A/N: Sorry for the delay. Last week work got the better of me and now I'm on the road for Spring Break writing this in between stops. As always, all mistakes belong to me.
CAPTIVE
Danny had to admire Hesse, the man was smooth. The fact that he had broken into solitary confinement spoke volumes. "So what did you do Victor, bribe the guard?"
"Hardly," Victor chuckled revealing a bloody toothbrush that had been fashioned into a shank.
"Of course" Danny said under his breath. With nowhere to go he knew Hesse would win a physical debate hands down. "What do you want? You want me to call McGarrett back down here? Because you and I both know that he's the one you want."
Hesse looked disappointed. He had half expected the detective to put up an admiral plea for his partners life at the very least. "You surprise me detective."
Danny shrugged, "I just don't believe in beating around the bush. " Pause. "Not to mention, I can't wait to see how you are going to pull this one off considering that we are all trapped inside the maximum security ward of Hawaii's most secure prison."
Danny paused again. "What are you going to do start another riot?"
"It's actually going to be a lot simpler than that," Victor grinned.
Chin's almond shaped eyes widened as he watched Steve literally stumble into the room, barely able to keep his broken body upright. Sweat was pouring down his brow accenting his already pale skin. "How's Danny?" The older man asked offering a hand of support.
"He's Danny," Steve replied thankful for Chin's assistance.
The Warden stood with a scowl on his face. "Satisfied?"
Straightening, Steve looked him in the eye. "I want to see Victor Hesse." Even though Danny was safe, Steve needed to make certain that Hesse wouldn't propose an imminent threat.
"This way," the Warden said stiffly.
A few moments later, Steve and Chin were in the maximum security wing where they found a dead guard in Hesse's bunk, his throat slit from end to end.
A shudder ran down Steve's spine. He was certain that Hesse was after Danny. "Can you still guarantee the safety of detective Williams?" he asked curtly as the Warden's face paled.
Pause
"I didn't think so." Determined to get back to his partner, Steve spun around feeling the weight of his body starting to betray him. The whole room was spinning. Chin's face was a blur.
"Boss?" He thought he heard his father's ex-partner say.
Chin reached for the SEAL but gravity was quicker, pulling McGarrett to the concrete with a pronounced thud!
When Steve woke up he found himself in the prison infirmary, a middle aged man in whiten coat looking down at him. "Commander McGarrett?
The man questioned shining a pen light in Steve's eyes. Automatically, Steve squinted against the brightness, pushing the hand holding the pen light away.
"Easy Commander," the man's voice said warning him against sudden movements.
"Where is Danny Williams?" Steve bolted upright, instantly wishing he hadn't.
The doctor frowned, glancing at the Warden. "I'll let him explain."
Clearing his throat, the sheepish looking man stepped forward. "We have no idea where Hesse and William's are. Shortly after you collapsed I sent a guard and Officer Kelly to check on the detective...
"Let me guess." Steve interrupted, "He wasn't there."
"We found another guard murdered. His service weapon and radio were missing," the Warden informed. "But we have the entire prison on lock down. No one gets in or out."
"Somehow that doesn't reassure me."
Steve wasn't sure he had it in him at the moment to face Hesse. He needed to rest the doctor kept repeating. A broken collar bone and 16 staples in his gut were not the best odds for facing your arch enemy.
But this was Danny. Injured or not he didn't have a choice.
Securing a radio from the Warden, Steve put out an all call for Hesse. "VICTOR HESSE!"
A series of cracks and static answered making Steve wonder if his arch nemesis was listening. Hesse was testing him. Pulling radio to his lips, he sent out another message, "where ever you are I will find you!"
Nothing.
"Do you hear me, Hesse?" he asked. "I'M COMING FOR YOU!"
"I'm looking forward to it and Detective Williams is counting on it," a cool Irish reply came.
"You sick son of a bitch if you..."
"I already have so you'd better hurry if you want there to be anything let to bury," Hesse finished.
Steve swore softy as he dropped the radio to his side. He hated to think about what that meant. Danny couldn't already be dead. Hesse was too insidious for that. Hesse would want him there for the kill.
Closing his eyes, he picked up the radio. He was about the say something when Chin came through the door. He'd just come from solitary confinement. "The guard assigned to solitary confinement is dead and there's no sign of Danny or Hesse. We've searched the whole place including the adjoining cell blocks."
"Tell me something I don't already know," he frowned.
1 hour earlier…
The stale air of the prison basement hit made Danny's nose crinkle as Hesse shoved him down the metal stairs. Hands and feet chained Danny was forced to take small steps to avoid the tip of the shank from slicing into the tender skin on his neck. When they reached the ground floor, Hesse lowered the shank and grabbed Danny by the crook of the elbow, pulling him to the middle of the room.
"What no bomb strapped around my neck?" Danny quipped as Hesse pulled out a key and started to work at the chains around Danny's wrists.
"Sadly, my resources are limited at the moment," Hesse replied. "But don't worry. I still have something very special planned for you."
"I'd be hurt if you didn't," Danny countered sarcastically as Hesse secured his wrists to an overhead pipe. He was trying hard not envision what sort of special treat Hesse had in mind for him. Knowing Hesse it was going to be something that was going to involve the splattering of body parts, a thought that didn't exactly thrill the bound detective.
Taking a moment to survey his surroundings, Danny noted several low hanging electrical wires along with an old fashioned looking electric chair that resembled the one from the Tom Hanks movie, the Green Mile.
"They used that on the Japanese prisoners after Pearl Harbor," Hesse supplied. "But lucky for you it doesn't work anymore."
Crossing over to a makeshift workbench Hesse picked up half of a rectangular sponge and a roll of duct tape. He then walk over to a laundry room style sink and wet the sponge before tearing off a sizable piece of duct tape from the roll.
"Now, open your mouth," Hesse ordered, strolling back over to his captive.
Danny felt a shudder run up his spine but did not obey. Instead he turned his head, plotting his next move. Given the fact that he was chained to a pipe he probably wasn't going to be escaping anytime soon but he would be a coward if he didn't put up some type of fight. Not to mention if he could manage to make enough noise someone might just find him.
"I said open your mouth!" Hesse repeated, grabbing Danny's jaw with his free hand.
"Bite me!" Danny growled.
"Don't make me go after that cute little girl of yours, Daniel. You know I will!" Hesse returned in his usual cool demeanor as he reared back his fist, dropping it into Danny's mid-section.
Before Danny could react, Hesse threw punch to his abdomen, this one much harder than the last. Danny had to fight not to cough and curl in on himself. Focusing on the threat to Grace, he used the shackles and the pipe as leverage and drew up his feet to deliver a solid kick to Victor's jaw.
Off balance, Hesse fell into the workbench but quickly rebounded. Picking up a pipe, Hesse pummeled the blond against the side of the head and watched him slip into a void of darkness.
When Danny awoke, the sponge was in his mouth making him feel like he was going to choke. The duct tape was stuck securely across his lips. For some odd reason the front of his jump suit was open, the front of his t-shirt cut away to expose his chest.
A distorted view of Hesse came into his line of vision. Hesse was holding something that was sparking in his hand. Hesse had cut one of the electrical wires from the overhang.
"You're going to thank me for using the sponge." Hesse said before pressing a live sparking electrical wire into Danny's exposed flesh.
Danny jerked violently as a jolt of electricity surged through his body. As much as he might have wanted to, the sponge and the duct tape made it impossible to scream. All that came out was a muffled growl that originated deep from his gut.
"Don't worry. There isn't enough voltage to kill you… yet." Hesse sneered removing the wire as the radio he had taken off the guard started to come alive with the sound of McGarrett's voice.