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Where the hell is McGarrett? It does not take an hour and a half to get malasadas; they are just around the corner for god's sake, Danny thought to himself as he stood with Kono and Chin looking over an old case file, it had been a quiet week, hardly any new cases and even when there was, nothing that took over a couple of hours.
"Kono, did Steve say he was going anywhere else after he got the malasadas?" Danny asked he was getting a weird feeling in his stomach and whenever he did that was not a good sign for Danny's heart and Steve's health when he got his hands on him.
"No he should have been back by now?" Kono replied shoving her file to the bottom of the pile, even she had to admit Steve shouldn't have been gone this long; she excused herself and went to her office. Danny pulled out his phone and dialled Steve's number.
The eerie silence was broken by the ring of a phone echoing around the room. Shit, Steve thought as he recognised the ring tone, sitting on a chair in the middle of the room while all the other hostages were made to lie face down on the floor. He could still feel their terror surging through his body as tears fell from a little girls face onto the floor. There was nothing he could do while he was taped to a chair.
"WHOS PHONE IS THAT?!" demanded the lunatic that had been beating him for the past 10 minutes, while he didn't make a sound. "I SAID WHOS PHONE IS THAT!" he started to point a gun at the little girl on the floor, which only made her cry harder
"MINE… It's mine." Shouted Steve, as the mans finger started for the trigger, there was no way in hell he was going to let that ass kill anyone. the masked man walked over to Steve, then he felt a hand reach into his pocket and take out the phone.
"Who is this?" asked the gunman showing Steve the caller id. It was Danny; he's going to kill me, if the asshole doesn't. Obviously not answering quickly enough Steve felt a sharp pain strike across his check and a sharp blow to the gut. He felt a warm liquid trickle down his face, then the flash of metal caught his eye, the ass was holding a knife now dripping with blood. He had been slashed across the face and it was deep.
"My partner…" he murmured, not loud enough. The knife made contact with his arm hard and deep dragging down to his hands, letting the blood trickle down onto the cold marble floor. "MY PARTNER!" he shouted, clenching his fists he was not giving in. "YOU TOUCH HIM YOU DIE A SLOW AND VERY PAINFUL DEATH YOU BASTARD!" he shouted through gritted teeth and wrestling with the restraints.
Clicking answer call the masked man spoke. "Hello Danny, how are you? Hold on let me put this on speaker, I am sure Steve would love to hear your voice one last time." Taking the phone away from his ear, glaring at Steve he put the call on speaker, Steve was sure he could see a deep smile behind that mask but he was interrupted thinking how to kill the man by the sound of Danny's voice mid rant.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH STEVE? I SWEAR TO GOD YOU TOUCH HIM I WILL KILL YOU, IN THE MOST PAINFUL WAY POSSIBLE ASSSHOLE." Shouted Danny down the phone, he had broken into a cold sweat. Who was this? What did he want? And most importantly where was Steve? Steve smiled at the sound of Danny's voice, he did love his rants.
"Now, now Detective Williams don't worry I don't want Steve but he was a convenience and good leverage." Now wait a minute. Why had he asked Steve who Danny was if he knew perfectly well? And how did he know who Danny was? Or the fact he was a detective?
"YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!" Danny shouted back, it comforted Steve in a strange way that Danny knew he was in trouble. "STEVE! PUT STEVE ON THE PHONE OR SO HELP ME GOD…."
"Danny?" said Steve in a kind of whisper his stomach was still clenched from the blocking the several agonising punches that the masked man had been so wilfully delivering . "I'm here, partner."
"MY GOD Steve WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO? ARE YOU HURT? You left your extra piece in the car again haven't you? What have I told you about that? Please tell me you are ok?" Danny was firing questions at him left, right and centre.
Steve didn't know where to start. "I don't know some lunatic. No I'm fine. Yes I did. You told me not to, at least 12 times. Again I am fine, Danny." He finished smiling, he could hear Danny sigh in relief but he still didn't have Danny in his arms so his heart ached.
"There is your proof Steve is fine. For now Detective." With that the masked man took the phone off speaker and went into the side room, not before nodding at his second hand man and then to Steve. His second nodded in understanding. Still on the phone he walked away to the sound of Steve's cries of pain as the knife made its way through his other arm. But there wasn't much blood, these guys knew what they were doing, not letting him dies, yet anyway. How they had managed avoiding all his main arteries, he didn't know, must have medical experience. then he got out pliers.
"Right Detective by now I am sure you have ran a trace to find out where we are. That is not going to help you, we have bolted the door and there is no way in or out unless you meet our agreement." He said, Danny gritted his teeth but Chin nodded to him whilst Kono had already brought up trace, showing them Steve was at the jewellers in Waikiki.
"What do you want?" he asked clenching his fists and but keeping together for Steve.
"We want you."