Did I say slowly? *evil chuckle*. Again thanks for everyone still sticking with this story. Still no beta, all mistakes are mine.
Danny was just around the corner when he heard a phone beep. He frowned and looked at the passenger seat. Joey's phone was lying there. That idiot hadn't put his phone in his pocket. He turned the car around and drove back to the Hilton. He drove onto the parking lot only to see a body on the floor and a blue van pulling up. He recognized Zack Kealani and saw Joey on the ground. He reached for the cell phone and dialled 911. "Dispatch this is detective Williams. I've got a 10-13, Hilton Hawaiian village. Send back up asap." He pulled out his gun and immediately opened fire on the van. Willy and Junior fired back at Danny.
He had to get out of the car. He fired a few rounds, walked to the back of the car and dove behind a dumpster. They had automatic weapons and Danny was outnumbered. He fired another shot.
Zack motioned Willy to go around. Junior lifted Joey in the van. He was bleeding from a head wound. Junior got hit in the shoulder and he dropped Joey in the van. Zack and Willy were trying to get rid of that detective. Zack circled around. The detective was so focused on Zack and Willy that he forgot all about Junior until it was too late. Junior approached the detective and hit him on the head with the gun. Danny went down but he wasn't unconscious. "Zack, I got him. What do you want me to do with him?"
"Throw him in the van. We have to get out if here." Junior put Danny in the van next to Joey. Junior grimaced at the burning sensation in his arm. The detective had shot him but the bullet just grazed him. It still hurt like a bitch. Danny wasn't unconscious just dazed. Willy got behind the wheel and drove off. Zack was happy. His patience was finally rewarded. He looked at the unconscious detective and at the still conscious detective. Danny tried to sit up but Zack looked him."You can't possibly know how happy I am to have you, detective. But unfortunately I can't have you awake." Zack pulled out a syringe. He injected Danny with it and Danny's eyes slipped close.
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Steve and Kono were called to the Hilton by Duke. Both knew something had happened but neither knew what. Danny took Joey to the hotel. And now they were being called to the hotel. When they arrived the place was swarming with the press.
Duke Lukela saw Steve and Kono arrive and quickly made his way over. He called them the minute he spotted Danny's Camaro. "Steve, Danny's missing."
"What? What happened?"
"Danny called in a 10-13. When the officer's arrived they found an injured hotel employee and an empty Camaro. CSU is collecting everything. We also found blood and more shells. Looks like there was a shoot out. I've got people going through the camera footage." Duke explained as quick as he could.
"Kono, get the footage and we'll analyze it at HQ. What about Joey Ryan? And the injured employee?"
"No Joey Ryan was found. As for the employee, he lost a lot of blood. They took him to Queen's." Duke looked at Steve and saw the worried look on the man's face. "What do you want us to do, Steve?"
"Listen, this is the work of Zack Kealani. We need to find them quick." Steve walked to the Camaro. He saw Joey's phone on the passenger seat. He traced Danny's steps. Judging by the shells Danny took cover behind the dumpster. He walked to the entrance and eyed the pool of blood. Two feet of that pool there was more blood. He looked at the shells. Kono came back with the discs. CSU was already collecting everything.
"I've got the footage. According to one of the witnesses, that employee was working for Zack."
"Let's pay him a visit then." They drove to Queen's. Steve flashed his badge. A nurse told him that Mr. Kaleo was still in surgery but they would call as soon as he got out of surgery. The name never fully registered as Steve was so focused on getting information.
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Chin was still going through all of Kuroda's properties. He still had to check 5. But his shoulder was hurting so he decided to take a break. Kono and Steve were called away and Danny should be back any minute. Imagine his surprise when Kono and Steve walked through the door.
"Danny and Joey disappeared. We think Zack is involved. I need you to go through the property list while Kono's looks through the footage of the hotel." Steve ordered. Kono went straight to her office to look at the footage.
"How?" Chin asked.
"We don't know yet. We're hoping that the footage can help with that. We found blood and we're hoping that Fong can identify who it belongs to." Steve explained.
"You're thinking it's Joey's or Danny's?" Chin asked. It was the way Steve said it that made him ask.
"I don't know. I need that list, Chin." Chin nodded and went back to that damned list. Only five more. How difficult can that be. He glanced at Kono, who was going through the footage from the hotel.
Steve was on the phone with the governor. The next call he made was to LA, to Joey's captain. And after that there was only one call to make. The one he had dreaded since he found out that Danny was missing. But he had to do it. He owed it to his partner. He didn't want Grace to see it on the news. So he called Rachel explained the situation and promised the call if they found something.
Kono was going through the footage and was amazed by Zack's ways. Joey was struck from behind and fell to the floor. Some how he managed to get out his gun and fire a few rounds. One of them hit the employee. When Joey got up again he was assaulted by two men and finally knocked unconscious, bleeding from a head wound. After that Danny drove onto the parking lot and they started shooting. Danny shot one in the arm. They could see Danny diving behind the dumpster and finally conked on the head. He wasn't unconscious but dazed enough for them to load him into the van without much trouble. Kono got the license plate and walked to her cousin. She searched the database for Jeremy Kaleo and wasn't disappointed. It was all petty things. Shoplifting, breaking and entering. But what caught her eye was a name on the file. Detective Kaleo, a corrupt policemen, who is in Halawa doing his time. "Chin, I've got a license plate."
"Nice, let's see who it belongs to." Chin typed in the license plate.
"The van was reported stolen on Sunday." Kono said. This was a death end and the cousins knew that. They both looked at their boss who was still on the phone. He looked at them and hung up the phone. He made his way over to the cousins.
"What did you find?" Steve asked Kono.
"You'll never believe it but that hotel employee is Kaleo's cousin and he was indeed working for Zack. He was shot by Joey when they attacked him. Zack must've been planning this for a while and Danny was just at the wrong place, at the wrong time." Kono said.
Of course that did nothing for Steve's mood. Zack was a dangerous psychopath. They needed to find Danny and Joey quickly. "How far are you with that list, Chin?"
"I'm still working on it. Five properties left." Steve shook his head.
"Not good enough. Work faster, you know what. Kono, you do the list. Chin, you're with me. We're going to the hospital to interrogate Kaleo." He walked away and Chin followed. Both Chin and Kono knew that this was hard on Steve. They weren't just partners but brothers. He pulled out his painkillers and dry swallowed two.
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Danny woke to the sound of flesh hitting flesh. Joey was hanging from a beam and Danny was tied to a chair. His hands tied behind his back. Zack was in full psycho mode. He kept launching hit after hit. Joey focused on blocking out the pain and not making a sound. He didn't want to give Zack that satisfaction. It almost worked but he was getting tired. His arms were starting to burn. Joey took the beating almost stoic. Danny was surprised at the man's willpower. Danny had no idea long this was going on and how long he had been out. Zack launched another attack on Joey's torso and Danny could've sworn he heard something break. Joey gasped for air. This seemed to rouse some sort of reaction from Zack. "Come on Joey, I'll let you catch your breath if you give me what I want." Zack said, of course he was lying but who cares.
"Liar." Joey huffed out. His breathing was somewhat ragged and his voice cracked. He even gave Zack a condescending smile. This enraged Zack even more and he went full psycho again. Hit after hit landed on Joey's body. Joey was trying his best not to make a sound. The pain in his hand and ribs intensifying with every hit. Zack gave one viscious uppercut and Joey was out for the count. He hung limply from that beam. Blood dripping from his nose, mouth and eye. Danny couldn't stand it.
"Leave him alone, you sick sadistic psycho." Danny yelled at Zack. He tried to move but the rope was too tight. Zack flashed him that psycho smile.
"Ah detective, you do realize it's rude to interrupt my conversation. A very one sided conversation but a conversation nonetheless. He walked over to Danny and pulled him by the hairs. "Also it's not nice calling people names, Detective. So I would suggest you put a cork in it before I do it, understood?" Danny didn't see the first punch coming and his head rocked back and forth. He was seeing stars and didn't see the second punch coming. He tried to dodge the third but was unsuccessful. Zack let him go and Danny was seeing double and his ears were ringing. His vision swam in and out.
"Throw them in the cell." Zack ordered. Two heavily armed guys untied Danny and motioned him to walk, a third one untied Joey and Danny actually winced when Joey fell to the ground. A small groan escaped Joey but he remained unconscious. Danny kept tripping over his own feet. Dizzy from the punches. One of the guards, Leo, was sick of it and hit Danny in the head with his rifle. He was dragged to the cell and Joey thrown next to him. They chained Joey to the new anchor. Danny's arms were cuffed behind his back. Zack hadn't counted on another visitor.
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The cell was dark and cold. Joey opened his eyes. Everything was hurting. His head, his ribs, his arms. He wasn't sure if his eyes were open or not because he couldn't see a thing. He tried to get up but learned that he was chained to something. His ribs protested heavily at the abuse of trying to get up. Breathing hurt like a mother and he groaned. He could feel something dripping from his face. Probably blood he thought. His head was pounding in sync with his heartbeat. He tried to see but the room was simply too dark. He closed his eyes trying to remember where he was. But his mind was a blank. Where was he? The last thing he remembers was punching Steve. Something happened but he couldn't remember what? He shot someone. Right? Or maybe he was so concussed that he was imagining things. No, he refused to believe that. He went back to the hotel. Zack! That psycho was waiting outside the hotel. He was in serious trouble and hoped that someone would find him quick. He groaned again when he tried to sit on his knees.. A noise reached his ears.
"Hello, anyone there?" For a minute he thought his mind was playing tricks on him but then he heard it again. Someone was in the room with him. "If there's someone here, please answer me."
"Will ya stop yelling." A familiar voice said but Joey's concussed brain couldn't remember the name.
"Who are you?"
"Are you serious? So this is the thanks I get for saving your sorry ass. Great just great. Why do I always get involved in someone else's vendetta? You know I should be home with a cold beer and a decent pizza watching TV. Instead here I am chained to a wall with someone who doesn't even know who I am. I really hate this pineapple infested hole." Danny ranted. His head was hurting and his rant had only intensified the headache.
"Danny? What are you doing here? What happened?" Joey recognized the man just by the rant. Not so long ago he was on the receiving end of one his rants. Or was that today?
"You don't remember what happened?" Danny asked Joey, his tone filled with worry.
"No, everything's fuzzy. When did he grabbed me? At the hotel?" Joey was at a loss. Why couldn't he remember anything?
"They were waiting for you at the hotel. You forgot your phone in my car. I made a u-turn and saw you lying on the pavement. I exchanged fire and I was conked in the head. I wake up seeing Mr. psycho beating the crap out of you. I thought he was going to kill you for sure but instead he used my head as a punching bag.
Joey pulled on the chains again but the anchor wouldn't budge. Instead he added more discomfort on himself. He tried to bit back a groan but was unsuccessful.
"How badly are you injured, Joey?"
"Not that bad." Of course he was lying through his teeth but it was pure self preservation.
"Bullshit. You sound hurt when you talk even when you breath you sound hurt. So don't try to sugar coat it. I work with Super-Seal, remember?"
"I have a concussion, a few cracked ribs. None broken." Joey lied.
"Bullshit. At least one is broken. I was there when he broke it." Danny mentioned.
"It's okay, Danny. What about you? Are you hurt?"
"Just a killer headache. Don't think it's a concussion. We need to get out of here." Danny said. He was looking in Joey's direction, or so he thought. It was too dark to see anything. He was cuffed behind his back but he could move around. He got up and with help from the wall. His head was pounding so hard he thought it would explode.
"Danny, what are you doing?" Joey heard the shuffling.
"I have no idea. I figured if I get up I might be able to do something." It sounded stupid but Danny could feel the panic building. He took a deep breath.
"Are you okay Danny?" Joey heard something in Danny's voice, something he couldn't name.
"Yeah, I just need to get out of here. Or you know be able to see." Danny felt his way around the walls and was thankful that he found the light switch. Slowly the room was illuminated. He looked at Joey and actually winced when he saw his face. One eye was almost swollen shut. Dried blood all over. His face was a bit pale and his eyes were closed. Danny walked to Joey.
"Hey, you found a light switch." Joey said as he opened his eyes. Danny nodded. "What's the matter?" Joey asked Danny.
"You look like crap." Joey tried to laugh but the pain it send to his ribs was almost unbearable and he doubled over from the pain. He tried to breath through the pain but it was too much. He passed out again.
"Joey, Joey? Come on, buddy wake up." Danny didn't like it one bit but there was nothing he could do. He looked around the cell. There was nothing he could use to free himself. He looked at Joey's chain. If he could pick the lock, he could free him. He sat down next to Joey. Keeping an eye on his breathing.
Five minutes later Joey came to. He groaned and his breathing changed.
"Joey, wake up buddy." Danny said, voice thick with worry.
"Danny? What happened?" Joey asked his eyes still shut.
"You passed out. So it would be nice if you could stay conscious long enough for is to get out of here."
"Are you okay?" Joey asked.
"I'm fine you goof. Open your eyes for me."
"They're open." Joey said
"No, they're not. So come on, open your eyes." Joey slowly opened his eyes. Everything was a bit blurred. He opened and closed them again. He looked at Danny.
"We need to get out here. You wouldn't happen to have your cellphone on you?" Joey asked and knew the answer already but the look Danny gave him was the best.
"You must be severe concussed if you think I would still be here if I had my cellphone on me." Danny said.
"I might have something to get you out of the cuffs."
"Really?" Danny asked. There wasn't much he could do with his hands cuffed behind his back.
"I have a small pin in my watch that I can use, to pick the lock in the cuffs.
"Your watch? What are you? James Bond?"
"I admit, I was obsessed with spy movies. I am also obsessed with technology. So I made my own gadget. They hardly ever take your watch and belt." He fumbled with his watch and pulled out a pin. "You need to lie down next to me. I don't have that much moving space." He said to Danny. Danny nodded and let himself fall sideways. Like a caterpillar he crept closer to Joey's hands. "Stop." Joey said as he fumbled with Danny's cuffs. A few seconds later a click was heard and Danny's hands were free. He rubbed his wrists. Happy to be out of them. He took a closer look at Joey's lock and then the anchor. He grabbed the pin from Joey's hands and picked at the lock. Surprisingly it worked and Joey was also freed. He slowly sat against the wall with Joey next to him. "We need to go. You don't think that they forgot to lock the door?" Joey asked Danny.
"That would be just what we need but I don't think we're that lucky."
"Yeah, me neither." Joey slowly tried to get up but the strain it put on his ribs was almost too much. He was about to keel over when Danny helped him. "Easy there buddy."
"I'm fine." He said as he tried to take a few deep breaths. He failed miserably but he still put on his brave face. "The team is probably looking for you. And I'm pretty sure I shot one of them."
"Yeah, knowing Steve they are looking for us." Ignoring Joey's choice of words. They moved towards the door. Imagine their surprise when the door opened.
Abe was caught by surprise when he came face to face with Joey Ryan and that five-0 detective. He was stunned and the two very capable detective made use of that. Joey pulled him inside and Danny banged his head to the wall and finished it with a good knock to the head with his gun. Danny kept the gun with him as they stepped outside their cell. Both had not anticipated the bright lights as Joey doubled over and spilled his lunch. His head was pounding so hard that he thought he would pass out again. He could feel Danny's presence next to him. "Come on, we need to go Joey."
"Give me a minute." Joey said.
"I hate to break it to you but we don't have a minute." Danny said as he heard footsteps. Joey willed his head to stop pounding so hard and they ran. They ran for a minute or so when Joey heard shouting behind him. Finally they made it outside. The backyard was filled with barrels and a few pallets with junk. "Danny, throw me the gun." Joey said to Danny. Danny did what was asked and he threw the gun to Joey. Joey caught the gun, aimed and fired three shots. Two bullets found their mark and the third missed. Joey counted that as a win. They took cover between the barrels. "Danny, listen to me. I need you to run and whatever you do, don't stop." Danny shook his head.
"Not gonna happen."
"Danny, it's me he wants. Just do as I say." Joey made it sound as an order but he and Danny shared the same rank.
"I hate to break it to you but we're evenly ranked."
"I know, but please Danny just do as I say. He wants me Danny. If I can distract them long enough you could get out of here and get help." Joey argued. Danny had to admit that he had a point but he was hurt. Judging by what he could see, he had a serious concussion, at least two broken ribs and his right eye was almost swollen shut.
"Fine, just don't get yourself killed." Danny counted to three and started running. Joey saw him disappearing into the Hawaiian jungle. Joey's mind was working in overtime. He had nine bullets left. His only focus was to buy Danny enough time to get out of here. Five-0 was looking for him and they wouldn't rest until they found their friend. A bullet whizzed through his hair and he turned around to fire a shot. Eight left. From his peripheral vision he could see someone moving from the left. He fired two more bullets. Six left. Four down. He had to come up with another plan. This wasn't nearly enough time for Danny to find a way out of here. And hand to hand combat was not what he wanted right now. He heard a noise behind him and reacted a fraction to late. He was grabbed by the hairs. He blocked the first punches but his energy was fading fast. He kneed the guy in the gut and elbowed him in the neck. The guy fell to the floor unconscious. He wanted to turn around but was hit on the head. He fell to the floor. Clinging to consciousness he hoped that Danny was safe. The guy kicked him in the ribs and the pain was too much. He slipped into unconsciousness.
So how do you guys like this chapter? To tell you the truth when this story first popped in my head I only envisioned this part. Danny and Joey taken by Zack. Them escaping and Joey getting caught again. For some weird reason most of my stories come to me like that. Make sure you leave a review!
Mahalo.