A/N: Anyone excited about the new show tonight? Me too!
But in the meantime, does anyone want to check in on Steve and Danny? If so, today is your lucky day...
Chapter 9
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Steve's eyes popped open.
Danny was staring at him, white as a sheet, horrified.
Steve was stunned. He wasn't dreaming. He really had heard gunfire. Eight shots, to be exact.
Chin and Kono must have arrived. He never heard Kono's car pull up. He had not heard Chin or Kono's voice, or anyone else's for that matter. And he had absolutely no idea what had just happened. All Steve knew was that it felt like each one of the eight gunshots had been fired directly into his chest.
Danny was still staring at Steve, disbelief in his eyes. "Was that…" he said, his voice trailing off.
Suddenly, Danny jumped up, dropping Steve's makeshift bandage on the floor. He ran to the door and began banging on it with his fists, yelling, "Chin! Kono! Chin!"
Danny's action snapped Steve out of his daze. He struggled to his feet and made his way to the door, shouting every profanity he could think of at Wo Fat.
Chin and Kono were just running back into the cannery when they heard yelling. They stopped for a second, listening.
"They're that way," Chin said, nodding down the hallway. They ran as fast as they could and stopped at a door at the end of the hall, which was blocked by a large metal bookcase turned on its side.
"Steve! Danny! Are you ok?" Chin yelled.
"Chin! Thank God!" Danny shouted.
"Chin- we're ok! Are you and Kono all right?" Steve yelled.
"Yes, we're fine! We ran into Wo Fat and his men. They're gone now, but they duck taped our hands and blocked the door. It'll take us a minute to get free before we can get you out. Hang in there, ok?"
"It's not like we can go anywhere. Believe me, we tried," Danny called back.
Chin and Kono quickly started rubbing the tape on their wrists against opposite corners of the bookcase. The old, rusted metal quickly started cutting through the tape.
"Did you see Wo Fat leave?" Steve asked urgently.
"Yes, he left in a white Mercedes heading south on the highway. I was able to get a partial plate. But they shot out the tires in our cars so we couldn't follow them," Chin said, still rubbing the tape against the bookcase.
"Great, just great," Danny said, shaking his head. He raised his eyebrows, looked at Steve and said, "just so you know, I'm making you pay for the new tires."
Steve ignored him. "Chin, do you have a phone?" he called.
"No, they took our phones," Chin said, now free of the tape. Kono snapped through the rest of her tape as well and they began pushing the bookcase, moving it a few feet.
"We need a phone!" Steve insisted.
Chin grunted as he pushed the bookcase and then said, "as soon as we get you out, I'll run to the main road and flag someone down."
With one final push, the bookcase was out of the way.
Chin threw open the door and stared at Steve and Danny, who were standing just inside. He couldn't believe what he saw.
Steve was half-standing, half-leaning, bent at the waist. His left arm was pressed against his side and he was favoring his left shoulder, which was bleeding from an apparent gunshot wound. His vest was off and his t-shirt, top part of his pants, left arm, and both hands were covered in blood.
Danny didn't look much better. He had the beginning of a large bruise on his cheek and a gash above his left temple. Most of the left side of his head was caked in dried blood. He had more blood on his hands and shirt, presumably from Steve, but it was hard for Chin to really tell.
Needless to say, they both looked like a mess.
"I thought you said you were ok!" Chin exclaimed.
Steve looked somewhat guilty and offered a small grin. "More or less," he said.
"I'd definitely say less," Kono scolded, walking into the room. "Both of you, sit," she demanded, pointing to the floor.
Danny looked at Steve, shrugged, and then sat down. Steve followed suit.
Kono turned to Chin and told him, "I've got this covered. You go flag someone down."
Chin raised his eyebrows and shot an amused grin at Steve and Danny before turning and running down the hall.
Kono quickly picked up Steve's discarded shirt and pressed it firmly against his shoulder.
"Hey, that hurts!" Steve protested.
"Too bad," Kono glared at him. Then she turned to look at Danny and asked, "how's the head?"
"It's ok," Danny lied.
Kono raised one eyebrow and stared at Danny, frowning.
Danny rolled his eyes. "Ok, it hurts. A lot, actually. But it's stopped bleeding and I've probably only got a mild concussion, so all we really need to worry about is Captain America here."
"Who still wants a phone," Steve complained, looking at his watch.
"What is it with you and the phone?" Danny asked crossly. "Do you want to order a pizza or something?"
"Yes, Danny. I want to order a pizza. Extra pineapple," Steve replied sarcastically.
Danny made a face at Steve.
Kono rolled her eyes and shook her head.
Chin ran back into the room, holding a phone. "I already called an ambulance. They'll be here in 10 minutes."
"Thanks. Give me the phone," Steve said, holding out his right hand. Chin handed him the phone and Steve hurriedly began dialing.
"Good. Now we get to find out who Steve is dying to call," Danny grumbled and then looked up at Chin. "It's a good thing you found a phone. Otherwise, I'd ask you to shoot me to put me out of my misery."
"And I'd be happy to help you out with that, brah," Chin grinned, "but they took my gun."
"Figures," Danny groused, rubbing his head.
Steve held up his hand for silence and then put the phone up to his right ear, gingerly plugging his left ear with his finger.
"Yes, Governor," Steve said. "Wo Fat left no more than 5 minutes ago. He's heading south on Kamehameha Highway in a white Mercedes. Chin got a partial- hold on for a second." Steve looked up at Chin.
"It started with KZF," Chin said.
"Governor," Steve continued, "the plate started with KZF- kilo, zulu, foxtrot… yes, that's right. Thank you. Please call me back at this number the second you hear anything. Yes, ma'am, we're fine… thank you. Thank you, Governor."
Steve hung up the phone, closed his eyes, and blew out a sigh of relief.
"Care to tell us what that was all about?" Danny questioned.
Steve opened his eyes and nodded. "I called the governor before we came out here today. I told her if I didn't call her by 6:00 pm sharp, to put a chopper in the air and to send a SWAT team and some uniformed cops to this address. They were already on their way, so she is diverting them to intercept Wo Fat's Mercedes on the highway. She's going to call me to confirm his apprehension as soon as she can."
Danny, Chin, and Kono all stared at Steve, speechless.
"What?" Steve asked innocently. Then he looked at Danny. "Didn't you tell me just this morning that I need backup, lots and lots of backup?" he asked.
Danny was the first one who was able to speak. "That's a hell of a lot of backup!" he said, incredulously.
Steve turned the corner of his mouth up in a grin. "What can I say? I'm an overachiever."
To be continued…
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A/Ns: Ok, show of hands... who saw that one coming? Apparently, Steve does listen. Well, more or less. Usually, less. ;)
And, man, a pizza sounds really good right now!
