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6 hours and 45 minutes to drop off. (36 hours after the kidnapping)

Scott was happy. Today was the day that he was finally able to take his boat for a ride. He bought her two weeks ago. She needed a little fix her up but she was finally ready. He removed the tarp and threw his bag on the back seat. He didn't notice the little stowaway on his boat. Dressed in black PJ's, Jamie blended right in with the interior of the boat. Scott fired up the engine and smiled when the boat roared to life. He untied the ropes and drove off. He was already far out when the engine spluttered and died on him.

"No, no. Come on baby." Scott tried the engine again but it didn't fire up. He moved to the back were the motor was situated and noticed a shivering boy with a dirty bandage on his head.

"What the hell. Hey kid, wake up. What are you doing on my boat?" He waited for Jamie to open his eyes and when he didn't move, Scott became worried. He was just about to shake when he was met with two confused grey/blue eyes.

Jamie heard someone talking to him. He panicked and opened his eyes. He tried to move away but the man grabbed his arm. His headache had also awoken and he groaned. He moved sideways and started heaving.

Scott quickly released him and moved out of the way. A couple of dry heaves later Jamie was wiped. The persistent throbbing pain in his head was too bad. He leaned back and closed his eyes again. The motion of the waves was rocking him to sleep again. He was gently shaken awake.

"Careful, you might want to move away from the railing."

"Dad?" Jamie asked as he squinted at the man in front of him but his vision was too blurry to make out anything distinguishably.

"No kid, I'm not your dad." Jamie opened his eyes and looked at the stranger.

"Are you going to hurt me?" Jamie asked.

"No, what makes you say that?" Scott asked. He took in the boy's appearance. The boy was biting his lip and every now and then he would close his eyes. He was pale and shivering.

"My name is Scott. What's your name?" Scott finally asked. There was something about the kid. He felt like he should know him but the memory wouldn't come.

"Jjamie Rryan." Scott gasped. This was one of the abducted kids from the news.

"You were abducted, right?" Scott asked.

"Yyes." Jamie answered as he yawned and started shivering some more. He was cold. It had been relatively warm under the tarp. He closed his eyes but was stopped by Scott.

"Stay awake." He told Jamie. Scott pulled out his phone and dialed 911. Jamie's eyes slipped close and Scott quickly removed his jacket and threw it on top of the boy.

"Hello my name is Scott Aoki. I found the boy. He said his name is Jamie Ryan. He's got a head wound."

"Calm down sir. What did you say your name was and where are you?"

"Scott Aoki and I'm in the middle of the ocean. My engine just quit on me. You need to hurry; I think the kid need's medical attention."

"How far out are you?"

"I don't know. I can't see the shore anymore. My boat was moored at Hawaii Kai. I think I rode for half an hour or more."

"Alright Coast Guard is on their way. Try to stay on the line." Scott looked at Jamie. Even asleep the boy looked terrified.

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5 hours and 59 minutes left (37 hours after the kidnapping)

Danny was sitting on the lanai with Grace in his arms. She wasn't handling this situation good. Plagued by nightmares she would only sleep three hours, at the most. She wouldn't eat. Danny practically had to force her to eat something. He was worried about her.

Grace tilted her head back and looked at Danny.

"Daddy, can we visit uncle Joey?" Grace asked him. Another thing that showed just how shaken up she was. Daddy, she usually called him Danno. She would only call him daddy if she was worried or frightened. Danny didn't know what to say.

"Monkey, uncle Joey is very sick right now." Grace pouted and for a minute Danny thought she was going to cry again. Who was he kidding? He couldn't deny her this. "Okay but remember uncle Joey is pretty sick and we can't stay too long." A cautious smile appeared on her face and Danny knew he made the right call giving her this. They got up, put on their shoes and walked outside. One of the officers stationed outside jogged up to them.

"Detective, is there something wrong?"

"Hey Kai, no we're going to the hospital. You can follow but I'm driving my own car." Kai nodded. He had dealt with Five-0 before and knew how stubborn they could be. He followed Danny to the hospital.

Danny parked the car in front of the hospital. He glanced in his rearview mirror and looked at Grace. He eyes were dull and sad. She had dark circles under her eyes and she just looked lost. He wanted to fix it so badly but knew that as long as the boy's weren't safely at home, there was nothing he could do. He got out and held the door open for Grace. She got out and held Danny's hand. He had to call Steve and tell him that he was in the hospital. If Danny was correct than they were at the coroner's office, trying to steal a body.

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5 hours and 29 minutes left

Scott Aoki was still waiting for the coastguard. Suddenly he saw a chopper appear.

"They're here." He said on the phone. He quickly hung up and watched the chopper. One of the officers came down with a basket.

"Scott Aoki?"

"Yes."

"My name is Walt Harris. I'm going to airlift the boy out of here. My colleagues are on their way and they'll tow you back to land and hand you over to HPD for your statement." Scott nodded. Walt was working quickly. He wasn't too happy about Jamie's appearance. He fastened the straps and it worried him that Jamie didn't even flinch when he pulled the straps a bit tighter.

"Bryce, we're ready." He spoke into his com. The basket was lifted into the chopper and so was Walt. They quickly assessed Jamie's condition. Bryce tried to find a good vein but he couldn't find anything.

"I can't find a good vein. He's dehydrated and his veins collapsed. I'm going to put a line in his peripheral vein."

"Alright, go ahead." Walt said as he put a thermo blanket on Jamie and placed an oxygen mask over his nose and mouth. They finally managed to put in an IV. Bryce relayed the information to the hospital as the pilot spoke to HPD.

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Danny and Grace had just reached the ICU when his phone rang. His heart started beating faster. It wasn't time yet, was it? He picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Danny, it's Duke. They found Jamie." At that moment Danny's knees nearly buckled. He had to steady himself against the wall.

"Danny?"

"Yeah, I'm still here. What's his condition and where is Jared?"

"He's being airlifted to the hospital. He was found in a boat. His condition is worrisome. No sign of Jared. A man named Scott Aoki called it in. The coastguard is towing him to land. I've already send for squad car to pick him up."

"What hospital?"

"Queens."

"Thanks Duke. I'm going to call the rest of the team. Did you have an ETA?"

"Five minutes. Are you going to the hospital?"

"I'm already there." Danny hung up the phone and saw Grace staring at him.

"Danno, what's wrong?"

"They found Jamie but he's hurt." Danny could see a bit of relief on Grace's face. He pulled her closer.

"Are they taking him here?" She softly asked.

"Yes they are." Danny didn't know what to do. He was torn between shielding his daughter from seeing one of her friends hurt or stay here with her. And as by a miracle Max showed up.

"Max, what are you doing here?"

"I've come to see how detective Ryan was doing. Steve said that he wasn't doing so good and that you could use an extra pair of eyes on him." Danny knew that Steve had just lied to Max to protect him. Yet this could work out fine for him.

"Max, I need a favor. They found Jamie but his condition is worrisome. I want to check on him. Would you mind watching Grace for me?"

"It would be my pleasure." Max said as he looked at Grace. Danny crouched in front of Grace.

"Alright monkey, you are going to stay with Max in Joey's room." Grace launched herself in Danny's arms, crying.

"Monkey, you need to stay with Max and uncle Joey. You don't want Jamie to be alone, do you?" Danny asked her. She vigorously shook her head in disapproval.

"No." She answered between the sobs. She wiped the tears from her face and looked at Max. She held out her hand and Max happily took it.

"I love you, monkey. Max don't let her out of your sight."

"I won't detective." Max replied.

Danny ran to the elevators and made his way to the ER.

"I'm looking for Jamie Ryan. He was just brought in by a helicopter."

"I'm sorry but I can't let you through." Danny flashed his badge.

"Listen to me, that boy was kidnapped along with his brother. His father got shot trying to protect them and his lying in your ICU. That boy is under police protection." Danny harshly said. He could tell that the nurse was pretty shaken up by his little blow out. He felt sorry for her but his priority was Jamie. She motioned for him to follow her. He was led into one of the exam rooms. One nurse was cutting away the bandage on his head. The doctor noticed him immediately.

"I'm sorry but you can't be here." Danny flashed his badge.

"I'm detective Williams, Five-0. This is Jamie Ryan and he was kidnapped 36 hours ago. He's also my nephew and I'm not leaving him alone."

"Very well. Perhaps you can help us. He's been unresponsive since he was brought in. See if you can get him to wake up or at least respond." Danny moved closer to the bed and placed Jamie's hand in his. The kid was cold. He could feel the occasional shiver run through his body.

"Hey Jamie. Wake up buddy. You're safe now." He could feel Jamie's fingers move. "That's it buddy. Can you open your eyes for me?" Jamie's lids were fluttering and Danny softly squeezed his fingers. Slowly Jamie opened his eyes. He looked around the room. Frightened by all the strange people in white coats. His breathing increased. Lastly his gaze rested on Danny. Danny could see the relief in his eyes.

"Uncle Danny?" His breathing slowly went back to normal.

"Yeah buddy. How are you feeling?" Jamie shivered.

"My hhead hhurts. Ccoldd." His teeth were clattering. He looked at his uncle Danny. Danny smiled at Jamie.

"It's going to be okay. The doctor is going to make you better, okay?" Danny said reassuringly.

"Nurse, get me another blanket. Detective, my name is dr. Ross. I'd like to take him for CT-scan. You can come with us. We might need your help keeping him calm." Danny shook hands with the doctor while still holding Jamie's hand. They walked to the CAT scan. Danny let go of Jamie's hand.

"Nno, no." Jamie started protesting. Thrashing around, trying to get up.

"It's okay buddy. The doctor is going to make a photo of your head. I'll be right over there." Danny could see the distress in Jamie's eyes. He looked at the doctor.

"Jamie, what if your uncle told you a story? Think you can lay as still as possible for us?" Jamie couldn't think. He wanted to be held by his father. He closed his eyes.

"Stay awake buddy." Jamie opened his eyes.

"Uncle Danny?" Danny looked at Jamie. The confused look in his eyes was almost too much for Danny. He gently ran a hand through Jamie's hair.

"Yeah buddy. Listen the doctor is going to look at your head. Now, you can't see me but I want you to listen to my voice. Okay?" Jamie nodded. It took a little longer than necessary 'cause Jamie kept moving. Eventually he nodded off again. At first Danny was worried but the doctor assured him that it was okay. Jamie was exhausted and the combination with the concussion and dehydration, was too much for him. His temperature was up and they had started him on a second IV. A moderate concussion. Five stitches. Dehydration and mild hypothermia. Danny was seething. He looked at Jamie. He was sleeping but he was still restless. He kept tossing and Danny kept stroking his hair and eventually he fell into a deep peaceful slumber. He pulled out his cell and called Steve.

"Danny, how's he doing?" Steve immediately asked.

"Five stitches, a moderate concussion, mild hypothermia and dehydration. He's sleeping right now."

"Did he say anything about Jared or where they were held?"

"I haven't been able to ask him. He was too confused and he was just terrified, Steve." It was eating Danny inside.

"I hear you."

"What about the guy that found him?"

"He was docked at Hawaii Kai. We're going to head that way. Keep an eye on Jamie and Joey."

"Yeah, I will. Keep me posted and don't do anything stupid." Danny told Steve.

"Don't worry mom." Steve hung up the phone and Danny put it back in his pocket. He wanted to check on Grace and Joey but didn't want to leave Jamie. He asked one of the nurses if she could keep an eye on him. He also put another guard on duty. He went to the ICU. When he approached Joey's room he could hear Grace talking. She sounded more chipper. More like the old Grace. He figured she was talking to Max but the closer he got the more confused he got.

"Danno and uncle Steve are going to find Jared. They will, uncle Joey." Danny walked into the room and was surprised to see Joey awake.

"Hey man, how are you feeling?" Danny asked him.

"Bin better. Jamie?" Joey still sounded terrible. He didn't look any better. He was still pale and judging by the red gloss on his cheeks he still had a fever.

"He was admitted. He is sleeping right now. He's got a concussion, mild hypothermia and he was dehydrated." Danny couldn't lie to Joey and he knew that he was going to get a reaction. Joey tried to get up but his actions were uncoordinated. The movement also spiked his headache, he closed his eyes and stilled his movements. He opened his eyes again and tried to get up.

"Hey, hey, where do you think you're going? You're in no condition to do anything." Danny said as he gently pushed Joey back.

"Jamie." And Danny understood. He really did but he couldn't let Joey hurt himself.

"I know, babe, but I want you to take it easy. You look like crap, probably feel even worse." Danny looked at Max. "Has the doctor come by yet?"

"No, but he just woke up. I pressed the call button two minutes ago. I'm sure the doctor will come by soon enough." Danny nodded. He looked at Joey. This was a shitty situation to be in. Doctor Braxton came in and let out a relieved sigh.

"It's good to see you awake. You had me worried for a second. How are you feeling?"

"Need my son." The doctor shook his head.

"I'm sorry but you're not going anywhere. Your body is still fighting an infection. A few hours ago we thought you were a goner for sure." Dr. Braxton said.

"But kidnapped. Be with him." Joey's words were slurred and lacked strength but the emotion was there.

"No, I'm putting my foot down." Joey looked at Danny.

"Doc, I understand but please there's a traumatized, frightened, hurt, little boy. For all we know his brother is still in the hands of the men who took them. So I suggest you find a way where he can be with his son." Danny's tone bore no room for discussion. The doctor nodded. He checked Joey's temperature and wounds, wrote a few things on Joey's chart and scurried away.

Max just looked at Danny, shocked. Danny looked at Grace and was surprised to see his daughter asleep.

"What Max?"

"Nothing detective. I have to go. Get well Joey." Max left and Danny noticed that Joey was looking at him.

"What?"

"Thanks." Danny smiled and sat down next Joey. He scooped Grace up and was relieved that she didn't stir.

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