frowned again, and reached into the many pockets of cargo pants and found Danny's key. They had given each other a spare key to each other's house, for emergencies, Steve had already declared this as an emergency. Unlocking the door, he searched for Danny, knocking on all the doors in the house and calling his name. He reached his bedroom door and knocked, when he heard a muffled whisper of his name, and then Grace, and then Charlie. Steve crept into the room, to find Danny in the throws of a nightmare. The curtains were closed, and the covers were strewn half on the bed and half on the floor. "Danny?" Steve whispered, moving over to his friend, who was sweating profusely. Steve sat down on the bed, next to his friend and placed a hand on his shoulder, again whispering his name. Danny still did not wake him, as Steve began to shake him a little. He knew he probably shouldn't do this, but he needed his friend to wake up. "Danny!" he shouted, causing Danny to startle awake with a gasp and swing his arm out, which Steve narrowly missed, his fist nearly hitting the wall. "Steve?" Danny gasped, his voice hoarse as unshed tears threated to stream down his face. Steve had never seen Danny like this. He looked…broken. Steve instantly pulled Danny in for a hug. The sudden movement, shocked both men, and both remained startled and stiff before Steve relaxed and started rubbing circles on his partners back. It was no secret that both men cared deeply about each other, and there were many jokes about them being married but right now, all Steve wanted to do was hold Danny close and protect him. Danny relaxed after a few seconds into Steve's hold, his head buried into Steve's shoulders. "Sorry" Danny's muffled voice, broke the silence as he tried to pull away, but was stopped by Steve who held tightly onto his friend. Danny sighed, beginning to feel tired again. The weeks without sleep were finally starting to catch up with him. "Go to sleep Danno" Steve's normally harsh and booming voice, was a soft whisper as he shifted him and Danny into a more comfortable position. Both were laying almost upright on the bed, with Danny buried into Steve's shoulder. Neither man cared at this point. Danny's breathing began to even out, from the erratic pants of his previous nightmare and Steve knew that he had fallen asleep. He attempted to shift himself out from underneath Danny, however was stopped as Danny unconsciously grasped onto his shirt. Sighing, he realised that he wasn't going anywhere at all. Shifting slightly, he managed to pull the cover up, covering both himself and Danny before he too fell asleep.