Thanks for all the reviews everyone! Regarding the review about the lack of medical attention Jenny received - read on please and thanks for your attention to detail. It shows you really were paying attention LOL. I would also like to point out that due to the speedy progression in my story, in order to maintain consistency with the pace, sometimes I will leave the smaller details to the readers imaginations. That may change with future stories depending on what people like to read. I appreciate all feedback so keep the reviews coming!

Chapter 10

"Doc?" Steve wasn't sure if he wanted hear what Doc obviously had to say. He felt a numbing sensation creep throughout his body as Doc slowly entered the threshold of his office. However as he drew nearer, Steve saw something in Doc's behavior that appeared a little odd. There was a look of frustration and annoyance in his mannerism that didn't make a lot of sense to Steve.

"I suppose you'll be wanting to hear the good news first," came the terse response from Bergman. A confused Steve stood speechless and dumbfounded as the physician continued. "Danny was bleeding internally, but it was only minor and it appears to have stopped. He sustained cracked ribs, one of which is fractured in two places. He's very lucky not to be needing surgery." Bergman paused to give Steve a moment to digest the information.

"Doc if there's something else you're not telling me, you better hit me with it!" Steve had the distinct feeling that Bergman was keeping something back.

"Alright I will, because you people at Five' O are really starting to get on my nerves!" the huffiness in Doc's voice bewildered Steve so much so he was beginning to think he was imagining the entire scene.

"Doc I really don't know what you're talking about! I'm tired. I've had a long and very unpleasant night, please just tell me if Danno's alright?" Steve appealed, gritting his teeth. He didn't think he could take much more of Doc's verbal onslaughts.

"I'd like to keep him here for three days as a precautionary and to make sure he achieves some form of rest," finally Doc sighed and decided to show a little sympathy.

"Well that's reasonable considering his injuries. What's bothering you?" Steve pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and fore finger as he felt an oncoming headache.

"His exact words were this Stephen," Doc's emphasis on Steve's birth name could only mean one thing. He's ticked off, thought Steve.

Doc gave Steve a quick once over then walked over to his desk and sat in the chair behind it placing the clipboard on the desktop. He leaned forward with his hands clasped together resting on top of his clipboard eyeing the younger man before him.

"It's Steve Doc. Steve," Steve's feeble counter was ignored.

In his most daring impersonation of Dan, Doc continued, "If Steve McGarrett ruptured his organs and broke both his legs, he'd still walk out of here the minute he came out of surgery. I am perfectly fine so there's absolutely no reason to keep me here any longer,"

The immense relief that flooded Steve's conscience was indescribable. Danno was going to be alright! The message behind Doc's words finally registered in Steve's aching brain. He felt the corners of his mouth twitch as he refrained from chuckling out loud at the absurdity of the entire circumstance and conversation that took place.

"Steve, apart from numerous abrasions and bruises, the boy has a mild concussion, a bruised kidney, multiple rib fractures and upper abdominal bruising. I was being lenient when I said three days! If I had my way - " Doc reduced the severity in his tone as he outlined Dan's condition.

"Doc, if you had your way you'd keep us here indefinitely! Perhaps if we relocated Five' O headquarters, would that ease your mind?" Steve's interruption did not lighten Bergman's mood.

"If you've ever failed at anything, Steve, it'd be your attempts at humor,"

"Well did you compromise, perhaps ask him to stay overnight and see how he feels tomorrow?" A small smile began to spread across Steve's weary face.

"I did,"

"What did he say?"

"He said no,"

"And you accepted that?" Steve raised his eyebrows at Doc. Never had Doctor Bergman lost when it came to detaining his patients - that is until Danno came along. Doc always had a soft spot where Dan was concerned and normally they shared a mutual understanding so when Dan refused to obey his instructions, Doc simply did not know how to react. He was indeed flabbergasted! It felt easier to release his frustrations out on Steve. After all the man is a bad influence on the boy, Doc Bergman mused.

"Let me talk to him Doc," Steve offered still smiling as he pictured the scene in which Doc fought an inner turmoil at Dan's refusal.

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The storm and rain had long since abated. Shortly after the departure of the two ambulances transporting Dan Williams and Toby Richards, the medics still stationed at the Iolani Palace examined and treated the remaining two felons as well as Five' O secretary Jenny and a handful of HPD officers who also came into contact with tear gas. HPD officers then took Richards senior and John Tokua into custody leaving only Chin, Che and Jenny to clean up the offices. It was a daunting task but it had to be done. Windows leading on to the Lanai were opened as far as they could to allow fresh air into Steve's office. Any evidence Che deemed of importance were collected and documented. As per Steve's instructions, Chin conducted his interview with Jenny, jotting down as many details as possible.

"I hope Danny's ok. It's been nearly 2 hours since they took him to the hospital," Jenny's concern was mirrored in Chin's face as they sat at Chin's desk taking down her statement.

"Why don't we take a break for a while?" Chin suggested half way through the procedure. "I'll get some coffee,"

"Alright Chin," Jenny yawned, the strain and exhaustion bearing down on her like a tidal wave.

Alone at the detective's desk Jenny got to her feet and made her way to Steve's office. All the tear gas residue had cleared away as the gentle breeze filled the room with fresh air. Most of the furniture had been replaced to the way they were before recent events upended them. Jenny made her way to the sofa by the wall. She sat down trying to gather her thoughts of every minute detail she could recall for Steve to work on.

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Bertolli sat at his desk, fingers tapping away, eyes glued to the phone. Sirens in the distance grew louder as HPD closed in on the estate.

"Manu, you have been very loyal to me and I thank you. It is time. Our friends have failed us. Please take the chopper now," Bertolli stood up to shake the hand of his long time body guard and companion.

The sirens grew to a steady volume. They were at the gates. Bertolli had instructed they be left open to welcome their visitors. He had sent his guards home with their dogs. Even the maid was told her services were no longer required. With her paycheck in hand she caught a taxi to take her to a girlfriend's house.

"No I shall stay. I do not want to miss the fire works, Mr Bertolli." Manu shook his head and stood proudly. Together they waited until the sirens and the screeching of tires could be heard just outside their window.

The blue and red lights flashed through the study, bouncing off the walls. Car doors slammed as HPD officers led by sergeant Duke Lakela sprinted up the front stairs leading to the front door. "Police open up!" Duke shouted through the door withdrawing his gun from its holster at his hip. No response. Duke tried to turn the door handle but as he expected it was locked. He took a step back, fired a single round into the lock then kicked the door in. It took two heavy kicks before the door flung open.

"Aloha my friend," Bertolli grinned at Manu, his right hand closed around a small black rectangular device no larger than a radio transmitter. A series of buttons covered half the surface. He looked down at the device and searched for a particular button with his index finger. Satisfied he pushed the red button.

The pre-dawn sky lit up in a fire ball of fury. There were no screams, no warning for Honolulu's finest.

*Edited 12th April 2011*