Warnings: Strong language throughout. Violence; depiction of beating of young adult, Gunshot wound aftermath, improper non-professional doctor patient conduct (doctor is unprofessional when informing family) idk how to tag that really.

Chapter Theme:Major H/C for our OC's, Steve and Danny angst. Worried Danny Williams, Worried Steve McGarrett, Worried Rachel Edwards

Disclaimer: I don't own Hawaii Five-0, or its characters. Only ones I own are the ones I've stated I do (I created Jeff Taylor and his son Dominic), so all the bad guys except for the ringleader Georg Rutherford.

Author Note: Hey part 4 early here yay here you go everyone hope you enjoy.

There will be several flashbacks in this chapter to earlier times in the day. I'll try to make it as clear as I can, and hopefully it's not too confusing.


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Chapter 8 Part 4

Last two lines of the last chapter

Danny swallowed a lump that formed in his throat. "Steve we've got a problem." Danny said down the line trying to quell his rising panic. Silence on the other end was all Danny heard. "Steven!?"

One Hour Later, 0732 Hours. Aloha Beach Summer Camp - Parking Lot, North Shore, Oahu.

"Yeah Danny I'm here. What's the problem?"

"Charlie and I were followed to his summer camp by two guys in a blue sedan. But that's not all Steve, Grace left a note for Rachel, she's gone out surfing with Jake and I have no idea where they could be?"

"Okay Danny don't freak, we'll find them? We don't even know anything bad has happened."

"Steven. Don't tell me to relax, my little girl is possibly out surfing who knows where she could be hurt or...or worse."

"Danny it's early, but not too early people are out surfing at this hour. You've got to calm down for Charlie's sake okay partner."

"How did you even..."

"I pinged your phone babe, you haven't left the North Shore in twenty minutes, I got worried, the teams got a lead in the case. I'm assuming Charlie's still with you."

"Yeah, he is we're coming back to the palace, I'll see you in 30."

"See you than babe. We'll figure this all don't you worry." Steve hung up his phone and slouched back down in his leather backed desk chair.

"You okay bro?" Mary asked.

"I will be Mar. Now I've got to tell you something and I want you to listen fully to me before saying anything okay?"

"Okay...Steve." Mary said slowly, a worried look on her face. Glad her daughter isn't in the room right now.


Present Time - 0822 Hours, PICU - Teen Wing - Patient Room 616, Moanalua, Oahu.

Tristan is just getting back from his walk with his Mom when he sees his dad's friends and teammates Agent Sullivan and Agent Kamaka walking towards his room from the elevator.

Maybe they're finally going to release me from my babysitters. It's bad enough I have nurses coming in and out. I have those two as a constant presence in my room.

"Hi Uncle Sully, Hi Uncle Havi." Tristan calls out to the agents.

"Hey he's up and walking look at you." Lane greets as he and Havi stop at the teens' door before going in so he can catch up to them.

"Yeah, I am it feels good to be up leg is killing me though." Tristan says wiggling the toes of his left foot.

"Well than Tristan I think it's time you take a rest than." His mom advises.

"Mom all I've been doing is laying around, resting it's only been a day and I'm bored. My head doesn't even hurt anymore." Tristan taps on the side of his head. He winces giving himself away. "Okay maybe not at all the way better. Could you see if I could see Dad?" Tristan asks.

Lane and Havika take that as their cue to leave and head into Tristan's to check in with their teammates.

"Morning Agent Santiago, Morning Agent Lahele. You two sleep okay?"

Kali gets up from her spot on the couch, and stretched her arms over her head. "As best as anyone can sleep in the hospital."

"Ditto Sullivan, but a hospital couch isn't so bad, just a few short months ago we were all sleeping on cots in a shipping container in some remote country remember."

"That's true very good point. Have you two eaten yet?"

The younger agents shake their heads no. "Well that won't do." Havika says. "You two go see what you can get from the cafeteria, than come back up here, we'll take over in the meantime."

Brooke knocks on the door jamb of her sons' room not wanting to interrupt the agents if they were talking about work or other important topics. "Can we come in?"

"Oh yes of course sorry Brooke, Tristan have a seat bud before you fall down." Havika walks over to the teen and helps him get situated in the chair next to his bed.

"We were just talking about a shift change after these two have had breakfast." Lane tells Brooke.

"Oh, do you need to go?" Brooke asks Jackson and Kali.

Havika sees the look in the woman's eyes that underlying look of fear. "You're safe here Brooke. You'll be safe with me and Lane watching over you."

"And I hear it won't be much longer that you're stuck in here Tristan. You could be going home tomorrow this time."

"I want to see my dad before I leave, please?"

"Okay, Tristan we'll talk to your dad's doctor okay pal and see what we can do." Havika lets the teen know.

"Thanks Uncle Havi." Tristan opens his arms for a hug which the taller man bends down and leans over to his hug the teen.

Twenty minutes later Kali and Jackson are walking back up to the sixth floor and back into Tristan McGarrett's room.

"Okay that was my CI, he says he's not busy and he'd love to help out his favorite NCIS agent." Jackson hears Agent Sullivan say as he and Kali enter the hospital room.

"What's going on now Agent Sullivan?" Jackson asks the ex-SEAL.

"That was a CI of mine, can't believe I didn't think of him earlier." Lane tells Jackson.

"Well if you and Agent Kamaka have to go we don't mind staying right Kali?"

"No not at all."

Tristan looks crestfallen at that he's really hoping he'd get away from those two. I mean don't get him wrong he knows it's for his own safety, but he doesn't even know why they're really here. It's annoying how adults still treat and see you as a kid even though he's not anymore. No one is telling him anything and it sucks.

"Actually, Kali I could your help talking to my CI, loose the badge and gun, and untuck your shirt, let down your hair." Lane instructs.

"Excuse me?" Kali asks dumbstruck.

"Just do it Kali." Havika tells the young female agent gently. Kali does as she's told and hands over her badge and holster and gun to her partner. She untucks her shirt, and pulls her hair out of her usual high ponytail.

"How do I look now?" Kali asks shaking out her hair from the high ponytail it's been in.

"Just perfect." Lane replies.

"Where are we going?"

"To see a CI of mine he's helped us with a few cases before you two came along. Guy seems to follow me everywhere I go."

"Stalker?" Jackson asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Not quite let's just say Brianna isn't the only one with contacts." Lane tells them.

"Are you sure I shouldn't be armed?" Kali asks slightly worried.

"I'm absolutely positive you don't need to be armed, now let's go we've got a bit of a drive ahead of us." Lane remarks to Kali and waves to Havika and Jackson. Lane stops at the door before he leaves. "Your dad's a strong guy Tristan, you know we're all pulling for him."

"I know, thanks Uncle Sully." Tristan manages a smile and waves as he watches the two agents leave. "So, you two are my babysitters for the day you know any good card games?"


0900 Hours. Ala Moana Bowls Parking Lot - Duke Kahanamoku Lagoon Boardwalk, Honolulu, Oahu.

It's still relatively early in the morning according to island time. Just now people both locals and tourists are starting to descend on the beach. "Time for us to go." Grace calls out to her best friend and secret keeper. Grace grabs up her beach towel and phone.

"Right behind yah Gracie. Too many wave hogs out of here." Jake chimes in carrying his surfboard under his arm. "Thanks again this, it's just what I needed to clear my head."

"No problem Jake, what are best friends for." Grace slings her towel over her shoulder surfboard under her right arm she checks her phone. 10 missed calls 5 voicemails all from her dad, Danno. Uh oh.

"Everything alright Grace?" Jake asks as they both walk towards where Jake had parked his dad's truck in the parking lot. He sees his friend looking down at her phone.

"Yeah, just got a bunch of missed calls from my dad, and a few voicemails too."

Grace and Jake place their surfboards and wet towels in the bed of the truck, Jake checks his phone too. He's got voicemails and missed calls from his mom, and both Uncles. Steve and Danny. His mind goes straight to his dad lying in that hospital bed comatose. Now he feels like shit for leaving his phone off. Well what is he going to do take his phone his non-waterproof phone into the water with him. No way, not after he saved all that money to buy his new phone after his David through his old one out the car window.

"I've got a bunch from my mom and your dad and Uncle Steve. You don't think it's my dad, do you?"

"It's not, I just listened to a voicemail from my mom, apparently, my dad called her asking where I was and my mom freaked out when she saw the note I left her."

"Oh, man I'm sorry Grace I didn't even think of how your mom would react." Jake looks apologetic and runs a hand down his face.

"Don't worry about it Jake I'll call my mom and tell her I'm fine."

"Okay if you're sure."

Grace hovers her hand over the passenger door handle. "Are you okay to drive Jake?"

"Who me, yeah Gracie I'm fine. I'm hungry I'm thinking Loco Moco for a late breakfast."

Grace smiles over the hood of the silver Silverado truck at her friend. "It's like you read my mind I'm starving let's go. Three hours of nonstop surfing leaves a girl hungry. Hope you brought your wallet McGarrett?" Grace laughs and teases lightly as she gets into the passenger seat.

Knowing her Uncle Steve has an affinity of leaving his wallet behind whenever he and Danno go out for drinks or to eat anywhere.

Jake laughs right back and Grace is glad she can bring a smile to her friend's face right now. Jake pulls out his wallet from the center console in the truck and waves it around. "Right here Grace."

"Okay, okay I believe you." Grace hikes herself up into the truck in her short board shorts, bikini top and tank top over that.

Jake hops in the driver's seat in just his board shorts patterned with an island background complete with darkened palm trees. He just grabbed a pair when Grace had come over, he's know just realizing they're the ones his dad got him for his birthday last year.

"Loco Moco here we come, it's like I can smell it already." Jake remarks as he puts the truck in drive and backs out of the parking lot.


0904 Hours. Intersection of Ala Moana Boulevard and Piikoi Street, Honolulu, Oahu.

Jake is sitting at the stoplight of this well-known intersection waiting for the light to turn green drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Grace, can you open that glove box in front of you for me." Jake asks he looks in his rearview mirror once again at the black sedan behind them.

Grace does as her friend asks, and she than asks, as she sees what's inside the glovebox, "Jake why's there a gun in your dad's truck?" Grace only knows what a Glock looks like because it's the gun both her Uncles and her dad carry.

When Grace was a little younger like fourteen Danny showed her, and taught her all about gun safety against her mom's wishes, but Danny despite always wanting to protect his daughter from his evils of world knew that this was something that was necessary.

Grace than a year later went behind her dad's back and got her Uncle Steve to teach her just the basics of shooting. It's not like she was going for any gold medals in sharp shooting or anything.

"This is my dad's primary vehicle of choice when he drives to work, it's supposed to be in a lockbox, but my dad wanted ease of access, and he hardly ever gets stopped by HPD."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense, why'd you have me open it?"

"We've had a tail ever since we left the parking lot. Don't turn around, but can you get a partial plate number maybe?"

Grace leans over out her window like she's wanting to get some fresh and looks at the car behind her. "Yeah H-V-U...I can't get the rest."

"S'okay a partials good."

The two teens haven't even been in the truck for five minutes before Jake's phone rings. "Grace hit that Bluetooth button on my phone, will you?" Grace does and her Uncles' voice immediately comes through the speakers on the center truck intercom.

"Jake where are you bud your Mom has been worried sick about you. And is Grace with you?" Steve asks trying not to sound panicked and worried.

"Yes, Uncle Steve Grace is with me, and we're both fine. I needed to get out so I called Grace she came to my house to pick me up. We went surfing."

"Our phones we left on them on the beach Uncle Steve, we're sorry." Grace inputs. "I'll call my mom right after I promise."

"That's good to hear and I accept your apology Gracie." Steve breathes a sigh of relief they're both okay. Danny and Rachel will be pleased.

"We're just headed to L&L Hawaiian's BBQ to get some Loco Moco than I'll drop Grace off at her mom's."

"Jake wait what about my car it's at your place." Grace remembers looking at her friend. They had taken Jake's dad's truck because her car didn't have a roof rack yet and all of McGarrett vehicles had roof racks for surfboards.

"Grace I think Jake should just take you home after breakfast, you can pick up your car later." Steve suggests.

"Okay Uncle Steve." Grace lets her Uncle know. The light turns green, and Jake eases of the break and hits the gas. It happens so fast, Jake doesn't even realize what's happening until hears Grace scream, "Jake lookout!"

He turns his head to the left and sees the red SUV barreling towards them. And then his head hitting the window, hard blacking out. The thing Jake sees is Grace his friend slumped up against the right side of the truck's passenger door.


0904 Hours. Iolani Palace - Five-0 Headquarters - Main Office Area, Honolulu, Oahu.

Jerry has finally found the connection between Wilkes and all the five members that have been targeted. It's a wonder what a little digging and deep searching will do. He watches from smart table as Steve's on the phone to his nephew leaning on the door jamb of his office.

Steve stays on the line and hears the telltale sounds of crunching metal on metal sounds that are discernibly heard in a car accident.

"Jake! Jacob! Grace! Gracie!" Steve yells down his end of the phone. Steve's face goes pale and he almost drops his phone. The others in the room look up at hearing their leader yell his nephew and niece's names like he has.

"Commander are you okay?" Jerry asks tentatively.

"No Jerry, I need you ping Jake's phone." Steve starts issuing orders.

"On it, Commander."

"Tani, Junior you're coming with me to the crash site, Lou Adam call HPD get them over there." Steve continues.

"What about your sister sir?" Junior asks looking back into the Commander's office where a little six-year-old girl is happily coloring on paper on Steve's desk and Mary is up from her seat and looking worried.

"Tani can you stay here with them? Junior you're still coming with me I've got to call Danny and he's got Charlie with him. I need you to have HPD take Charlie and bring him back here."

"Phone signal puts them at the intersection of Ala Moana Boulevard and Piikoi Street." Jerry informs Steve. Steve dashes back into his office grabbing his keys and runs back out not even giving Mary a chance to ask what's going on.

Mary comes out of her brother's office and asks anyway. "What's going on Steve?"

"Tani?" Steve asks.

"Mary why don't you come sit down and I'll tell you everything."

"No I want to know now."

"Mary, Jake and Grace have been in a car accident." Steve spills out quickly. Already thinking of the fastest route to get to where they are even with lights and sirens. Mary's hand comes up to her mouth in shock.

"Oh, my gosh."

Little Joanie comes out of her Uncles office at the commotion all the grown-ups are making.

"Mommy?" Joanie asks looking at her mom.

Mary bends down and picks her up. "Hey there, munchkin Uncle Steve and his friends have to go now but Ms. Tani is going to stay with us okay."

"Okay, bye Uncle Steve." Joanie waves her little hand at her Uncle. Steve manages a smile for his young niece and waving back with his phone still in his hand. Junior and Steve manage to walk out of the main office to the hall before breaking into a run to get to the elevators.


0908 Hours. Intersection of Ala Moana Boulevard and Piikoi Street, Honolulu, Oahu.

Jake groans as he blinks his eyes open he can feel blood running down from his forehead. That can't be good, and his left leg is throbbing he tries moving it. Yeah yep it's totally pinned in by the caved in door. His left side hurts a bit too and his head, oh god it's pounding something fierce. Jake looks over to his right at Grace, and sees her just opening her eyes as well.

"Grace...you okay?" Jake's voice sounds hoarse and scratchy.

Grace looks over at her friend and sees the blood trickling down his face from a gash on his forehead. "I'm...I'm good. My head hurts a little and my arm's definitely broken." Grace had broken her arm when she was younger and knows how it felt for it to be broken.

"Gr-Grac-Grace...call...call St-Steve." Jake rasps before passing out again.

"Jake...Jake come on stay awake." Grace pleads leaning over to her left and trying to rouse her friend. Bending forward hurts she's can't reach her phone in her bag in the back seat or Jake's which has fallen under the footboard on her side of the truck.

Someone has to have seen the crash, this is one of the busiest intersections in the city even at this time in the morning. Someone has to be coming Danno Uncle Steve somebody. It feels like the minutes drag on before someone's finally wrenching the driver's side door open and off its hinges. Someone's here Grace thinks but wait she doesn't hear sirens.

Grace looks over at her still unconscious friend as a big man in a black t-shirt grabs Jake, under his armpits. Grace knows a good Samaritan when she sees one and this guy is not it. "Hey! What are you doing? Stop!" Grace yells at the man. The man waves a gun in Grace's direction.

"Shut up girlie we don't need you." The man says and as forcefully grabs Jake again and pulls him out of the truck.

The searing white hot pain Jake feels in his leg wakes him up and he looks around as he's now on the asphalt. He's next to his dad's truck two beefy guys standing over him. One holding a gun to his head.

"You gon-gonna use that thing." Jake sasses to the guy with a gun.

"Boss says you was a smart ass. Didn't know you was stupid too." Guy with a gun says.

"Sm-smarter than you, you know who I am?"

"You a mouthy Navy brat we're gonna get rid of." The second guy says.

"How original." Jake tries to get up but the second guy kicks him in the chin knocking Jake's head back onto the hard asphalt. Jake groans in pain.

"Wake up we ain't done with you yet." Gun guy waves the gun around again.

"Ah, how...how cute you gonna get matchin' tattoos?"

The two chuckleheads aren't getting paid enough for this. So, they decide to have a little fun, and start beating on the teen. The second thug gets a few good punches into Jake's abdomen and face, giving him a nice shiner. Jake feels his lip split open with one precise punch to his face.

"Not so tough now are yah kid?" The gun toting guy asks. Jake tries talking, but lips aren't forming the words. He tries getting up, using his elbows, but that's obviously the wrong move a gun wielding idiot shoots him in a panic in the head.

"What'd you do?!" The second guy exclaims.

"He was getting up." The gun wielder says.

"I didn't sign up for this...I'm outta here you're on your own man." The second guy books it and the first guy the shooter listens to the screeching of tires as his accomplice drives away.

Grace hears the crack of a bullet from inside the truck that can't be good. She hopes somehow Jake has gotten the upper hand and shot the guy. Grace makes up her mind right then and there, there's no going back. She's doing this for her friend.

With her non-injured hand, she opens the glovebox and takes out the Sig Sauer P226, the safety's on. It's the same type of gun her Uncle Steve used when he was in the Navy SEALs and she guessed both her Uncles couldn't part with their weapons. Grace checks that it is indeed loaded. Her left hand may not be her dominant hand, but she has to make this work. Grace opens the passenger side doors as quietly as she can and creeps around the front side of the truck.

She sees Jake lying down on asphalt, bleeding from a wound in his head. Jake is shot not the man; the man is standing over Jake it looks like he's freaking out over what he's done.

Grace puts some heat in her voice, trying not to crack. "Hey! Baldy."

Baldy gunman whirls around at the sound of the teenage girls' voice. He's pointing his gun at her the gun that shot her friend. Grace is holding her borrowed gun behind her back.

"What do you want girly you want to end up like your friend here?"

"No, I don't but you are." Grace says boldly and while the man is momentarily stunned and confused Grace brings the gun from her back and aims takes in a breath, and shoots on her exhale just like her Uncle Steve taught her too. The man falls backwards with a resounding thud on the street, blood pouring from the bullet that's now penetrated deep into his brain.

Grace just shot someone for real, a real live person she just shot he's no longer breathing. Adrenaline pumping through her veins Grace tosses the gun to the side under the truck and makes her way over to Jake. Jake's eyes are barely open and she can't see where the bullet struck him exactly there's so much blood. She doesn't know if it's from the beating or shooting the amount of blood that's marring her friends' face. The bruising on Jake's bare abdomen and chest do not look pretty at all. She's not a doctor so she can't tell how bad the bruising really is.

A bystander comes running up over to Grace. An older woman about her mother's age. "Sweetie I've called 911 the ambulances on their way." The kind woman says bending to Grace's kneeling form.

Grace looks up tears in her eyes. "Ambulances?" Grace asks slowly. It isn't until now she looks up and sees the gathered crowd of lookey loos surrounding the horrific accident. The accident she found herself in. It's all rushing back to her and Jake on the asphalt bleeding. She needs to stop the bleeding from wherever it's coming.

"He's bleeding I-I can't find where from, there's so much blood." Grace sobs. The woman is a former nurse and she knows the bleeding wherever it's coming from isn't good.

"Help'll be here soon sweetheart. Help is on the way, let me have a look at your arm okay."

Steve calls Danny on his way to the crash site full lights and sirens. Junior riding shotgun and not commenting on his boss' driving right now.

Danny picks up on the first one ring and he already sounds frantic. Steve's about to push his partner over the edge. "Steve? Steve, have you found Grace is she with Jake?"

"Yes, Danny I have she..."

"Well, where is she? I'll be the palace in twenty, hang on Steve make that twenty-five I'm coming up on accident on Ala Moana Boulevard. It's looks bad. I'll see if I can't find a way around it."

Danny notices that Steve hasn't been talking on the end of the line. "Danny, I called Jake and found out where they were."

"Out with it out Steven? What's going on where are Grace and Jake?"

"They've been in a car accident Danny they were on their way to L&L Hawaiian BBQ for breakfast after surfing." Steve tells his partner. Danny's heart plummets into his stomach. Danny makes a quick U turn an evasive maneuver Steve would call it, and heads back towards the crash site.

By the time, he gets there the four-way intersection is already blocked off and he waves his Five-0 badge out the window. He's glad Charlie is listening to his music and can't hear what comes out of Danny's mouth. "Five-0 my daughter's here let me through." Danny demands. One of the traffic collision officers waves the sleek black Camaro through the barricade.

Danny can see the blue Silverado parked a few away on the inside of the barricade as well. Danny's out of his car before he can even think to look back, he does look back. He leans back into his car and gets Charlie's attention. "Charlie buddy hey I want you to stay in the car okay." Danny tells his son.

"Danno why'd we stop? We're not at your work yet?" Charlie looked around curiously. their car stopped in the middle of interaction and he can see red blue flashing lights and two red ambulances. "Danno? What's happening? Where's Gracie?" Charlie asks his little mind already racing and thinking all sorts of bad things. He remembers when his sister got hurt before in a car.

"I don't know buddy but I'll find out I promise. Charlie, I need you to promise Danno you'll stay in the car no matter what okay?"

Charlie looks up and into his Daddy's blue eyes. "I promise Danno."

"Thank you buddy. I'm going to go find someone to find out what's going on." with that Danny leaves and rushes over towards where he sees Steve and Junior getting out of the Silverado.

"Steve's what's going on what do we know?" Danny asks, now away from Charlie he fully lets himself go. All the emotions he's feeling coming to the surface. Images of that night when Rachel shows up at his house to tell him about Grace. Going to the accident site frantic and not knowing what's going on if his little girl's going to be okay.

"Nothing yet Danny I'm sorry." Steve starts moving towards one of the ambulances. Danny follows behind him, at a quick pace. He can't believe this is happening again he can't lose his baby girl.

The back of the ambulances is opened and a gurney is being lifted into each ambulance. "Commander, Detective what are you doing here?" One of the paramedics asked clearly not recognizing the patient in his care.

"Those are kids in the back of those ambulances." Steve says without a second thought.

"Steve, Charlie's still in my car." Danny says. Steve waves over Junior who is standing a few feet away.

"Junior go over to Danny's Camaro, I want you to explain to Charlie as best you can what's going on and bring him to the hospital, to Tripler."

"Of course, boss." Junior tells Steve and runs off towards Danny's Camaro.

"Sirs I hate to interrupt but we need to go now." One paramedic says with urgency in his voice. The paramedic in the back of Jake's ambulance Steve realizes.

Steve and Danny look at each other and have some sort of silent conversation with their eyes. Each man gets into the ambulance with their respective child, and hold their hands. All the while whispering words of soothing comfort. The ambulance doors shut with a slam and both Grace and Jake are whisked off to the hospital.


0933 Hours. Tripler Army Medical Center - ER, Moanalua, Oahu.

"Eighteen-year-old male first car accident victim, GSW to the head, severe abdominal pain and bruising, crushed left leg upon extrication, BP 90/60 and holding. Breathing equal and steady, in and out of consciousness. Regained consciousness and remained conscious on the ride over." One paramedic reads out to the ER docs about Jake's injuries.

Steve is running beside his nephews gurney and then stops at hearing the GSW to the head. He's been in a car accident how'd he get shot in the head. That's scares Steve beyond belief how is his nephew alive still let alone breathing normally. Steve resumes his jogging pace with the gurney and is surprised when he doesn't get stopped at the waiting room.

"Seventeen-year-old female second car accident victim, abdominal seat belt abrasions, possible concussion, broken left arm, BP steady and holding. Talkative and pupils equal and reactive." The senior paramedic treating Grace reads off to the ER doctors. Her father Danny Williams running next to the gurney.

"Danno's right here Gracie baby I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." Danny tells Grace as she's wheeled into a treatment room next to Jake's.

"Danno? My arm hurts." Grace says weakly.

"I know baby girl don't worry the doctor's will fix you right up." Danny reassures Grace. The doctor shoes Danny out of the treatment room, and he backs into Steve who's also been shown out of Jake's room. "Sorry Steve."

"I don't know if I can handle this Danny, he's the third McGarrett within 48 hours to end up in this hospital I don't like this."

"Me neither babe, but we don't know if the accident is related to the case. It could be just that an accident." Danny tells Steve as they go to sit in the waiting room. "I'm going to call Rachel let her know. Look out for Charlie and Junior, will you?" Danny asks.

How could it Danno? How could it? Jake was shot my brother's son was shot. How can that be accidental?

"Of course, Danny." Steve says and sits down heavily in one of the waiting room chairs. If he ever gets out of this nightmarish cycle of sitting and waiting he'll take Danny up on that vacation offer to go to The Big Island for a whole month just the two of them. No phone calls, no distractions, just the two of them. They could both use a vacation. They haven't had one since their honeymoon in Maui.

Danny walks back into the waiting room ten minutes later followed by Junior and Charlie. "Rachel's on her way." Danny informs Steve who just nods. While Danny is out calling Rachel, Steve has also called Brooke and told her he'd found Jake and what has happened. She of course insists on coming down like she had with Scott, but Steve insists moreso that Tristan needs her more plus she had three other boys to look after as well. Even though Steve knows Wyatt, Cooper and David are perfectly happy playing video games in the teen sibling lounge in the PICU wing.

"Danno is Gracie going to be okay?" Charlie asks his Dad no doubt remembering the last time his big sister was in the hospital and hurt.

"I'm sure your big sister will be just fine. You know how strong she is." Danny tells his son. He can't get the image of the dead man out of his head and the gun under the truck. What his little girl must have had to do. He can't imagine it. He doesn't know anything yet, it could have been Jake who shot the guy. The guy could have had a partner and the partner shot the guy. It's all just speculation. What's most important right now is his daughter and her condition.

Danny must have been thinking for a lot longer than he thought because Rachel's high-pitched British accent breaks him out of his thoughts. "Daniel Daniel answer me where's my daughter where's Grace?"

"Rachel?" Danny asks in his haze confused voice.

"Yes, Daniel it's me, your ex-wife, where's Grace?" Rachel asks again. Steve sees his partner struggling to speak so Steve answers for him.

"Rachel, we know as much as you do right now, which isn't much both Grace and Jake were hurt, and the doctors are examining them both to find the full extent of their injuries." Steve makes sure to stress the word both as in two children when he speaks. It's not just Grace that is hurt it's his nephew too.

"Thank you, Steven, but I wasn't asking you. I was asking Daniel?"

"Well Daniel's right here, Rachel, and I'm feeling exactly the same as you are, we both sat in that waiting room at King's last year remember." Danny reminds his ex.

Rachel seems to calm down briefly at that and then looks at Charlie. "Come along Charlie why don't you and I see what we can get to eat in the cafeteria hmm."

"But Mommy, I want to stay with Danno?" Charlie whines.

"Charles please come with me." Rachel pleads, not wanting her son to have to wait around in the ER waiting room.

"Okay Mommy." The boy sounds dejected and sad. Before Rachel can whisk him off out of the waiting room Danny stops her.

"Hey Charlie why don't you ask Mommy to go to the gift shop and you can pick something out for your sister and Jake huh, I'm sure they'd like whatever you pick out." Danny suggests leveling his ex with a look over his son's head.

"Mommy, can we?" Charlie asks looking up at his mother.

"Of course, we can sweetheart, let's go, shall we?" Charlie gladly takes his mother's hand and walks out of the ER waiting room.

"She's just as worried as you are babe, she...she just has a different way of showing it. I guess." Steve tries to tell Danny before he can go off into a tyrannical rant about his ex-wife and her behavior.

"Yeah right she does." Danny says as he tries not to sound bitter. Danny sits down as Steve turns to Junior who's sitting down in one of the chairs looking like he needs something to do.

Steve turns to the younger SEAL, "Junior why don't you call Tani and give her a sitrep, and then get me a sitrep on the case. I think Jerry had a breakthrough with Wilkes' laptop I want to know everything he knows."

"Can do sir. Anything else you want me to do?"

"You don't need to sit around here go work the case with the others."

"Actually sir, not that I'm not going to do what you said, but I think the others plus a few out of town helpers have the case covered."

"Junior what are you talking about?" Steve asks just as his phone rings. Steve excuses himself from the conversation and heads outside the ER into the hallway.

"McGarrett." Steve answers automatically.

"That how you still answer the phone even to an old friend brah." Chin Ho Kelly's voice comes through Steve's phone's speakers.

"Chin Ho Kelly well aren't you a sight for eh I mean it's great to hear from you." Steve replies.

"You to brah, Lou says you and Danny have had a rough few days." Chin says.

"Yeah you could say now you're the only person I'd say this to, not even Danny knows, but I'm starting to think the McGarrett brother curse is real."

"Nah brah, you and everyone just caught a rough case, but I'm sure with mine and Kono's help we can solve it, it'll be like old times."

"Chin? Where exactly are you right now?" Steve asks.

"At HQ with Kono, I've got to tell you it feels out to be wearing a visitors badge when we both used to work here."

"You're going to help with the case?"

"Yes, Kono and I are Lou called us yesterday and filled us in said you could use the extra man power, what with a nephew and your brother in the hospital. You need to focus on family, your place right now is there with them."

"Mahalo Chin really, I owe you and Kono big time. What about Abby and Sarah are they okay?"

"They're good I told them not to worry, my team in San Francisco is good and can handle themselves while I'm gone."

"That's good I'm glad when this is all over we should all get together for a barbecue at my place, like old times."

"I'll hold you to that Steve, and remember your brothers' strong and so is his son he'll get through this whatever it is." Chin says, and suddenly Steve comes crashing back to reality and where he is. "I've got to go Steve, but Lou or I'll keep you and Danny updated."

"Mahalo again, Aloha."

"Aloha."

Steve hangs up his phone and two times in as many years Steve is greatly and extremely thankful for the Ohana he has in his life. Steve is just heading back into the ER waiting room when Danny runs up to him a huge smile on his face.

"Danny, you okay babe. What's with the face?"

"Me Steven I don't have faces you have faces I have a tone remember. Grace is going to be fine. Mild concussion, mild skin abrasions and bruising across her chest where the seatbelt sat, and a broken right arm from when she was slammed into the door on impact. She's going to be just fine."

"That's great news Danny. Will she have to stay overnight?" Steve asks. He knows most concussion patients have to stay overnight for observation. He knows countless times he's stayed overnight, and other times he's signed himself out AMA and just had Danny look after him. Though it's different with Grace she's seventeen a minor she can't do that.

Rachel answers Steve this time. "No, the doctor's say it's our choice since Daniel here has spent so much time here in the past two days her doctor is saying she can come home and recuperate there. I want here to say the night though."

"Rachel Grace'll be fine at home, you and Stan aren't going anywhere today, Grace'll be fine at home, she wants to go home." Danny tells her.

"She's been in a car accident Danny!"

"Mommy, stop yelling at Danno, Gracie's not badly hurt." Charlie pipes up.

"Charlie bud why don't we go sit over there and you can show me what you bought Gracie and Jake huh." Steve asks his young nephew.

"Okay Uncle Steve." Charlie bounds over to where Junior is sitting and begins telling the other man what he bought his sister and her friend.

"If Grace wants to go home she can Rachel, like I said you and Stan aren't going anywhere it's a concussion and a broken arm, she was worse off last year."

"I'm-I'm sorry Daniel I just want what's best for her."

At this statement, Danny blows his top. He's been holding it in, but he can't anymore. "And you think I don't! I was there I was at the scene you weren't I trust what the doctors' say you should too!" Danny's heaving and huffing and waving his hands about. He can't believe what he's hearing.

"Do I need to call security in here." A receptionist asks as she watching shorter blond man yelling at the woman in front of him.

"No!" Both Rachel and Danny yell.

"Family of Jacob McGarrett." A man calls coming out from the ER into the waiting room.

"Danny why don't you take Charlie with you and Rachel to go see Grace I'm sure she's asking for you." Steve suggests.

"Will you be okay Steve."

"I'll be good partner go see our girl." Steve smiles at Danny for Charlie sake. Rachel looks at Steve a bit odd at hearing the other man call her daughter his girl. But she knows the relationship between her ex and the Commander has always been different. I mean they are a married couple now. It's still odd to her to see her ex-husband happy with another person that's not her another man at that. Once the three of them are gone he turns back to the doctor who called his nephews' name.

"I'm family of Jacob McGarrett." Steve turns to the young-looking doctor and he's already getting this vibe off the man that he doesn't like. Hopefully that doesn't transcend into his nephew's care.

"Man, that kid is messed up. I've never seen someone as messed up as he is. I mean talk about parental negligence. Did the parent's just not care about him and beat him or what? A busted leg kid's probably not gonna walk ever again. No girl would ever want to date him after what happened to his face."

Steve can't believe what he's hearing, he must not be hearing this young doctor right. He can't be talking about Jake like this. He wants to throttle this young punk doctor. He's clenching and unclenching his fists. Junior's up and over to Steve's side in a flash.

"Sir, whatever your thinking won't help anyone, won't help your nephew." Junior tells Steve carefully.

"I'm thinking I want to want to throttle this 'doctor'" Steve growls fingering his holster threatening glaring at the punk doctor.

"Oh, man I'm not a doctor, I'm a med student."

Before Steve can respond to this newly titled medical student, another man with salt and pepper spiked and styled hair in regulation haircut comes out. The older man probably in his late forties comes out and walks straight over to Steve.

"I'm so sorry for this med student's behavior Commander, Captain Ethan Willis." The Army Captain shakes the Commander's hand. He then turns to the idiot med student. "I told you to get the family of the patient NOT to tell them ANYTHING about the patient's condition. Go home now." The Captain orders in the midst of the crowded waiting room.

"But-but..."

"Did I stutter kid get outta here you're lucky I don't have you pulled from the program." Willis barks. Captain Willis turns back to his patient's family member, and addresses him in a much calmer voice. "Commander your nephew is critical. He hit the back of his head on the asphalt it didn't case any bleeding, but he's got a severe concussion as he did lose consciousness several times. The biggest injury he sustained is the was shot to the head he took. The bullet didn't penetrate the skull but it did fracture the skull, and caused several small slivers of bone to penetrate into the brain, causing it to bleed. We are taking him up to surgery to try and remove the bone slivers to stop the bleeding. I've also called for a pediatric orthopedic surgeon to see what can be done about his left leg, it was quite mangled when the paramedics got to him."

"What-what about the bruising on his body?" Steve asks pictures of a bloodied and bruised Jake flashing through his mind.

"Jake has also been beaten severely. By the look of the fresh bruises I would say it happened before he got shot. Though it seems to have only been a short amount of time minutes perhaps in which the beating took place. It has however caused some internal injuries that will be taken care of during his surgery The superficial wounds on his face and his split lip will heal in time."

"Can I see him? His mom is up in the PICU with her oldest son right now. I'm Jake's Uncle. His father is in a coma."

"Yes, I heard of the Master Chief's condition, yes you may see him he's talking and he's asking for you Commander. A nurse will come in shortly to prep Jacob for surgery."

"He prefers Jake." Steve informs Willis.

"I'll remember that Commander thank you. If you have any questions before Jake goes to surgery feel free to have a nurse page me."

"Thank you, Captain." Steve follows Captain Willis to Jake's treatment room where he is indeed sitting up in his bed and looking relieved when he sees his Uncle standing there.


0952 Hours. Tripler Army Medical Center - ER, Treatment Room 4, Moanalua, Oahu.

"Hi there Jake I heard you were asking for me." Steve greets his nephew lying in a treatment bed. Much like his brother was yesterday. At least he knows there'll be no waiting around for Jake, or much waiting.

"Uncle Steve how's- how's Grace?"

"Grace is going to be just fine Jakey boy. Just a mild concussion and a broken right arm. Danny Rachel and Charlie are in with her now getting her arm casted."

"Good, did she tell you Danny about the plate number and the car?"

"What plate number bud. Of the car that hit you?" Steve wonders.

"No, no, the one that followed us, Gracie got a partial plate you gotta run it Uncle Steve."

"Someone followed you guys?" Steve asks in disbelief.

"Yeah, blue sedan she got the plate number did I tell you that."

"You did Jake and you and Gracie did really good. Now you just focus on you and the doctors'll fix you up." Steve can't help but look at Jake's head where a bullet has lodged itself. His face has been cleaned up as best as can be done now before surgery, and he's got seven stitches in his forehead. He must have hit his head on the steering wheel at some point or on something else in the truck.

"Thanks Uncle Steve. Will you tell Grace I'm okay? I'm sure she's worried. She wanted to drive you know. On a count of me being emotionally compromised with Dad being how he is and everything. I told her I was fine."

"You saved her and her parents from a world of emotional turmoil you know that right Jake?"

"I know it's it's what friends, what Ohana do for each other Uncle Steve. Oh, look my nurse." Jake exclaims as he sees a woman in digital camo patterned scrubs carrying a gown and paper boxer like shorts.

Than it dawns on Steve his nephew is still only in his boardies and boxers underneath, and he's going to need help changing into the hospital provided gown. Steve also realizes that his nephew is probably on some good pain relief drugs right now. By how he's talking.

"Good Morning Commander, Jake how are you feeling right now."

"Really good your pretty." Jake says with a lopsided grin on his face. Yep he's totally doped up on painkillers for his leg.

"Why thank you Jake. I have your lovely gown here for you to change into and I'll be taking you down to pre-op for your surgery, Commander you can follow along with us."

"Uncle Steve I'm nakey I don't gots underwear on." Jake whisper yells at his Uncle and looks back at the pretty red headed nurse.

Steve looks back at the pre-op nurse with a slightly embarrassed look. "Don't worry Commander we see this all the time, I'll just pull the curtain and you can help Jake her get dressed just call out when you're done."

Steve gives her a thankful nod and then watches her leave drawing the curtain as she does so. Steve turns to his nephew now sitting up in bed and looking at where the nurse has gone. "Where pretty lady go Uncle Steve?"

"She'll be back bud just got to get you dressed first. Now come on let me help you sit up and we can get those shorts off you." Steve helps Jake balance on his one good leg and shimmy out of his boardies. Seven minutes later Jake is all dressed in his navy-blue paper boxers and cotton hospital gown it's blue and has smiling pineapples on it. Oh, Steve's totally getting a picture of Jake in a pediatric gown. He's surprised they have gowns for teens with Jake's height. He's taller than Steve's own 6 '1.

"All ready to go there Jake?" The pre-op nurse asks.

"Yep."

"Alright hop on your ride." The nurse pats the gurney. Steve helps Jake onto the gurney the two adults don't actually want Jake to hop up he'd hurt himself if he did.

Steve walks beside his nephew all the way to the doors where he can't go through. There he's met by Brooke who leans down and kisses her son on his forehead saying that she loves him and she'll see him when he wakes up. Steve gives his nephew a manly fist bump saying he'll see him when he wakes up and he can have whatever he wants to eat on him.

"Where are the boys?" Steve asks conversationally as he and Brooke walk to the OR waiting room.

"They know about Jake and Grace, and Tristan's up and out of bed with his helpers, and in the teen lounge with his brothers. Being a normal teenager like he should be despite the circumstances." Brooke bites out.

"Whoa hey Brooke you think all this is my fault that all of this." He gestures around the halls having not actually made it to the waiting area yet. "Is all my fault."

"If you had been watching Scott like you were supposed to and actually put your foot down, he wouldn't be in his current situation. My son, my Jake my sweet little boy was shot tell me, tell me how that happens in a car accident. I know it wasn't a stray bullet. Someone's targeting my family and I want to know who Steve? Is it one of your numerous enemies or Scott's. You know I never wanted him to join NCIS."

"You, you didn't?" Steve asks.

"No of course not I was perfectly fine with him staying in the SEALs at least than I knew I didn't know where he was, and knew the risks, that I could lose him over there."

Steve can kind of see where Brooke is going with this rant. "But you never expected the possibility of losing him here at home." Steve realizes and then he's got an arm full of his crying sister in law.

"No...I...didn't and I can't, I don't know what I'll do I can't be who I am doing what I do and be a single parent." Brooke says between sobs. "He could've chosen any job, hell he could have been teaching at Pearl or-or there are about six different safe jobs I can think of that he could've applied for with his skills."

"I can't imagine how hard for you this is, but..."

"If you say this is what SEALs or Team guys do, I'm going to lose it Steven." Brooke levels her brother in law with a death glare all her own. Steve knows she's serious because she hardly ever uses his full name.

"No that's not what I was going to say at all, I know this hard on you being on the other side of it, just watching these things happen, but Scott took an oath when joined NCIS, and I know he'll fight with every last breath he has. Jake is just like his old man, he's young and healthy and he'll pull through surgery. You'll see."

"Mahalo Steve, that's right, isn't it it means thank you."

"Yes, it does, your welcome Brooke. Do you want me to call anyone for you?"

"No, Steve I'm okay now I needed that, I'm sure you want to go see Grace and you've probably got the case to check up on you go I'm fine."

"Hey that's my line."

"Go Steve."

"I'm going I'm going."


1019 Hours. Intersection of Ala Moana Boulevard and Piikoi Street, Honolulu, Oahu.

Sergeant Duke Lukela gets the call about car accident an hour ago involving two of Five-0's own family and he immediately sends the traffic collision officers out to the scene. He's coordinating with the rest of the Five-0 members to look over the scene.

Junior is the one who finds the gun under the partially destroyed silver Silverado. "Eric over here. I found a weapon." Junior picks it up with his gloved hands and examines the gun, it's the same make and model that he and Steve use. Could the dead man have been a SEAL too or just known the right place to get the gun?

Eric Russo Five-0's resident forensic scientist, takes the gun from Junior in his own gloved hands and bags it up in an evidence bag. "I'll get this back to the lab, see if I can pull any prints off it." Eric tells Junior.

Over with Chin and Kono they're looking over a set of tire tracks leading away from the scene. "This isn't adding up cuz'" Chin is telling Kono as she's bent down to further examine the tracks.

"I know Chin, this doesn't smell like just a car accident from what Lou told us and what's been happening."

"The dead assailant who attacked Jake must have had a partner." Chin starts.

"Than something goes wrong, and the partner shoots the assailant and flees leaving the assailant with Jake and Grace."

"The driver that T-Boned the truck was dead on impact, Noelani is still doing the autopsy and will get back to us. I'm thinking the SUV came out of nowhere, and then the sedan came after pulled Jake out resulting in his injuries."

"Jake and Grace were targeted, it coming together why else would someone shoot a perfectly healthy active teenager?"

"We can't come to conclusions, yet until we have all the evidence, this looks just like an unfortunate car accident right now" Chin tells his younger cousin. Chin knows Steve and Danny aren't going to like that answer.


1024 Hours. Undisclosed Location, Oahu.

"You weren't supposed to fatally shoot the boy, just wound him and then take him and the girl." Rutherford tells the henchmen Dobbins.

"Boss I didn't shoot him, that was Murray he freaked when the kid was getting up. We were following them as you said than this car comes out of nowhere and hits them."

"I don't care who's at fault, we have no leverage now. Now we'll never get Agent McGarrett."

"Sir Agent McGarrett is dead."

"What!" Rutherford explodes in anger. "What do you mean? Was it Wilkes?"

"No sir, we heard around the hospital he's in a coma, and I had this one cousin once got hit by car straight on, and he landed in a coma never woke up. We pulled the plug on him."

Rutherford realizes at this very moment while he has numerous other fighters he can use his two prized fighters are no longer in his reach. There's only one thing he can do, call Calvin McManis and get him to get rid of his problem, Wilkes once and for all.

"Sir, what-what do you want us to do now?"

"Go back to the compound check on our fighters." Rutherford orders his men.

Sometimes one just had to do things on their own. If you want something done right, you had to do it yourself. Rutherford strides out of the room, a clear destination in mind. Maybe there is a way he can still salvage this mess that used to be a fine well pristine operation of his. From the looks of things, they all still don't know where he is, he has one last shot to get what he wants he just hopes it'll work.


0900 Hours, 1 Hour Earlier, 4577 Kāhala Avenue, Sokolov Residence, Honolulu, Oahu.

"Well he was a real charmer." Kali commented as she and Lane got back in there in front of the Sokolov residence.

"He's got a daughter a few years younger than believe it or not. ATF agent actually works right here on the island, she was a Chicago P.D. homicide detective before she went federal, but she can definitely hold her own in a fight."

"You've got the hots for your CI's daughter." Kali looked into Lane's hazel eyes.

"I do not Agent Lahele I'm gay remember. The good news is we got a location on Rutherford and we can move on him soon."

"I can call Chin Ho Kelly, and tell him what we've got he and his cousin flew in last night to help seeing as Commander McGarrett is otherwise indisposed with Agent McGarrett." Kali offered.

"No, we don't need to do that. We've got a location Kali we can go in ourselves the six of us." Lane said matter of factly.

Kali looked at her pseudo temporary boss incredulously. "Are you crazy, you heard what Sokolov said it's like Fort Knox in that compound. It's a suicide mission." Kali exclaimed losing her cool.

"I've broken into places more fortified than that with less time and equipment." Lane retorted.

"Forgive me for saying so Agent Sullivan this isn't a SEAL mission, we can't go in halfcocked and hope for the best. I'm not losing anymore teammates. Or have you forgotten three of our own are in the hospital two of them clinging to life right now."

Okay that may have been a low blow on Kali's part but she had to get through to him somehow, they were all hurting not just him. Did it make a difference that two of her teammates partners were in hospital and her and Jackson had managed to remain unharmed? No, it didn't. The only reason that was because they were on protection detail at the hospital. It could've been any of them that got hurt. At least that's what she thought.

"You think just because not all of us are SEALs or have military training that we're not up to the task that we can't handle what we're going to go into. Someone once told me a very smart someone I thought, once told me, that "We do this as a team or not at all" everything we face, every call out every case we face together as a team as a unit or we don't do it at all. It's one for all and all for one."

Kali turned and looked at the window at the expansive expensive property in front of her. Lane stayed quiet.

"Sometimes." Lane said after a while. "People keep secrets for a reason. To protect others, sometimes people keep secrets because they're afraid of who they're keeping the secret from will find out."

Kali turned back to Lane in his driver's seat, keys still in the ignition as she looked at him confused. "I'm sorry Agent Sullivan I'm not following you." Kali said.

"The guys the men I would lay down my life for without a second thought are keeping something from me. Two of my best friends are keeping something from me, and one's preoccupied with our boss and the other is in a coma and I may never get to ask what I need to." Lane punched the steering wheel horn as if to emphasize his anger. The long beep of horn sounding all around the car.

"Maybe I should drive Agent Sullivan." Kali suggested. Lane wordlessly got out of the driver's seat as Kali got out of the passenger seat and they switched seats. "Maybe maybe it's like you said maybe it's a secret they don't want you to know maybe they're protecting you." Kali said quietly as she looked over at her teammate one last time before she turned the key in the ignition and started the car as they headed back to the hospital.


1100 Hours. Tripler Army Medical Center - ER, Treatment Room 2, Moanalua, Oahu.

Grace is hungry she really wants food, but she doesn't feel like eating. Not when her friend's in surgery. Danny had gone out and got an update just that her friend is in surgery and that's all the doctors can tell them. Regulations and all that.

"Grace honey aren't you hungry are sure you don't want anything from the cafeteria." Rachel asks her daughter for the fifth time.

"I'm fine Mom!" Grace yells at her mother. Charlie looks up from his new book his mom has bought him at his sister's yell. He'd never heard his sister yell at their Mom before.

"Grace Elizabeth-" Rachel starts, before Danny cuts her off.

"Rachel why don't you take Charlie home he doesn't need to wait around here anymore." Danny tells Rachel.

"Daniel."

"Rachel, please take Charlie and go and I'll take to Grace."

Rachel nods at her ex and takes her son's hand and the two head out of the room. Once they're gone, Danny moves over to his daughter on the bed. Grace is sitting up with her knees to her chest in a borrowed pair of hospital sweats and a t-shirt that's a size too big. Her casted right arm lay on her knee. "Grace, do you want to tell me why you yelled at your Mom?" Danny asks.

"I'm scared Danno, Jake he-he told me what happened to his dad yesterday that's why he called me this morning he couldn't take being here any longer and just waiting. And now, now the shoes on the other foot. We're the ones I'm the one waiting for him."

Steve is walking back from the cafeteria to the ER to Grace's room when he hears his niece talking. He steps into the room. "You know Grace Jake told me what you did."

"He he did?" Grace hiccuped. She's shaking now and rocking slightly back and forth. "He told you I shot the guy?"

"What!" Both Steve and Danny exclaim in utter shock. Danny doesn't want to be right but he is. His daughter who is not so much his little girl in appearance, but always in his heart had shot the man fatally who had shot her friend. "Oh, Gracie baby I'm so sorry you had to do that." Danny wraps his daughter in a tight hug and doesn't let go. Steve comes up on Grace's injured right side and hugs her just a little more gracefully. But nonetheless loving and caring.

Grace sniffs and wipes the tears from her eyes. "I shot him Danno, I had to he was going to kill Jake. shoot him-him again and kill him. I couldn't let that happen."

Steve pulls back from his niece and looks at her in her tear streaked brown eyes. There's no doubt in his mind that that's man's face will be haunting Grace for quite some time. His first enemy KIA still does at times too. Same with Danny. "Gracie, you did so good, better than good. There aren't words for how proud we both are of you. You were so brave and you didn't hesitant you did what you knew would save your friend."

"Uncle Steve's right Grace, that was a very adult thing to do. You know half of HPD officers go their whole careers without once firing their service weapon."

"I know that Danno you told me I just did what Uncle Steve taught me, I remembered my breathing and I squeezed the trigger, then I tossed it."

The teams probably found the gun by now. I'll call Eric and let him know. Scott's gun was registered, and Grace's fingerprints are going to show up on the gun."

"I'm not going to get in trouble, am I?" Grace looks between her father and Uncle.

"No Grace not at all, if anything does come of it, we'll say it was self-defense which it was in my eyes."

"In mine too, Grace clearly feared for her life and the life of her friend." Steve agrees.

"Do you think you can eat something now Grace, Steve told me that Jake said you were going to get breakfast when it all happened."

"We were, and yes please, Danno."

Danny gets up to leave the room. "No sit down Danno I'll go and get it you stay here with Grace, and maybe see about getting her discharged she's been here two and a half hours already."

Danny dutifully sits back down next to Grace and rubs soothing circles on her back. "Jake'll be okay Monkey."

"There was so much blood Danno." Grace is sobbing again.

Steve is back with a take-out bag from L&L Hawaiian Barbeque within twenty minutes and is walking back into Grace's treatment. Outside food isn't allowed but the doctors know that certain patients always manage to sneak in food for their friends or colleagues.

"Is that Loco Moco I smell Steven? I hope you bought enough for two?" Danny questions.

"As if I wouldn't get you something too." Steve holds out the bag and Danny takes it graciously and sniffs the bag. "Love you partner."

"Love you too babe."

"Love you Uncle Steve and thank you."

"Your welcome Grace, so are docs gonna spring you yet?"

Danny stops eating for a moment and waves around some papers with his right hand. "Got her discharge papers right here and her hospital personal effects bag right here." Danny points to a clear hospital bag with Grace's bikini and shorts and tank top in it.

Grace almost chokes on her food at hearing her dad. "My phone our phones they were in the truck. Is...is there any way we can get them back. Uncle Scott's gonna be upset about his car."

"I'm sure we can find a way to get your phones back and your surfboards too they aren't evidence it shouldn't be too hard." Steve tells his niece.

Steve's phone rings and he steps to the side to answers it. "Brooke, how is he?"

"I told the doctor to wait until you got up here, so get up here Steve."

"Aye aye ma'am" Steve can just see Brooke shaking her head in his mind's eye. "I'll be there soon." Steve hangs up the phone. "That was Brooke the doctor said Jake's out of surgery and Brooke's waiting for me to go up there so he can tell us more."

"Keep us posted Steve?"

"Yes, I will Danny I'll call you I'm sure Grace wants to get out of here, I'm glad you're going to be okay Gracie." Steve's out the treatment room and dashing off to the OR floor waiting room hoping, and yes praying for good news.

Steve takes the stairs two at a time up the three flights of stairs it takes to get the OR floor and takes a few turns sharper than he should to the waiting area.


1122 Hours. Tripler Army Medical Center - OR Floor, Quiet Room, Moanalua, Oahu.

For the second time in two days both Brooke and Steve find themselves in the OR floor quiet room. Though this time the doctor's quickly assured them that Jake has made it through surgery.

"We figured the head of the ER and Hawaii's elite task force leader didn't need nor want an audience." Major Willis assures the two fellow military officers.

"How is he?" Brooke asks. "How's my son?"

"He's young and fit and he handled the surgery a lot better than I expected, I think he has a good chance of recovery." Major Willis starts off. "The surgery went well," he reassured them. "It was a complicated surgery, but I'm happy with the result. I had to perform a craniotomy to relieve the pressure on his brain from Jake smacking his head on the asphalt I'm surprised he didn't crack his skull open. So, his head will be heavily bandaged. I was able to stop the internal bleeding in his abdomen without any problems, although I did have to do a partial splenectomy."

This is where the pediatric orthopedic surgeon steps in, "His left leg gave me a little more difficulty, the bones had shifted and pierced blood vessels and nerves when he was forcefully pulled from the truck. I was able to repair the damage and it is highly unlikely the damage to his nerves are permanent. I inserted a rod to stabilize the tibia and we realigned the fibula. Because the fractures were close to the knee, I immobilized his leg in a cast from his toes up to his hip, now it's not a Spica cast you don't have much to worry about. It's just a very long leg cast. Now I didn't actually apply the cast an orthopedic technician put your son and nephew in a cast. Now he wasn't awake when he was put in the cast he was still under anesthesia but I think you'll appreciate keeping the color in the family."

"What's his prognosis Major?" Brooke asks.

"He has quite a recovery ahead of him, but I'm quite confident that he'll fully recover. Like my colleague said Jake is young fit and healthy. Kids always bounce back much faster than adults in these types of scenarios."

Steve and Brooke let out a collective sigh of relief. "When can we see him?" Steve asks.

"Both of you can see him we'll allow it since his father is unable to be there."

It seems word has traveled fast since yesterday about the three federal agents that were brought in from the Ala Moana shopping center shooting. This hospital is staffed by both civilians and military personnel and civilians are always chattier.

"When can we see him Major?" Brooke stresses the when.

"Once he's in recovery. He's just being wheeled out of the OR and into the PACU now." Major Willis tells the mother of five.

She already has one son in the PICU, she honestly got really lucky with her second oldest. He'll be in a lot of pain, when he wakes so that's just enough of a justification for his surgeons to put him in the PICU. If their patient ends up being in the room next to his brother, the surgeons don't know how that happened.

"Only for a couple of minutes. He's now in recovery, the PACU nurse just informed me he's in a bed, we're just waiting for him to wake up. I want to keep him there for observation. All in all, Jake is a very lucky young man."

"Mahalo doctors for everything." Steve tells the doctors as a wave of relief washes over him.


1130 Hours. Tripler Army Medical Center - PACU Post Anes Care Unit, Moanalua, Oahu.

Walking past several curtained cubicles, Steve and Brooke follow Major Willis, he'd be Jake's primary attending physician to the cubicle closest to the nurse's desk. The doctor pulled the curtain back and both adults froze for a moment shocked at the sight of the young man who lay on the gurney within. Jake is unrecognizable, his head enveloped with bandages Major Willis told them this, but it was still a bit shocking. His face swollen and bruised from the beating. The heart monitor beeped quietly on a table on the other side.

"I'll leave you two to it. He should wake soon, there's no need or cause to worry." Major Willis leaves with a smile on his face to check on another patient.

Steve finds himself on the right side of his nephew and Brooke sitting on the left side sitting in the second chair. Brooke takes her son's left hand in hers and stroke soothing circles around it. "I'm here Jake, Mom's here, so's Uncle Steve, we're here for you Jake."

Steve takes his nephew's right hand, and just holds it tightly. The pulse in Jake's wrist another reassuring sign that's he's alive and breathing.

The time the two adults wait is the longest forty-five minutes of their lives. Jake can hear voices quietly talking around him, and there's that infernal beeping again.

Everything around Jake feels pleasantly hazy like a dream. He feels relaxed and happy, the excruciating pain he had been experiencing for the past hour and a half is gone as though it had never existed in the first place. Sure, the whole of his lower foot was plastered up and feels extremely heavy to move and sure it was doubled the size it needed to be and sure Kalani would freak out at first when she saw it but somehow Jake can't bring himself to get riled up about it because he isn't in pain.

There is no pain anywhere and it is a sensation he likes. Hell, he could definitely get used to this. He turns his head on the pillow his gaze landing on his dad. He's sitting at his side rubbing his right arm soothingly. His gaze may be on his Uncle but it's still kind of unfocused. Jake takes the time to lazily blinks his eyes open and looks his dad up and down, his eyes focusing on the muscles in his right arm where he can see the bottoms of his dad's tattoos peeking out from under the skin tight gray polo shirt.

"Dad?" Jake rasps, his throat scratchy again this time for a tube he knows has no doubt been down his throat.

"Hey there Jake you're awake, its Uncle Steve remember I was with you in the ambulance."

Brooke looks at her son cautiously having seen him confuse her brother in law for her husband.

The doctor said confusion would be a side effect of the concussion and to not be surprised if Jake forgets where he is or what he's been doing at any given moment. No what Major Willis said was if it lasted any longer then these twenty-four hours to page him immediately, and he'd see to it that Jake is properly taken care of.

"Uncle Steve..."

"Yeah bud it's me. And your mom's here to look." Steve points across the bed to his sister in law. Jake turns his head to his left, blinks weakly.

"Mom, mom why are you crying?" Jake asks.

Brooke wipes her tears with a finger. "Oh, honey I'm just glad you're okay we really needed this. I'm so so glad you're okay and Gracie too. Your Uncle Steve told me how brave you were. That you offered to drive."

"I told Uncle Steve's it's what Ohana does." Jake says.

"It is Jake, I'm finally getting what your dad meant by Ohana."

"Ah young Mr. McGarrett glad to see you awake how about we get you up to a room, hmm, I'm Tracy your transporter I'll be taking you up to your room, Mom, Dad your free to follow along with."

"Oh, uh I'm his uncle." Steve stammers.

"He's my brother in law." Brooke says.

"I'm sorry my mother always said not to assume, and it's just usually we get parents in here together for pediatric patients."

"It's okay Tracy not your fault. Say Jake you remember what I said before they rolled you back."

"I could have whatever I want to eat. Right?"

"That's right whatever you want after the doctor's clear you to eat I'll get for you."

"Awesome, let's go."

"Your chariot awaits Jakey." Jake is transferred to another gurney and he's wheeled up to the PICU wing his mom and Uncle Steve by his side.


Later that Evening - 1700 Hours. Edwards Residence - Grace's Bedroom, Honolulu, Oahu.

Grace is getting ready to go on her date with Will. Rachel comes to ask Grace what she would like for dinner when she sees her getting ready to go out.

"Grace darling where are you going?" Rachel asks standing in her daughter doorway.

"Out mom my date with Will remember. He's coming to pick me up." Grace tells her mom as she continues to debate on what to wear. She finally decides on something comfortable. She's not feeling getting all dressed up after the day she's had. Will'll understand she knows he will.

"Grace Elizabeth Williams you were in a car accident this morning. You have a concussion you shouldn't be going anywhere but staying here and resting." Rachel admonishes her teenage daughter.

"Mom, it's a mild concussion and I have a broken arm, I promise to take it easy if I get tired. Will's been planning this date for weeks. I'm not just not going to go."

Grace if your father were here do you know what he'd say?" Rachel asks.

"Actually, Mom I do, 'I love you Monkey be careful now out there, have fun on your date.'" Grace parrots back what she knows her dad would say even in a situation like this.

She knows her dad will agree with her. That's why she already talked to him and she got Will's mom to pick her up. She and Will aren't going to be doing anything more strenuous than watching movies, and laughing and eating popcorn. She doesn't count those as dates for her dad and Uncle Steve, but for her and Will in her current condition. It's totally a low key easy stress free date.

"I just worry about you Grace, after what happened today."

"Mom I know, I really do, it was tough for you and Dad last year I get it and then this happens, Will's mom is going to pick me up in five minutes and take me back to her house. Will and I are having a nice safe calm movie date night."

"And you'll call if you don't feel well and have me pick you up, and you'll rest when you need it and take you medications."

"Yes, Mom I will I promise." Just then the doorbell rings and Grace runs passed her mom to get the door. She opens it and sees the smiling face of Renee Grover Will's mom. "Hi Mrs. Grover, thanks for picking me up, I'll be ready in two minutes I promise, just have to grab my handbag and we can go."

Renee smiles at the young teen, "No problem hun take all the time you need, I'll wait." Renee tells her. Grace smiles and runs back up to her room to grab her hand bag and then she's throwing a wave and air kiss back over her shoulder to her mom and she's following Mrs. Grover out the door.


1720 Hours. Grover Residence - Living Room, Honolulu, Oahu.

"Hi Grace, how are you feeling." Will greets his girlfriend as he lets her and his mom in the house.

"I'm good, just got a little headache, and this broken arm. You want to sign my cast my dad, Uncle Steve, Charlie and my mom already signed it."

"Sure." Will steps aside to let Grace and his mom into the house closing the door.

"I'll just be upstairs if you need me honey, your father's still at work, and should be home in two or three hours." Renee tells Will. "Grace honey if you feel you need to lie down just tell Will and he can show you to guest room if want to properly lie down alright."

"Thank you, Mrs. Grover." Grace says politely and watches as she leaves to head upstairs. Will leads Grace into the living room. There are a bunch of snacks and sodas and waters set out on the table and decent sized movie collection to choose from.

"I didn't know what movie you'd want to watch so I thought I'd just bring them all out." Will says.

Thanks, Will that's sweet, are those brownies with marshmallows in them." Grace eyes the brown square sugar treat.

"They are my Uncle Percy made them."

Grace picks up one and pops it in her mouth. 'These are really good you'll have to tell your Uncle Percy that from me."

"I will what do you say we settle and get cozy and just pick whatever movies on the top stack."

"Good with me." Grace seems a bit distracted but Will doesn't say anything yet. The first movie at the top of the stack is Aladdin the remastered live action one with Will Smith playing the genie. It's one Grace hasn't seen before.

About halfway through the movie Grace snuggles up to Will's side careful of her arm leaned her head back on his chest. Will can tell that Grace isn't really interested in the movie or well she might be but her focus is shifted in two different places. Will knows where Grace wants to be right now. But out of the good of her own heart she knows that he wants to still have date night.

That just won't do. "Here Grace sit up for me, for a second." Will asks. Grace does as she's asked.

"Something wrong Will? I know I'm not much good company tonight I'm sorry." Grace has a saddening look on her face.

"No no don't be sorry." Will has already paused the movie. "I'll go get my mom and she can take us to the hospital if you can give her directions."

Grace smiles at her thoughtful and caring boyfriend. "Thank you Will."

"No need to thank me Grace, what you and Jake want through was traumatic I know there's no place I'd rather be if I was in your shoes. How about we all plan a double date for when Jake gets let out of the hospital."

"Sounds like a plan Mr. Grover." Grace smiles happily.

"Glad you accept Ms. Williams. I'll be right back." Will says as he leaves Grace momentarily to get his mom from upstairs.

Fifteen minutes later, all the food is put away the house is locked up and the alarm system armed and Renee and her two teenage charges are headed back to the hospital.


By the time, Renee finds a parking spot in the expansive overly large parking lot TAMC, it's 1820 hours. Grace knows it's not Mrs. Grover's fault finding parking is tough especially here. Grace knows there is no visiting between 7 p.m. and 8 p.m. visiting hours stop ten minutes before 7 p.m. So, she's essentially got thirty minutes to see her best friend before she and Will, most likely will be kicked out. That's thirty minutes she didn't have before. This time before Grace goes anywhere even goes into the hospital she calls her mom and tells her where she's at and that she's going to try and stay the night at the hospital. She'll text her if she's able to. She'll also call Danno too to let him know so he's not freaking out and worrying.

That done she steps out of the car and hands Will his backpack he's carrying, with his laptop in it, and charger for both the laptop and their phones. And even a few snacks too. Grace than texts her Uncle Steve, he's no doubt still here either in with Jake and or visiting with his brother, her other honorary Uncle. Steve is still in fact at the hospital and gives Grace the room number to Jake's room and what floor he's on, sixth floor mountain side room 606.


1835 Hours. TAMC, PICU - Pediatric Intensive Care Unit, Patient Room 606, Moanalua, Oahu.

Renee walks her son and his girlfriend to the door of Jake McGarrett's room, and Grace can already see the lone female figure of Jake's mom in the reclining leather chair across from his bed.

"Call me or text me if you two can stay the night. If you can't call me or your father and either one of us will pick you up." Renee directs her question to her son but Grace knows it pertains to her too.

"Thanks Mrs. Grover."

"Thanks Mom."

With that Renee leaves Will and Grace to their own devices. Grace opens the sliding glass to Jake's room first. Grace walks over to the leather recliner and sees Jake's mom isn't actually asleep just resting her eyes. "Oh, hi Grace honey, Will, always nice to see you." Brooke whispers at the two teens.

"You too Mrs. McGarrett, this is okay, isn't it?" Grace asks just in case.

"Of course, honey, don't mind me, the couch over there pulls out into a bed." She offers to the teens. "Don't worry about the nurses I'll fend them off." She whispers with a smile on her lips. Sometimes being the head ER nurse had it's perks.

Grace and Will get situated on the pullout couch, with Will's laptop and their headphones, with an auxiliary jack. Brooke looks over at the young teenage couple it reminds her of herself at that age before she met her husband.

"Is he okay Mrs. McGarrett?" Grace asks after an hour of watching Riverdale.

"Yes, Grace he's going to be just fine. He's only in the PICU because of the pain he's in when he's awake. So, it's just pain management right now. He's very lucky."

"We both are." Grace says quietly. Then she goes back to watching her show curled up next to Will. Grace is just happy to be in the same room as Jake, it makes her feel better. Sometime in the next two hours Grace and Will fall asleep, Brooke is woken up by Jake's night nurse, Lily checking his vitals.

"Don't worry Major I won't say anything, just as long as they're out before rounds tomorrow." Lily kindly reminds the ER nurse. Brooke mouths thank you, and, then closes her eyes again just as she sees Lily leave Jake's room.

Across the floor, on the Oceanside, side of the hospital Steve McGarrett is keeping a watchful vigil over his prone comatose little brother.


1900 Hours, TAMC - Trauma Intensive Care Unit - Patient Room 636, Moanalua, Oahu.

Steve has brought the reclining chair over to his brother's bedside wanting that closeness, but still not actually touching him. Heeding the doctor's words from earlier, all gowned up he sits and waits. It's not something he's good at waiting that aspects sucks, but he does it. Because he knows without a shadow of doubt that if the roles were reversed and it was him lying in that bed, Scott would be sitting right here waiting.

Visiting hours are officially over now as he checks his watch as it ticks over to 1900 hours, but he doesn't care. He's staying put the nurses can pitch a fit all they want he's staying. A nurse comes in at some point and puts a blanket over the sleeping brother in the chair and smiles sadly at the pair as she checks her patient's vitals, they're up from the last time she checked. There's more brainwave activity. There are signs of her patients stirring of waking up.


TBC...

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Authors Note: Thought I'd end this chapter on a somewhat happy note before I turn this story on it's head, action and chaos abound in the chapters to come. Strap in folks it's going to be a crazy ride.

Till next time folks!