Black-Angel-001: i realize that the update has been lacking and that this is a very short chapter...well, can't rush these things, i'm afraid. thanks for your patience!

Disclaimer: Yes, I do own Hawaii 5-0 and it's characters. I am, in fact, one of the writers for the show...ppffft, yeah sure...none of the afore mentioned is true.

I Did It My Way

The convention had been over for three weeks. The cops had gone back home, 5-0 was taking dangerous cases again, and Danny was still getting all of his legal documents from Jersey, thanks to Thompson dragging his feet. Although Danny had gotten most of the important stuff to Kailani pretty early on, he was eager to get everything out there. Danny figured something was going to happen, he just wasn't sure when and that made him a tad nervous.

A hard hit from behind as he walked out of his door knocked him to his knees. Before he could get up or defend himself, a boot kicked him in the ribs and something wooden slammed across his back. Stunned and out of breath, Danny couldn't do much to prevent himself from being dragged away.

Danny was late. Really late. Over an hour late. He wasn't answering his phone and no one had heard from him. It wasn't like Danny and it messed not only with Steve's perception and routine, it was actually kind of starting to piss him off, as if Danny was doing it on purpose. He stood up from his desk and went to the "war room".

"Anything," he asked Chin.

Listening to Danny's voicemail, again, Chin hung up without leaving a message. He shook his head.

"Boss, I've got a bad feeling," Kono spoke up. "Danny's never late, he makes it a point to be on time."

"And if he knows he won't be, he calls," added Chin.

"I know." Steve tapped his fingers against his thigh, then spun around and headed toward the door. "I'm going to his apartment. Call me if you hear from him."

Nothing seemed amiss when Steve first pulled up. He knocked on the door and got no answer. He knocked again, harder, calling his partner's name. Again, no reply (like calling Danny's cell phone all over again, he thought), Steve peered in through the window. The cracked blinds let him see a bit, enough to make out what Danny liked to call a lived in mess in the living room. However, he couldn't see Danny. Back at the door, he twisted the knob, surprised and alert when the cheap door opened. Steve went in with his gun drawn.

He went through the apartment slowly, looked behind every door. While he was clearing the last room, his cell went off. Satisfied he was the only one there, he flipped it open.

"Yeah, Chin."

"Steve, Danny's been found." Before Steve could ask where, Chin said a little shakily, "He's at the hospital."

Steve was directed to the ER waiting room where he found Chin and Kono sitting quietly, occassionaly glancing at the double doors down the hall. He stood in front of them, followed their gaze.

"What happened?"

"From what witnesses could tell us, Danny was shoved out of a light blue truck at the ER entrance. No one's come to update us yet," Kono explained.

"We were waiting for you to get here before we took over questioning from HPD," added Chin.

Steve nodded. "Okay. Kono go ahead and question the witnesses some more. I want to know if anyone saw any faces in that truck. Check the cameras too, maybe there'll be something there." He looked at Chin. "If Danny was dumped here, they moved him. Go back to his apartment and go over everything, check his route to work. He must've been grabbed at one of those places."

The cousins nodded and started off. Chin paused and looked over his shoulder at Steve.

He smiled tightly. "Don't worry, I'll call when I know something."

Chin nodded again and followed after Kono. Steve sat down and waited.

An hour and a half later, a nurse came through the double doors.

"Daniel Williams," he called. "Family of Daniel Williams."

Steve went to him. "Danny."

"Exscuse me," asked the nurse, confused.

"It's Danny, not Daniel."

The man nodded. "Follow me."

He told Steve to wait in another room, and that the doctor would be with him as soon as possible. After fifteen minutes Steve was ready to start dangling people off roofs when the doctor finally approached him.

"Lt. Cmdr Steve McGarrett," he inquired, looking at a clip board.

"Yes." Steve started to stand but the doctor waved him back down before he too sat.

"Dr. Simmons. Let me start off by saying at the moment, Det. Williams is alive, not so much on the well part." Dr. Simmons looked at the clip board again. "He has suffered major blunt force trauma to the head, upper and lower torso, and his back. His shoulders are also strained which combined with the marks on his wrists, indicate to me that he was hanging at the time of the beating."

Steve's eyes narrowed slightly. "What are his specific injuries?"

The doctor sighed and leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "A skull fracture, a grade four concussion, with swelling and bleeding of the brain present. At least on rib is broken, four others are bruised bad enough they might be cracked. There's multiple organ bruising, some internal bleeding; his appendix and spleen have to come out now. There's some apparant swelling of the spine, but we don't know if anything's permanent at this point. Thus far, he hasn't regained conciousness at any point, and his responses to stimulation are less than great."

When Steve let that all sink in and absorb, it was like a miricale Danny had survived that far. Steve swallowed.

"What happens now?"

"Now Det. Williams is in surgery. He'll be on a different array of drugs until there's no longer a need for them. The neruosugeron is looking at his scans and x-rays and will probably order more later to determine if surgery is necessary. Really at this point, it's a wait and see."

"Mahalo," Steve said absently. The doctor nodded promising that someone would talk to him after the surgery.

Steve pulled out his phone, updated Chin, then placed another call to Rachel and, more importantly, to Grace.

Black-Angel-001: dun dun dun! short but can't progress too fast...or maybe in this case it wouldn't hurt lol