A/N: This is it, the end of the story, enjoy.

Chapter Eleven

An hour later Chin and Kono waved to Danny and Steve as they left. "See you guys later. We'll bring some supper by, around six."

All Danny's instincts told him they were being watched, and not just by the cop sitting across the road in a patrol car.

The two men entered the house, locking the door behind them. Danny walked to his bedroom and dumped his bag on the bed. Steve put his by the couch.

"You want a drink, Danny." Steve called as he headed to the kitchen."

"Yeah, just a water."

Danny was headed back to the living room when he saw Steve enter the kitchen. The door swung closed, but then he heard sounds of a scuffle. "Steve, you alright?"

When there was no answer, Danny drew his gun and stepped into the living room intending to go into the kitchen. Before he got that far the door opened, and Steve was pushed out. His right arm was held behind his back, and Rick Peterson held a gun to the base of his skull.

"Let him go Rick, it's me you want." Danny's worst fears were coming true.

"I don't think so, partner." Rick stayed just inside the living room. "Put your gun down, D."

"Not going to happen, Rick."

"I'll kill him for real this time. You'll have a front row seat. Then I'll kill you and go after your daughter and ex-wife." Rick pushed the gun harder into Steve's neck. "You drop the gun and I'll just kill you, leave little Gracie alone."

"I don't trust you, Rick." Danny firmed his stance as he looked into the eyes of his partner/brother. "This ends only one way. You are going down."

Steve blinked once, and then was moving. He dropped down, twisting around as he went. Two shots were fired simultaneously, but when he didn't feel any pain, except where he'd knocked his injured shoulder, he figured Peterson's shot had gone wild.

Peterson stood, staring in disbelief as red bloomed on the front of his white shirt, right over his heart. Then he fell like a stone, dead before he hit the floor.

"Hey, great shot, Danny." Steve pushed to his feet, using his good arm and turned to his partner. But Danny was down on the ground, lying on his left side, and not moving.

"Danny!" Steve ran to his best friend and rolled him onto his back.

Just then, Chin and Kono burst into the house having heard the shots as they came back. HPD was right behind them.

"Steve? What happened?" Kono ran to where Danny lay on the floor, Steve beside him.

Chin went and checked on Peterson, though he knew before he got there the man was dead.

"Peterson was waiting for us. I thought HPD checked the house before we got here?" Steve was applying pressure to a wound on Danny's left arm, as he looked angrily at the HPD officers standing over by the door.

"Let me up, Steven." Danny pushed at his partner as he tried to sit up. "I'm alright. I've been shot in this arm so many times since I met you, I think all the pain receptors are dead, it hardly hurts at all now."

"What?" Steve looked confused.

"The first case we worked together." Danny started raising a finger for each time. "The Aloha Girls camping trip. There's more, but right now I'm in too much pain to think of them." The pain finally registered as Kono helped Danny sit up. "Okay I take back the dead pain receptors comment."

"Alright, enough." Chin helped Danny to his feet. "Let's get you back to the hospital. That looks like a graze, so you should be patched up before Grace gets back. I'm sure you don't want her to find you in the hospital again, brah?"

"No, let's go." Danny walked away from his bewildered partner.

Two hours later Danny was patched up and they all headed to Steve's. Danny's house was now a crime scene. Grace and Lou were already there waiting for them to arrive.

Grace flew to her dad, pulling him into a hug. "Is it over, Danno?"

"Yes, monkey. It's all over. Rick can't hurt anyone again." Danny hugged his daughter tightly, never wanting to let her go.

"You were hurt again?"

"Just a scratch, babe." Danny moved his arm, tentatively. He'd refused a sling, not wanting to scare his daughter anymore that she already was.

"Come on everyone, let's go inside." Steve ushered everyone into the house. He'd been checked out at the hospital, too. Kono had insisted once Danny told her what had happened. Now he was exhausted, and really needed to get off his feet. The pain meds he'd been given worked great for the ache in his shoulder, but made him even more sleepy.

"Okay, ladies. It looks like the two of you need to go upstairs for a nap." Lou guided Steve towards the stairs, not giving him a choice about where he was going. Grace followed behind, holding onto her father, making sure he would also go upstairs.

Both men didn't put up any kind of fight. They each went up meekly, but instead of going to separate rooms, they both walked into Steve's bedroom and lay down on the bed. Lou looked at them, his eyebrows raised.

Grace waited for the two men to settle, then crawled onto the bed and lay down between the two of them. Then Lou understood. The three had been through enough the last few days, that they didn't want to let each other out of their sight. He quietly left the room and walked back down to where Chin and Kono stood at the bottom of the stairs.

"They okay?" Kono asked.

"Yeah. They're all sleeping on Steve's bed."

"Don't want to be apart, huh?" Chin said with a smile of understanding.

"Guess not." Lou walked over and sat down on the couch. "Can't blame them really."

"I'll just go up and check on them." Kono started up the stairs.

"Freeze!" Chin caught hold of her arm. "No blackmail pictures, Kono. They've been through enough."

"Awe, Chin. Spoil all my fun why don't you." But she was already headed into the kitchen to get a drink.

Upstairs Danny lay on his back, Grace snuggled in against his side, his injured left arm draped around her. Steve lay on his right side, pillows supporting his back to relieve any pressure on his left shoulder.

"I'm glad that's over." Steve said quietly.

"Me too, babe." Danny looked over at his partner. "I'm sorry you got hurt because of me, Steve."

"Hey, it wasn't your fault that Peterson came after you again, Danny. Stop blaming yourself."

"I thought you'd both died in that fire." A single tear tracked down Danny's cheek. "I couldn't live without either of you."

"Danno, we are both here. You are not going to lose us." Steve shifted so he could put his right hand on top of his best friend's arm where it lay over Grace.

Grace pushed herself up and looked at the two most important men in her life. "Uncle Steve's right, Danno. That man is to blame for what happened, not you. Now I want both of you to go to sleep, you're exhausted."

"Bossy much?" Steve said through a yawn.

"You sounded just like your mother then, Grace." Danny also yawned.

Grace settled back down, Danny's arm going around her again, and Steve's hand coming to rest on his best friend's arm once more.

"I love you, Uncle Steve. I love you, Danno."

"Love you, too." The partners said together.

Soon they were all asleep.

The End