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Danny sped up his running, worried what he would find when he finally got to Steve. When he caught up with Steve, he found one of the men on the ground with a bullet wound to the head, clearly dead. Danny wasn't that surprised. Steve was a good shot after all. The second guy was on his knees with his hands behind his back. He looked like he had been the lucky volunteer for being Steve's personal punching bag. Danny followed the kneeling man's line of vision to Steve. He had a gash on his face and it looked like he had taken a few punches as well. Steve looked up and said with a smirk, "hey nice of you to join us", followed quickly by "Book em Danno."

Danny brought the newest cuffed suspect to reunite with his partner and read the remaining suspects their rights while Steve called it in to HPD to have an officer come and pick them up as well as the two dead suspects. They finished with their part and left the rest to HPD. They returned to the car to head back to headquarters to start the paperwork. Steve went to the trunk and got something to wipe the blood off his face and then got behind the wheel as Danny eased into the passenger side.

After a few minutes of silence, Steve decided to poke at Danny a little. A ranting Danny was OK. A quiet Danny was worrisome. "So you're not going to read me the riot act or yell at me for running off without you or without waiting for backup? I really thought that you were right behind me. I know that you have shorter legs than me, but at least one of your guys was hurt and bleeding from his head and the other was dazed at the least..."Steve started.

Then a thought jumped into Steve's head and he felt like a jerk. Walking back to the car he had noticed that Danny was moving a little more stiffly and definitely slower. Despite Steve's joke about Danny's shorter legs, the detective was usually pretty close behind him. Then he thought he figured it out.

"Damn, is your knee OK? They didn't get the drop on you did they?" Steve asked, but was met with silence so he continued. "You didn't hurt is chasing after them...or me did you?" Steve asked with real concern in his voice.

"No, my knee is fine. I just thought I'd take the scenic route. I can't fly like you Superman, remember. I left the car just a few seconds after you and I had 2 perps of my own to deal with just like you remember?" Danny defended roughly. His knee didn't hurt. Sure it ached a little, but that was normal after any of the crazy foot pursuits that Steve took them on.

"Maybe you better lay of the malsadas and start training with me" Steve said with a grin to hid the worry that was nagging at him as he wondered if his partner was hiding something from him.

"Whatever. I feel a headache coming on. Do you think you could leave the insults for another time and just drive so it doesn't escalate into a full blown migraine before we get back to the office where I can take an aspirin." Danny snapped.

"Sure no problem Danno." Steve says as he turns on the radio and starts to sing.

Danny holds his head and groans. It's going to be a long day. He looks out the window. He moves his hands from his head and starts rubbing the back of his neck trying to ease the tension that is starting to settle there.