"Danny stop," Steve whispered, his stomach cramping up, bile rising in the back of his throat.
"Steve, we should keep moving," Danny responded absentmindedly, sounding slightly out of breath. McGarrett had lost track of time, but he did know his partner had been carrying a majority of his weight for a while now.
Steve's stomach jolted again and he groaned, "I-I know, b-but Danny, I need to…"
"Oh shit," Danny exclaimed, looking down at McGarrett, and stopped seconds before bloody bile forced itself from Steve's throat again. The taller man coughed, dislodging more. His legs nearly gave out on him, but Danny managed to keep him up.
"You good?" Williams questioned flashing McGarrett a worried look. Steve didn't respond right away, he was more preoccupied with trying to catch his breath. It was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe the further they walked, and Steve was beginning to get as worried as Danny looked. "Let's sit you down for a few seconds," he suggested settling Steve on a downed tree.
"Okay," Williams muttered beginning to pace back and forth, holding his left arm. "We need to find water and something to eat. I mean, unless you see something we could eat…"
"D-Danny, there are…"
"…then it is up to me to find fruits or whatever. And since I am not very good at judging plants, I don't…"
"…some b-bananas b-behind you."
"…think we could eat…" Danny stopped, turning to face the SEAL. "What did you say?"
Steve pointed to the plant he had spotted about six seconds into Danny's rant. Williams spun around to face the plant, throwing his good hand in the air. "You could have said something," he commented turning back to Steve.
"I did," McGarrett murmured leaning his head against a close by tree. "Y-your 'Chatty Cathy' side was showing."
Williams rolled his eyes, but didn't give Steve a response. He started towards the plant, looking up at the bananas. "How do you expect me to get those?"
"Jump," McGarrett responded shrugging, trying to push away the pain that continued to roll through him.
"Hardy freaking har," Danny retorted shaking his head.
"Have any f-fallen?"
"Yeah," Williams responded and Steve watched as he collected a few downed bananas and carried them back to Steve. "Here," he said offering the SEAL one.
"'m not hungry," McGarrett stated as his stomach churned again.
"Seriously Steve, you need to eat. Then we have to get going again. I thought I heard running water earlier. So, either we are headed back to where we started, or there's a stream or something close by." Steve's eyes started to droop and Williams' words began to blur together. "Hey!" he heard Danny yell and the SEAL jerked awake. "Stay awake," the shorted man snapped shaking his head. "Since you took off and lost us our only form of water we need to find more. Where can we find clean, drinkable water?"
"Find an animal," McGarrett murmured and a violent shiver ripped through him. It had been a while since he was attacked by one that bad, but each one was followed by pain.
"Fine, I'll find an animal. Just eat these," Danny replied and shoved the bananas at Steve. He trekked a few steps from the SEAL, scanning the area for an animal. "This would be easier if we knew where we were," McGarrett heard Williams mutter.
Steve silently agreed as he looked down at the bananas. He really wasn't hungry, but he knew Danny was right. If he didn't eat, he would lose strength, and if he lost strength his chances of not getting out alive grew. But, Danny's did, too. So, he put two aside before he started to peel the third with shaking fingers.
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"'Find an animal, Danny,'" Williams mocked under his breath, still scanning the ground. They were in a frigging jungle, surrounded by nothing but trees, where were all the stinking animals? And, wasn't it supposed to rain a lot in the Hawaiian jungle. Where the heck was all the rain? "Steve, seriously, I think your SEALness has scared all the animals away."
"Danny, I-I see a hawk," Steve called back and Danny rolled his eyes, turning back to his partner. Only McGarrett would be able to see something Williams didn't while injured. The shorter man walked back towards the taller guy, feeling his hand brush against a spider web.
Shaking it off, he continued to Steve's side. McGarrett held his hand up, stopping him, and pointed at the hawk soaring above them.
They waited until the hawk swooped down on a mouse before Danny helped Steve up, grabbed the two and half banana (at least McGarrett tried to eat), and started following the bird.
At first, Danny thought it was leading them on a wild goose chase, but eventually it landed next to a small stream and took a sip of water, after eating its prey. Both guys waited until the bird went on its way before walking towards the stream.
"Don't drink too much," Steve warned Danny as the shorter man lowered him to the ground. "We don't know how clean this is and drinking too much can make you…"
"Steve, we have been walking for almost twelve hours. I am surprised neither of us has started getting symptoms of dehydration, and if you don't shut up I will push you in that stream." Danny wouldn't, really, but he wanted his stubborn partner to take a drink. And if threatening made him to what he asked-not that it would-then Danny would threaten away.
McGarrett wanted to say something, Williams knew it, but he must have thought better of it and decided to take a drink. Danny followed suit, and enjoyed the cool water as it trickled down his throat.
After their short break, they began moving again. Danny ate one of the two whole bananas, tried to get Steve to eat the remainder of his, and kept the last one in his pocket. He knew they were going to need it soon.
"Okay, which way do we go?" he asked Steve as they started down a random direction.
"W-We need to find a… a trail," the SEAL responded looking and sounding a tad better now that he had gotten some water and food in him.
"Well, I don't see a trail any…" the crack of a pistol cut Danny off. "Shit, how did they find us?"
"I don't know, b-but let's n-not stick around to find out," McGarrett responded and the two sped up.
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Bates and O'Riley seemed to have forgotten one key ingredient in order to keep running: the van. Kono and Chin followed the vehicle's trail to the vehicle itself. A quick look inside told them someone had been bleeding and the doors appeared to have been kicked open.
"Chin," Kono called and he turned to face her. "I found footprints." He walked towards her, looking down at the track marks. They weren't fresh, per se, but they had only been there, at most, a few hours.
"Okay, give me a minute." Earlier, Chin had called in a favor, and now had a comm in his ears connected to a helicopter. "Are you ready?" he asked his buddy.
"I'll be your eyes skyward, brudda," the polite responded and Chin Ho could hear the thump of helicopter blades as his friend flew over them.
"Let's go," he announced turning to Kono and the LEOs. They nodded and the small group began following the footprints.
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I'm trying to make these longer, I am, but it's just not happening. But I will try harder next time, I swear :)
So, thanks for reviewing, alerting, and favoriting last chapter. You guys are amazing.
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Thanks for reading.
PEACE OUT...
P.S. I am trying to avoid making Steve sound whiny and unlike himself, but I am afraid I may have crossed that line. So, I apologize if I made Steve a tad OOC. It is most definitely my fault.
