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Danny was trying to push the headache and the dizziness from his head once more. It was getting worse and he knew it was because of horrible day he was having. And now his hands and feet were starting to ache, and in time he knew they would start to go numb. The wire was cutting into his flesh and he knew that if he struggled too much, blood would start to flow. He shifted in the seat he was sat on as numbness started to flow into his rear. Alex was stood by the window, hiding behind a curtain. He had not taken his eye off the sniper outside.

"Why haven't they gone?" Alex said. "They know what will happen if they try anything."

"They won't leave yet, not until this is over. Its procedure." Danny described.

"You police and your damn procedures. Doesn't your team know what will happen if they keep messing with me."

"They are not messing with you Alex. They have to do these things. Talking with you, snipers around the building. Its just..."

"Procedure, I know." Alex left the window and paced around the room. "Man this room is depressing. Its so small."

"I guess you missed the executive suites when you were dragging me around the corridors." Danny said. This resulted in a smack to the back of the head as Alex walked passed him.

"Quit the sarcastic comments. You may be a big tough police officer, but I am the one with the gun."

"Well give me the gun and I can show you the tough side." Danny said. Alex stepped closer to Danny, looking at him intently.

"So what is it with this big bravado of yours? Is it a requirement of a cop to act so tough and be a royal pain?" Alex asked him as he played with the gun, cleaning the side of the barrel with his fingers.

"Not a requirement no." Danny replied.

"Shut up then!" Alex yelled at him. He reached for the cell phone once more and dialled McGarrett. As he did he placed the gun nozzle against Danny's temple. Danny closed his eyes expecting the pain of the shot. He listened as Alex started his call.

"Commander McGarrett, Steve. I have a gun pointed at your partner's head. If I don't hear from my brother, I will shoot him." Alex threatened.

"Look Alex, don't do anything rash okay. I am trying to do what you asked."

"I am starting to doubt that. You are just stalling me, waiting to get your so called sharp shooters in place so they can take me out. I am done waiting McGarrett." Alex voice was starting to get more intense and as it did Danny could feel the nozzle of the gun dig deeper into his temple. He was mentally going over some possible steps to disarm Alex. His position on the side of Danny was an advantage to Danny, he mentally went over some of the moves Steve had showed him one night as they sat in Steve's back garden, talking and drinking some beer. Steve had decided to show Danny some of his favourite defensive moves and Danny was trying to recall the one Steve had shown him with the attacker standing on the side. Granted the move didn't make way for the victim to be tied by the hands and feet, but Danny knew he needed to improvise.

"Alex look, we want to help but we can't just go to your brother, it's not that easy. You have to understand that."

"No you need to understand, I have your partner's life in my hands right now and I am not a patient person. I want my brother now!"

"And I want to talk to my partner. Now I am working on your demand, you can at least let me talk to him?" Steve was getting almost frustrated but knew he needed to keep his head for the sake of Danny. The phone went quiet and Steve almost hung up.

"Steve?" A familiar voice came over the phone.

"Danny, oh god. Are you okay?"

"I have been better Steven."

"We are gonna get you out. Can he hear me?" Steve asked. Danny coughed and Steve knew the answer. "His brother died, I need to end this..." He didn't get time to finish as Alex's voice came over the phone.

"You spoke to him, now get me my brother." He hung up the phone and tossed it on the nearby night stand.