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Steve noticed he was having moments of pain filled awareness before falling back into the bottomless pit of black that continued to engulf his thoughts. He weakly struggled against the pull on his mind. The moments became lengthened and more frequent with each struggle until he could almost open his eyelids. One last push and Steve's eyes popped open. The light was so bright though, that he quickly shut them again. Just work on adjusting yourself to the light.

While Steve was fighting an internal war with the pain from his wounds, Taylor watched. Then when the SEAL finally opened his eyes for a split second, Taylor decided to begin the next step of his plan.

He went through a mental list. Ice?... Check... Tub?... Check... Water supply?... Check... McGarrett?... Check...

"Hey McGarrett wake up!" In response he heard a small inward groan. "Great, nice to hear that you haven't lost your ability to be ready at all times while being in the reserves. Now don't go anywhere..."

Once Danny heard the recording and saw that picture, he almost gagged. He couldn't just sit around with the general in the middle of nowhere, waiting for news of his partner being beaten or stabbed to death by that sick person who Steve had trusted and considered his friend. Steve didn't trust or befriend many people, and when he did he would risk his life in any situation to protect them. With what Taylor did, Danny wouldn't be surprised if Steve didn't even trust himself after this. Immediately, once Chin had finished relaying the information and he had talked to the general, Danny packed the Paks into a new government issued SUV and began the long journey to 5-0 headquarters.

They'll be safer there and we can finish this mess before its to late...

After Steve finally adjusted his eyes to the light, Taylor was gone. I could swear I knew he was here, after all, who else would be having an average conversation with me in this situation. Steve looked down to check his wounds. He hadn't acquired any new ones since Taylor's latest obsession with the cattle prod, but the blood loss from what he had determined to a very deep stab wound, was now taking its toll on him.

Steve ignoring the pain, tried to move his hands in an attempt to stem the bleeding a little. No such luck. Great. Now I'll definitely die if I'm not found soon.

Right as Steve was thinking this, Taylor walked in with two hired guns standing at either side of him

"I see you have become a little more aware since when I last saw you."

"I see you have gotten two new friends to play with me and maybe if they're good they'll get to bury my body." he stated sarcastically One of the men started to advance on McGarrett but Taylor stopped him with a look.

"Well I guess he's not burying you..." Taylor smirked. " But that's not why they're here."

he signaled for them to head to the back of the room, out of Steve's line of sight. There was lots of rummaging and then the sound of running water. Water? This is not going to end well.

A few minutes went by and Steve's body started to become numb. He guessed that since he hadn't had an adrenaline rush recently, that he was going into the first stages of shock. Once he went into shock, Steve knew that he wouldn't have much time left. In an attempt to slow down the process he started to speak. "Hey Nick, I'm getting a little thirsty and, judging by the sound behind me, you have plenty of water. Do you think you could get me a little."

Taylor stared at him with an infuriating look in his eyes. He stopped leaning on the table, and walked up to Steve " I know what your doing McGarrett, you're stalling so that way your people can find you. You forget, I have the same training as you do." He picked up his hand and punched Steve right on the jaw, in the same exact place he had hit him before, doubling the amount of pain that it should have caused.

Steve clenched his teeth in order to stop a noise from escaping his mouth. Then he spit a mouthful of blood on the floor and looked back up at Taylor with defiance gleaming in his eyes. It worked. Now I won't have to worry about going into shock just yet thanks to Taylor. The SEAL now had a fresh dose of adrenaline coursing through his veins due to the punch that had been inflicted on him.

One of Taylor's guys walked back into view and spoke. "Hey boss, its ready. Do you want us to move him?"

"yes."

As soon a Taylor said that the other thug appeared out of nowhere and practically ripped Steve off the chair. Through the waves of pain threatening to send Steve under again he thought. I should have heard that guy coming, that way I at least could have prepared myself.

The two men dragged Steve by his collar up to a tub filled with ice water, leaving a trail of blood behind them. Then they quickly reinforced Steve's restraints with fresh rolls of industrial duct tape, covering his feet up to his ankles, and tightly wrapping his wrists.

Taylor walked at slower pace behind them. When he stopped, he crouched next to Steve and grabbed him by the chin. "I want you to know McGarrett, for every second you're in pain, that your so called friends have caused this." Taylor stepped back and watched as his men flocked around Steve pulling him over the edge of the tub and shoving his head into the freezing water.

Steve felt rather than saw himself being heaved up and over the rim of the tub. Then as if in slow motion, he was forced into the freezing water and pushed under its surface. Instantly his whole face was bombarded by little ice needles which made him want to yell in pain, but he kept his mouth shut.

As soon as Taylor saw Steve go in the water he found that it would take a long time for this to get interesting so, he signaled for one of the men to punch Steve in the chest.

Steve was doing pretty well underwater until he felt a force hit his chest and knock what little breath he had out of him. He couldn't help but gasp for air, and as soon as he opened his mouth water gushed in. The frozen ice crystals flew down his throat causing him to choke continuously under the surface, quickly draining what strength he had until he couldn't even muster the energy to move his mouth let alone convulse while he was choking.

Once the water stopped rippling Taylor knew hat if he still wanted a hostage he had to get McGarrett out fast, but his help weren't doing anything. " You Idiots! Get him out now!" the thugs pulled Steve out of the water and he just slumped to the ground motionless. It looked as if Taylor had forgotten that Steve was his hostage because he started frantically doing CPR right after they dropped him But, when Steve began coughing up water, Taylor stood back up and stared at him cruelly. He grabbed a bucket ,dunked it in the tub, pulled it out, and splashed all over Steve's face. At this, Steve opened his eyes and weakly struggled to sit up, only to be held down by the hired guns.

Steve knew that he had passed out and that he was not breathing, but when he felt someone pushing his chest, causing the water in his system to be expelled out, he had definitely not expected it to be Taylor. Since the thugs were holding him down, it gave him a chance to regain some of his energy. "Why?" he blurted out

"Because if you were dead, then I wouldn't have a bargaining piece now would I? Speaking of which put some duct tape on McGarrett's abdomen." The men grabbed Steve and started wrapping tape tightly around his wound slowing the bleeding significantly but causing a little more pain than Steve could deal with at the moment, and he blacked out.

Danny drove into his parking spot, leapt out of the SUV with his vest on and gun drawn, and briskly walked to the side of the car where he opened the door and waited for the Paks to get out. When they stepped inside the office, Danny was finally able to let his guard down a little as Kono and Chin walked up. He holstered his gun and asked "Any news?"

"We traced the number from the text and found that it is a burn phone and guess where it is?"

"where?" Danny half dreaded the answer, hoping that it wasn't in some stinking secluded mountain or forest where it would be practically impossible to rescue Steve without some serious equipment and possibly bargaining with the General's life, which wasn't an option.

"On the same exact dock where Steve first met the Governor."

Danny let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding. "where exactly is it?"

"In the I.D. check place at the front of the dock. It is just a call spot though because I'm surprised that it can even fit a person in there let alone more than one. At least it's a start though, but what are we going to do? Aside from that, we only have a text, picture, recording, and 25 different vehicles to check out. Even though we all know that Steve is a super SEAL I don't think that he will be able to last long enough with Taylor for us to check all of that."

An idea suddenly appeared in Danny's head. "What if we bluff and say that we'll trade? He wouldn't know that we lied until he gave a position, and by then it would be too late."

"Great Idea!" Kono stated enthusiastically.

"Yea, it sounds like a good plan Brah."

"Then it's settled. We're getting Steve back today..."

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