This is the changeup! I see that some of you liked it and others not so much so Im going to keep true to my original writing style. Once again I think my brain is going to explode because of all these yummy reviews! So here it goes..
*GANGSTER RAP COMES ON*
Let's do some motherf***** writing.
Kaikua'ana
Chapter 12
He ran. His lungs burned furiously and they felt like they were about to burst but he kept running. His feet stomped against the dark ground but nothing seemed to surround him. It was all very dark and somewhere far he could hear echoes of Danny's voice. Then he found himself falling but his face didn't meet ground. He kept falling and he held his breathe. He fell and the echoes got louder and louder until it became a shrill scream of terror. It felt like his ears were bursting and finally he realized that the shrill was coming from his own throat. He tried to grab anything but all that he felt was air. He was alone and he was falling.
He slammed against a foundation with a sickening crack and a pain that sprouted from his neck to the rest of his body.
He jumped and his eyes snapped open and he took in a deep breath. He immediately collapsed back onto the gurney because of the agony that ripped through his chest.
"Steve, Steve?" He could hear Kono's calm and cool voice calling his name but he simply didn't have the energy to answer back. Where was he again? He, slowly, opened his eyes again. He was met with familiar dark brown orbs.
"Hey boss, you're ok. We got you, we are on the way to the hospital." She said with a shadow of a smile.
Then everything came to him like a giant, hard smack to his face.
"Danny.." He gasped with a sudden pang of worry and frustration.
"He's alright, boss. Chin is with him in another ambulance. But don't worry about him right now, just worry on getting yourself better." There was something about the tone she used, the sentence sounded empty, shallow. He felt too tired to overthink it. He nodded his head, soon regretting it as it sent a blast of excruciating pain throughout his brain. He winced at the sudden pain but quickly got over it and decided to focus more on staying awake. He had so many questions. Was Danny really ok? Was Kono just lying to him so he could have some peace of mind? Was Danny…dead?
Kono could see the inner turmoil Steve was putting himself through clearly. His eyes spoke the volumes of fretfulness and anxiousness that he had boiling inside of his mind. She got rid of her smile and decided that she needed to be serious with him, she had to tell him the truth. She had to get through to him and her kindness just wasn't working. She put on a hard, stern look, her features intense and solid. She took Steve's head in her hands and looked him straight into his ocean blue eyes. God damn his beautiful eyes, she thought for a moment.
"Steve, listen to me." She said with complete grimness. He met with her eyes and he held her gaze.
"Danny is fine. He is ok, for now. His heart stopped for a moment back at the house but the EMTs were able to bring him back. He is alive." She searched for understanding in his eyes but she just couldn't read him.
"Do you understand?" She asked for her own clarity.
"Yeah, Danny is alive." He responded hardly believing what he and what Kono just said.
Thank God…Danny was alive. Everything seemed to be caving in on him. He could hear Kono talking to him but he couldn't make out what she was saying. Black started to claw at his vision and soon enough he gave into the darkness of his mind.
Kono saw Steve's eyes flutter close, she looked up at his heart monitor. It beeped a bit quickly but other everything seemed in place. She leaned back against the ambulance wall and closed her eyes happy that both of her boys were alive.
~hawaii~five~0~hawaii~five~0~hawaii~five~0~
Chin sat in the lonelier corner of the ambulance letting the EMT work on Danny. The EMT looked Chin precariously. He checked Danny's chest with the stethoscope.
"Hey!" he yelled at the driver "whats our ETA?"
"Uh, 3 minutes." The other hazel eyes EMT responded.
"Try to make that 2, this guy needs to be on a ventilator."
Chin furrowed his brow.
"What's wrong?" Chin asked with a greyish tone, rigor.
"His chest seems really congested and I'm not sure how long he can keep breathing on his own. It's restricting his diaphragm to contract making breathing a lot harder for him." The EMT retorted indifferently. Chin nodded not really sure if he understood. He neared Danny's prone body. He reached out and held Danny's hand.
"You're gonna be ok, you got that?" He said to Danny, like an order.
Danny heard Chin. His voice reverberated in waves through the wall that kept him away from the real world. He felt detached from everything, from his own body. Everything was dark and he couldn't feel a thing. His chest felt as if it was stuffed with cotton, stuffed and incredibly warm. He couldn't think or speak and as much as he wanted to reach out to Chin, he couldn't. The warmth he felt made him think about hugging his beautiful daughter. Kissing her forehead and wishing her everything good. Her smile, her eyes, her everything, thoughts of his daughter gave him this overwhelming will power. A strengthening vibe that touched him to his core, a sudden consuming will to survive, for his daughter, for Grace.
For Grace.
And for Steve. God, he forgot about Steve. He had forgotten about the whole incident and it was now slowly going coming back to him. They had been through hell and back together and he wasn't set on losing this. He needed to come back, he needed to tell Chin to tell Steve that he was ok. With a burst of fiery energy and endurance.
"Chin." He muttered. Chin heard the faint noise that Danny made.
"Looks like he's awake." The emt murmured but Chin wasn't listening to him. His focus was all on Danny.
"Talk to me, Danny."
"Chin." He coughed "Grace?"
"We haven't told her anything, but I'm sure shes ok." Chin responded. Danny nodded his head, now for the question that was really bothering him.
"Steve…Ok?"
"Well, he is doing a lot better than you right now. He is alright." Chin reassured. Danny sighed. Maybe this was all going to be ok.
Yes, maybe it was.
TBC…
Pow, power of Seriousness. I mean did you guys really think I was going to kill off Danny? I would never do that…. I ABSOLUTELY HATE DEATH FICS. Never going to write one. I had a good vibe going on today with mah gangsta rap heheehehe. Anyways, 'Til next time…
-Seriousness
