Hana Komo Pae

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A/N: THANK YOU ALL for the follows, favs and reviews. Totally awesome. Credits for the idea for this story go to stamor2125. She hoped someone would write a story that went along with the episode 7.08 and I tried to make an attempt on it. Hope you like it.

Mahalo and Enjoy.

CHAPTER 4

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Grace had been worryingly quiet on the drive over. Steve wished he knew what to say, but he didn't. Grace was close family. He loved and cared about her, but in situations like this she needed her dad. And that was something he couldn't give her right now.

Steve washed his own bloodied hands in the kitchen, giving Grace the bathroom to clean up. She had been in her room for a while now. Steve had been waiting, making some calls with HPD. To close the case and he asked if patrol could bring Danny's Camaro back. Steve was about to check on Grace as he heard something fall and shatter in thousand pieces.

"Gracie? Everything okay in there?" Steve knocked curious, but concerned on her bedroom door.

"It's fine." Grace responded quickly, but she sounded absent and somehow upset.

"Can I come in?" Steve asked, he waited a moment, but there was no answer. He opened the door slowly and looked around the corner to see what happened. Grace was kneeled besides her bed. A picture frame lay in the midst of the shattered glass. Steve couldn't see what kind of picture it was, it was face down to the ground. Grace was picking up pieces of glass from the floor. She had changed her dress for a pair of white skinny jeans and a comfortable pink hoodie.

"Hey careful, let me get it." Steve offered gentle. He was within the second near Grace. Steve kneeled next to her and started to pick up the smaller pieces. He didn't want her to get cut by the glass.

Steve's brow furrowed as he turned the picture frame around to put the glass on it, so he could throw it away at once. It was a picture of Danny and Grace together from years ago. Steve had seen the picture before. Only this time the photo showed the sadness in it. Steve couldn't see the joy in it anymore, but that was probably because half the glass was missing in the frame.

"You okay? What happened?" Steve asked while he kept glancing at the photo. It always seemed like such a loving picture. He didn't know what changed it. Steve picked up all the glass and looked up at Grace. She sat down on her bed. She looked devastated; her eyes seemed watery, like she could start crying any second.

"It's my fault, Uncle Steve." Grace whispered, it sounded heartbreaking to Steve. It tore him apart to hear her like that.

"I yelled at him. I was mad. He embarrassed me in front of my friends, in front of the boy I like. I even wished he wouldn't be there tonight and then he got shot." Tears rolled down her face as she opened up to Steve. Steve placed the frame back on the ground, out of reach and sat down next to her on the bed.

"Listen to me, none of this is your fault. You can't blame yourself. You couldn't have known something like this would happen. You couldn't have. It's not your fault okay? You hear me?" Steve tried to talk some sense into her, because really it wasn't her fault. He looked her in the eye and he wiped the tears off her cheeks.

"I didn't get the chance to say that I'm sorry." Grace her lower lip quivered as she looked at Steve, still with tears in her eyes. Steve could barely look her in the eyes. It was difficult to swallow the big lump in his throat. It felt like someone was choking him. He managed to clear his throat.

"You might have yelled, got angry or wished a lot of things, but he's your father. And it's okay to get mad or yell at him. It happens. As long as you make it up to him, it's fine. We hurt the people we love the most and that's because we know those people will love us no matter what and Danno loves you kiddo." Steve had trouble keeping his feelings together. Grace was crushed about it, so Steve tried to speak from his heart. He didn't know what else he could do or say.

"I didn't tell him that I was actually glad he came." Grace wiped the rest of her own tears away. She felt a bit more relieved now she talked to Steve. She couldn't shake it off though. She was scared she might never speak to her father ever again.

"Maybe you didn't get the chance yet, but you can tell him later." Steve didn't want to make any promises, but he tried to stay positive. He really hoped she would be able to. He needed his friend to pull through, for his daughter and for Steve's sake. He wouldn't forgive himself if Danny died. He knew he had to go in there the minute he got shot.

"I'm worried. What if they can't fix him?" Grace looked down and wrapped her arms around herself. She had tried to be strong, but she was just a fourteen-year-old girl, who witnessed her father getting shot without any remorse.

"Come here. I love you and I'm really sorry you have to go through this. I really am. It's okay to be worried. I'm worried too. But I promise you, Danno is doing everything he can to hang in there." Steve pulled her in a tight hug and kissed her on the side of her head. They sat down for a while, still hugging each other. Steve would hug her as long as she needed. Eventually Grace pulled herself out of the hug, looking thankful to Steve with glassy eyes.

"So, a boy you like huh? You have a boyfriend?" Steve pretended he didn't know what she was talking about earlier and he thought he would lighten the mood.

"Like you don't already know." Grace rolled her eyes, with a small grin on her face.

"You got me there, but I don't know the whole story though?" Steve raised his hands in the air, looking curious at Grace, waiting to hear her version.

"Lets keep it that way." Grace giggled, jumped off the bed and headed out of her bedroom.

Ready to go back to the hospital.

"Really young lady? Oh come on don't leave me hanging." Steve begged sarcastic, dropping down his arms, still sitting on the bed.

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Steve and Grace returned to the hospital. Everyone had been waiting in the waiting area. Steve and Grace joined them waiting impatiently a couple of more hours for the doctor to give them some good news. Steve couldn't handle the long wait, he paced through the hallway. He couldn't sit down. Grace had settled down next to Will. They didn't have the courage to speak to each other in public, but just being there for one another was enough. Lou had bought coffee for everyone, to keep them awake.

Finally Doctor Cornett entered the waiting area, still wearing his light blue surgical scrubs and his scrub cap. "Detective Williams is out of surgery. The bullet didn't hit any organs, but it nicked an artery. He lost a lot of blood, we repaired the damage and he's stable. The surgery wasn't easy on his body. Especially after the liver donation, so he'll need some time, but he should be fine."

"Thank you, Doc. When can we see him?" Steve was reassured that his friend would be okay, but he needed to see Danny for himself.

"He's being transferred to the general floor, so why won't you all come with me. He'll be out for a while though, maybe all night." The doctor informed them, but they all didn't care if Danny would be asleep or not, they just needed to see him.

They all went up to the third floor. Doctor Cornett walked up to the nurse station to check if they settled Danny already. The nurses just finished, so they were allowed to go in. There wasn't a policy on how many visitors he could have, but doctor Cornett requested they would keep it as minimum as possible. Danny needed his rest.

They agreed that the team could see Danny first. Steve and Grace would wait a little longer and would stay through the night. Danny indeed didn't wake up when the team visited, but that was to be expected. The team said their things to him, in case he might hear them. Lou and Will left first. Kono and Chin stayed a little longer. Steve promised to let them know if he did wake up. There was no point for all of them to wait and sit next to him the whole night. Chin and Kono left eventually as well.

Steve opened the door so Grace could go in first. He was right behind her and closed the door for privacy. The room looked pretty much the same as the room they were in a few months ago. Only this time it was a single room. Grace hadn't walked up to the bed yet; she just stared at her father. Steve did the same. It was not only hard to see his friend like that. It also hurts.

It hurts to be so helpless. There was nothing Steve could do for him, other than just be there for him. He appreciated everything Danny had done for him. He might not show or say it all the time, but when you have a friend like that, you don't need to confirm it daily. They would do anything for one another and they both knew that. They like each other for who they are and that was the reason why their friendship worked out like it did. They had become family over the years; they were like brothers to each other. And Steve would do anything for his brother.

And if this hurt him, Grace must be devastated. Steve walked up to her and grabbed her hand and squeezed in it. Grace hesitated visibly; she was trying to gather the courage to go closer. She didn't know where to look and neither did Steve.

Several lines and wires were attached to Danny. An IV line was inserted in the crook of his right arm, it was providing him with fluids and a blood transfusion. The heart monitor, standing on the left side of his bed, was beeping steadily. The wires were attached to Danny's chest. Lying in the midst of all the machines, lines and wires was Danny. He had dark circles beneath his eyes. Danny looked exhausted and pale.

The bed head was raised, so he didn't lie flat on his back. A nasal cannula was strapped under his nose, giving him extra oxygen. He was wearing the usual blue hospital gown. Those things were everything but comfortable, luckily Steve already took a shirt and sweat shorts with him from Danny's place.

"It's okay, why won't you sit next to him." Steve grabbed the chair standing near by and pushed it next to Danny. Grace nodded and sat down in the chair on the right of her father. After a brief moment she placed her hand on Danny's arm to let him know she was there. She didn't know if he would feel it or could hear them, but she did it anyway.

"Do you think he'll speak to me?" Grace broke the silence in the room. Steve was standing at the foot end, observing his friend with his arms crossed.

"Gracie, don't worry, okay? Danno ain't mad at you, I'm sure of that. And your father can't shut his mouth for longer than one minute, so yeah he'll speak to you, even if he don't want to, he can't help it to say something anyway." Steve reminded Grace of that fact. She really was like her dad. Only seeing the worst possible scenario.

"He saved everyone in there. He's one of the coolest dad's. Everyone will talk about it at school." Grace looked proud at her father. He did do all of that, so he really didn't deserve to be in here like this.

"Don't tell him he got 'cool dad points' because of tonight," Steve made fun of the conversation he had earlier that day with Danny.

"What? Why not?" Grace asked perplexed. She of course had no idea what he was talking about.

"Trust me, if you tell him, he'll never let you out of the house ever again." Steve leaned on the foot end and smiled at Grace.

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Steve watched both Danny and Grace sleep. Grace had fallen a sleep over an hour ago. She was exhausted. The whole situation made a big impact on her. On all of them, but Steve couldn't find the rest to sleep. He waited impatiently for Danny to wake up. He kept going over and over the whole night, thinking of some way that it would've played out all different.

He did take place in the chair on the left side of Danny though. He had been sitting there for a few hours, listening to the steadily beeping heart monitor. It worked on his nerves; he couldn't sit in the same position for more than a couple of minutes. He went from leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees, to slumping back into the chair. The chairs were awful, so that position didn't work out. He didn't get how Gracie could sleep in the thing.

Eventually Steve sat with his hands in his neck, elbows resting on his knees, head down, staring to his feet when sudden movement in the bed caught him off guard. Danny let out a small gasp as he opened his eyes.

"Hey buddy." Steve reached for Danny's arm, so he knew which way the 'hey' was coming from. Two glassy baby blue eyes peered at Steve. He let his hand rest on Danny's left forearm.

"Hey," Danny grunted weakly. He sounded hoarse; he swallowed a few times before he continued. His throat was dry, like he hadn't had a drink anything in a while. He blinked a few times too "Did I die?"

"You see me and you think you are in heaven because you died?" Steve teased, giving Danny a weak smile. It was their thing, but mostly Steve reacted this way so Danny wouldn't notice he was worried.

"Hell would be a better description my friend." Danny chuckled, but the movement in his abdomen made him grunt in pain. The grin on Steve face disappeared instant when he saw his friend dealing with some discomfort.

"You got shot. You're in the hospital." Steve explained it to Danny when he noticed his friend was in pain.

"I figured," Danny had been shot enough times to know what a gunshot wound felt like. "Am I missing any more organs or what?" Danny shifted a bit to find a more comfortable position. He felt light headed and his body felt sore.

"Everything's in tact, along with attitude I hear. You'll be all right, no major organs where hit. Just soft tissue damage." Steve shook his head in disbelieve. Despite the fact he got shot, he still managed to share his negative attitude. "You lost a lot of blood though, so relax." Steve tried to ignore it and bring him up to speed on what the doc told him.

"Do you remember what happened?" Steve wasn't completely sure Danny was fully aware of the situation. Danny stared confused and fussy at Steve, he tried to recall some memories from before. Steve could see him thinking, his brow furrowed deeply. After a few seconds the confusing gaze changed into pure panic.

"Grace." Danny's eyes widened, his eyebrows raised and the heart monitor showed a spiking heart rate. Danny pushed himself up into a sitting position. He wanted to go, only the stitches on his abdomen contracted and the pain rushed through his stomach.

"Just-just take it easy, she is right here." Steve gently pushed Danny back in bed and pointed to the girl who was sleeping, curled up in her chair. Danny turned his head towards her and instantly the panic disappeared. He dropped his head against the pillow and let out a scared breath. She was safe.

Steve walked over to Grace and placed his hand on top of her head. "Gracie." Grace woke up abruptly. She looked around disoriented. Not knowing where she was for a second, but then she remembered. She was in the hospital. Grace looked up at Steve and then to check on her dad.

"Danno?" Grace let out remarkably dismayed. She didn't rush towards him; she just stared remorseful at him, with her big brown eyes.

"Hey babe." Danny reached his hand out to Grace. She gladly accepted and squeezed slightly. Steve grinned to himself. Danny would never loose the Jersey attitude. He could've learned some Hawaiian nicknames by now. Steve was almost certain he did know how to say a few words, but instead he kept using the usual 'babe'.

"Come here." Danny tried to smother his moan as he scooped to the left side and patted on the bed suggesting she should come and lay next to him. As the teenager she was, she didn't like to hug in public even though it was just Steve. Steve got the hint and headed for the door. He wouldn't leave the hospital, but he would give them some time alone.

"I know you look and think like a grown up and you are probably ready for a nursing home soon, but as your father I would like to hug and cuddle with my little monkey. Can we do that?" Danny joked, letting her know he was just fine and as annoying as he was before. Grace rolled her eyes and gave in as she noticed Steve was about to leave.

"I'm so sorry, Danno." Grace curled up to her father's side, trying not to get tangled in all the lines and wires.

"It's okay now." Danny pulled Grace tight and closed his eyes. He was damn tired, and with his daughter safe in his arms he dozed off again and so did Grace.

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A/N: Thanks for reading, really love the support. Next and final chapter will be uploaded in a few days, hope you enjoyed this chapter. Love to hear what you think of it.