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Chin went to get a first aid kit together, while McGarrett went to see what was happening with the hijackers. There was a flurry of activity as Swat had shown up, the Captain appeared overwhelmed, somewhat distraught over the death of the young officer. Steve stepped up firing orders trying to get the scene organized. They needed to get the shooter off the roof and Steve needed to get to Danny.
The hijackers made contact, they demanded access to their van within the hour or they would start shooting hostages. Steve had the Swat team fan out, he needed to draw out the shooter on the roof. His first priority was getting to Danny and he needed a distraction.
Steve went to Kono getting an approximate area that Danny was located. She would direct Steve through the maze of cargo containers to Danny's location.
Chin waved Steve over to the EMT's, they had a bag ready with everything they thought Steve would need. He had a high level of first aid training as well as a lot of hands on experience from the Navy. The paramedic ran a few things by him just to be sure, he had also included an ampule of morphine to help take the edge off the pain, provided Danny didn't have a head injury. The EMT's would be readily available if Steve needed to be walked through anything.
Steve tossed the bag into his truck, Chin looked at him curiously. Steve nodded to him "Clear a path Chin "
Chin moved quickly getting a couple of cruisers out of the way as they made a clear opening to the dock. Steve turned his truck around, facing it backwards.
"Boss?" Kono said worryingly over the head set.
"Soon as I start going Chin …. give me cover" as McGarrett turned slightly in his seat looking out his back window.
He punched the accelerator and the chevy launched backwards, he weaved between the cruisers and headed straight for the cargo containers. Smoke bombs were tossed to help screen the truck and give Steve extra cover. The shooter on the roof sprayed the passenger side of the chevy with bullets as Swat and HPD returned fire. Steve slammed the truck to a stop against the container, he grabbed the bag and slipped out the driver's door diving for cover.
"Steve?" Chin came over his ear piece.
"I'm good….Kono get me to Danny" as he scrambled to his feet keeping close to the containers out of the line of fire.
It was a maze of containers but Steve cautiously moved his way through them with Kono's help. He tried to raise Danny again but was met with silence, his only comfort was Kono telling him he would move slightly at the sound of his voice.
"He should be just ahead of you….about 20 feet to your right"
Steve moved to the end of the container, he glanced to his right picking up the slumped form of his partner. Danny was between two containers, leaning against a third that backed against them. His head was drooped forward resting on his chest, his right arm crossed his stomach, his hand disappearing under his vest against his side. Blood was soaking through his dress pants and a small puddle stained the asphalt under his left thigh.
"I got him…..Danny?" Steve slid his gun away closing the distance between them. He put the bag down dropping to his knees in front of him. He reached his hand out pressing his fingers to his neck, Danny stirred under his touch.
Pain filled eyes wearily blinked open "Hey….Rambo" Danny mumbled out weakly.
Steve smiled "How you doing?" as Steve reached across Danny starting to pull the velcro straps loose on his vest.
Danny hissed "Been better" tiredly came out.
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"Steve…how is he?" Chin's worried voice came across the ear piece.
Steve glanced at Danny as he worked the straps loose on his vest, he was weak and pale but seemed to rally some with Steve's sudden appearance. "I need to get him out of here…..did you get the shooter?"
"No….working on it….we have some activity at the yacht…I have Swat moving in closer….we tried for a helicopter but they put a damper on it, said they'd take out hostages if they even heard one approach"
"Ok let me deal with Danny….soon as I'm done, I'll see if I can gain any ground from here"
"Ok….take care of him brah"
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Steve focussed back on Danny "Easy" as he carefully pulled the vest away easing Danny towards him to check for an exit wound. Danny's head lolled against his shoulder, his breath warm against his neck. Danny tensed grunting from the strain "sorry buddy….relax". Steve eased him back pulling the tail of his shirt up taking in the gruesome sight, there was lots of blood and some still dripped freely. The wound was low on his left side, just barely above his belt. Steve ruffled through the bag and grabbed a handful of gauze pressing it against it to try and staunch the flow.
Danny sucked in a breath jerking away as he tried to push Steve's hand back to relieve the pressure.
"Danny don't" as Steve caught the offending hands "I need to stop the bleeding"
"Hurts" Danny gasped out.
"I know …I know …I know " as Steve gripped the side of Danny's face with his free hand checking for any head injury, satisfied he rummaged through the bag pulling out the ampule. "I'm going to give you something to take the edge off ok?….then I'm going to pack the wound"
Danny groggily acknowledged him, his body shivering from the loss of blood and the onslaught of pain.
Steve pushed the needle into his thigh, Danny grunted rolling his head back against the container squeezing his eyes shut.
"That's going to make you feel better…" Steve frowned and tapped his face to get his attention "hey?...you still with me?." Danny tiredly blinked at him.
"Yeah" softly came out.
"I'm going to lay you down…get this bleeding stopped" Steve pulled the bag closer, pulling out the supplies he would need.
Danny placed his right arm out bracing himself while he tried to shift away from the container, gasping he almost doubled over.
Steve caught him by the arm "easy ….where are you going?"
"la…laying down" he mumbled out.
"No no let me do the work….you're going to make this bleed more" Steve quickly moved behind him, catching him under the arms, he eased him around onto his back and slide the vest under his head. He pulled a blanket out covering Danny's upper body as he focussed back on the wound.
Steve finally got a good look at the wound, it was low, close to Danny's hip. He would need to get his pants shifted out of the way to properly pack the wound. Steve pulled at Danny's belt buckle, sliding the leather through to undo it. Danny grunted, suddenly coming aware, he pushed at Steve's hands.
"Wha….what …er you doing?" as Danny raised his head, wincing, while he still brushed at Steve's hands.
"Hey relax" Steve splayed his hand on his chest holding him in place "the wounds low….your belts in the way" as Steve caught one of Danny's hands squeezing.
"I'm ….I'm not a cheap date McGarrett….I wan….want to be wined and….dined first" Danny puffed out as he settled back down.
Steve laughed "I'll try and remember that" He got serious then rubbing lightly on Danny's chest "just relax now….. ok?".
Danny nodded watching through hooded eyes, the pain medication having kicked in. Steve worked quickly and gently packing the wound, quietly talking to ease Danny's discomfort. Soon Danny drifted and Steve bundled the blanket around him.
"Hey" Steve jostled him lightly on the shoulder. Weary eyes blinked open regarding him "I got to go….see if I can get close to the yacht….i can't get you out til we get rid of the shooter" Steve waited making sure Danny followed "I'll be back…..but you stay put….no moving around or you'll start bleeding again .
"Kay" came out softly.
Steve slid Danny's gun in beside him locking eyes with him "just in case….ok?"
Danny nodded blinking to keep focussed.
Steve squeezed his shoulder, took one last look, and was gone.