A/N: Love the reviews, thank you to everyone who left one. It's time to find out what actually happened to Danny and Kono.

Chapter Three

Danny was ahead of Kono as they descended the stairs at the rear of the boat. Before them was a large living area with comfortable chairs, a table, and a bar to the right. Across the room was a hallway with cabin doors on either side, only one, on the left, was open. But what really caught Danny's attention was the body of Officer Koea lying a few feet away, his eyes staring sightlessly up at the cabin ceiling.

From the sharp intake of breath besides him, Danny knew that Kono had also realised that Koea was dead. The bullet hole in his chest, over his heart, meant the man had no chance.

The boat was rocking violently now, and it was an effort simply to remain standing. A slight movement, over by the open cabin door had Danny raising his gun. Kono had also seen the movement and her gun came up as well. She had a better view of that side of the hallway from her position to the right of Danny. Alan Phula was hiding in the cabin, a semi-automatic in his hands aimed at the Five-0 officers.

Kono fired off a couple of quick shots, one caught Phula in his left arm causing his aim to go awry. It was that which saved their lives. A spray of automatic weapons fire traced across the front of the bar towards them as Pula fought to correct his aim.

Danny didn't even think about what he needed to do, he just acted. The only place that would offer them any kind of cover was the bar. He leapt to his right, knocking Kono down behind the bar, and landing in a heap on top of her. Pain flared all down his left side, but he rolled off Kono and came up firing at Phula.

Kono was up and firing seconds behind Danny, but neither managed to hit Phula again, the movement of the boat making it impossible to hit anything, unless by accident.

"Five-0, give it up Phula, you've nowhere to go." Kono yelled.

"I told the other cop that tried to muscle in on my operation, I don't need partners. Look at where it got him, huh." Phula yelled back.

"So that's why Koea was here before us, and alone." Danny mused as the pain down his left side intensified. "He wanted in on Phula's operation. I didn't think he was a bad cop?"

"Yeah, I didn't think so either, but it looks that way," Kono said as she grunted with pain from where her shoulder hit the floor when Danny tackled her.

"Kono, are you okay?" Danny managed to ask as he slid down to a seated position, his back to the wall behind the bar. He'd stayed up as long as he could, but now he didn't have the strength anymore. His phone vibrated in his pocket, but there was no way he could reach it.

"Yeah, I'm okay Danny, just a bruise." Kono fired a couple more shots, then realised that Danny was no longer beside her. She looked around and saw him on the floor, a pool of blood forming next to his left leg. "You're hit? Let me see." Kono knelt down next to Danny.

Bar towels lay in heaps on the floor where they had fallen from the shelves under the bar. Kono was thankful that all the glassware was secured behind closed doors, but she knew that could change as the storm got stronger. They needed to get out of here.

She grabbed a towel and pressed it to the wound in Danny's left thigh, causing Danny to suck in a hissed breath. "We need to get out of here Danny. The storm hasn't reached its peak yet, and this boat is not going to withstand these winds. It feels like the mooring ropes are already coming loose."

"Can't, Kono," Danny breathed. His right hand came up to press against his shoulder. It was then Kono realised that Danny had multiple gunshot wounds all down his left side. Several had been caught by the vest he wore, but she could see the blood flowing from one in his shoulder, another just below his vest, the one in his thigh, and yet another in his lower leg.

The boat pitched again and Kono fought to stay upright. Danny's right hand came off his shoulder and caught Kono, saving her from falling. Once she was stabilized, Danny picked up his gun and held it loosely on his lap. "Go get help, Kono. I'll be alright here."

"No, I'm not leaving you. Steve wouldn't leave you behind, so neither will I." Kono pulled out her phone and called Chin.

"Chin, we need help. We're pinned down, and Danny's hurt." Danny heard only Kono's side of the call. "We're at the marina, Chin." But Phula took that moment to open fire again. He'd come out of the cabin and stood braced in the middle of the floor. His aim was terrible, due to the movement of the boat. The bullets traced along the wall above the bar heading for the two teammates. Kono lost her phone as she dove to the right pulling Danny down to the floor with her.

Danny's left side screamed in pain as he landed on it, but he maintained his grip on the gun in his right hand. Kono still had her back to the bar and therefore couldn't see Phula as he staggered to the side as the boat pitched again, giving Danny a clear shot. Danny raised his gun and emptied the bullets he had left in the direction of Phula. He had no control over his aim as the boat still pitched violently, volume, rather than accuracy would just have to do the job. Somehow, at least one bullet found Phula and he fell, dropping his gun in the process.

Kono rolled away from Danny and came up to her knees, gun at the ready. "Wow," she said as she watched Phula fall. "Great shooting, Danny," Kono carefully moved over to Phula and removed the gun, then checked that he was truly dead.

"Luck, Kono, sheer luck." Danny holstered his gun and pushed himself along the floor, trying to get closer to the stairs. "We need to get out, Kono."

"I'm with you," Kono said as she started to move over to help Danny up.

All hell broke loose after that. The boat pitched violently again, sending Kono to her right away from Danny. The stern came away from the dock, the mooring rope pulling free. The wind whipped the boat around and threw it back at the dock causing a hole below the waterline on the left side. Water immediately rushed in pulling the stern down into the water.

Inside the lower cabin anything that was not fastened down was thrown around violently.

TBC