You could have been killed

(Alternate Universe - Danny Williams is a freelance journalist who accompanies Ltd. Commander Steve McGarrett at his cases)

Ltd. Commander Steve McGarrett checked his bulletproof vest, before taking his gun out from his holster and flickering off the safety. His companion freelance journalist Danny Williams looked at him straightened his tie.

"OK let's go." He said and the Commander sighs frustrated.

"No Williams. You're staying here." He replied and when Danny tried to interrupt to say he was going to follow him, he added, "And that's an order!"

The guy the Commander was chasing was ruthless, a brutal serial killer and Steve shivers at the thought what this man could do to his companion.

"But…," Danny began but Steve shook his head. He was not letting Williams come in on this one.

"No Williams You're staying here! Is that clear?"

"Fine," he mutters and rolled his eyes.

Steve checked his gun once again before turning to enter the warehouse. "And when I say run. Run! For god's sake Williams run."

Danny stared after him as he entered the warehouse. He hoped the Commander would be alright. He heard him shout, "Five-0! Put your hands up!" Danny waited with his leg muscles tensed, ready to run. Although it wasn't to run away. He wasn't about to leave Steve in there with that man. No way in hell. "Just put the weapon down." Danny heard his calmly voice, because Steve McGarrett, super SEAL, didn't get nervous. He was strong, always ready to chase a suspect and risk his life every day to bring justice.

Danny's head snapped around as he heard two shots. He swore, glanced around and run in.

"Damn Williams! What the hell are you doing in here?" The Commander exploded, when he came running in.

"I came in here because I thought you might be hurt." Danny countered, and Steve glared at him.

"For god's sake Williams!" The Commander yelled. "I told you to stay outside. What if he was the one unhurt? You could have been killed."

"So could you!" Danny shouted back, angry that the Commander thought he cared so little. "I worry about you every single time you go to get these people." He sighed heavily. "Don't you see it?"

"See what?" Steve fumed.

"I love-" Danny stopped suddenly and froze.

"Love what?" Steve asked, slightly confused.

Danny took a small step towards the Commander. "I...I love you," he said. I do...I do love him...I actually do…

The Commander stared at him, absolutely flummoxed at his words.

" What? Do you really mean that?" He said finally.

"I...I do," Danny replied and then more confidently, "Yes I do, I love you Ltd. Commander Steve McGarrett."

Steve leaned forward, and their lips touched, all previous anger forgotten. And the only witness was the dead form of the suspect, two bullet holes gaping in his chest, bullets from Steve's gun. Unseeing. Uncaring.