Author's Note: I love to whump Danny.
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Chapter 2
"Commander, I don't know what to tell you." Dr. Mathews told Steve. "He is refusing medical attention. I can't make him let me look at him."
"Why the hell not?" Steve barked at her. "You know what he's been through."
"Yes, I do. But, his head is no longer bleeding. It could use a stitch, but even that isn't absolutely necessary."
"He's is shock." Steve insisted.
"Yes, Detective Williams is in shock. But, he doesn't want to stay and he hates being touched." Dr. Mathews pushed her bangs out of her eyes.
"If he would stop fighting you, what would you do?" Steve asked.
"I'd like a better look at that cut and he needs to get warm. All that shaking isn't a good sign. If I could get an I.V. in then I'd know for sure he was well hydrated." Dr. Mathews sighed.
"Let me back in there, then." Steve begged.
"I don't think that's a good idea, Commander."
"Please. Let me try again."
"Alright. Let's go." She led the way out of the waiting room and down a hall. Steve could hear Danny shouting. For him. The doctor led Steve into the room.
"Where the hell have you been!" Dnny shouted, accusingly at Steve.
"Danny, you need to calm down," Steve put a hand on Danny's bare arm. He was freezing. Danny sat on the hospital bed, only wearing his pants. His shoes and shirt were missing.
"And where the hell are my clothes?" Danny whole body shook, as if terribly cold.
"Listen to me carefully, you need to lay down, cover up with some blankets. We need to get your body tempurature back up." Steve turned to Dr. Mathews. "You have a blanket warmer here?"
She nodded yes and sent a nurse to get three.
"Come on Danny. Lay down." Steve kind of coaxed and kind of manhandled Danny into a half lying down position, his hands on Danny's shoulder.
"Steve," Danny said, his voice lower and softer. "Steve, I can't stay here. I need to go."
"That's it lay down." Steve said after wrapping one blanket around Danny's upper body.
"Steve, I have to find who did this," Danny said.
"Dr. Mathews here is going to put an I.V. in." Steve told Danny.
"I don't want to be knocked out," Danny said.
"They're worried about you. Probably just going to give you some fluids." Steve covered him with the other two warm blankets. Danny still shivered.
"Don't want to be here." Danny tried to get up again, but Steve was ready.
"Let the doc check you out. You cut your head." Steve eased him back down, replacing the shifted blankets. "We can't have any long term problems with that."
"Yeah, your head is already messed up." Danny smiled.
"Hey, I'll have you know, there is nothing wrong with my head." Steve smiled.
Danny stayed up, out of the way as the doctor and nurses moved around Danny. The IV was inserted shortly after Dr. Mathews check Danny's pupil reaction.
"A mild cuncussion, I'm gonna put a couple of stitches in your head wound, Detective. Draw some blood to see if your dehydrated." Dr. Mathews told them both. "Mindy, get him started on fluids, anyway."
"Steve, how long am I going to be here?" Danny asked.
"Doctor?" Steve asked.
"Does he have someone who can keep an eye on him? Wake him up every couple of hours?" She asked.
"I don't want to go to your place," Danny told Steve.
"Yes, Doc, he'll be looked after."
"Not by you." Danny muttered. "Kidnapper."
"Cry Baby."
The docotr smiled at the banter as she stitched up Danny's head. "He can go once we get his blood results and he finishes the bag of fluids."
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Steve was taking Danny back to his place. Danny had been discharged. He looked completely exhausted. He sat in the passenger seat of his Camaro, wearing one of Steve's sweatshirt, trying not to shake.
"You're taking me against my will. I would like to go on the record as being pissed off about it." Danny tried to calm his shaking body.
"Duly noted." Steve replied. "Now get your ass out of the car and into the house. I'll be inside in a minute."
"Who made you Boss?" Danny yawned.
Steve didn't answer as Danny got out and went inside. Steve sighed, loudly, then looked at his phone. He had missed eight calls from Chin. Huh. Steve took a moment to call and check in with Chin.
"I've been calling you. Why didn't you answer." Chin shouted into the phone.
"I've been kind of busy with Danny, Chin. What have you got?" Steve pinched the bridge of his nose.
"There were no bodies found in the Mercedes Benz." Chin nearly shouted through the phone.
"They burned all up?" Steve asked confused.
"No, no one was in the car." Chin continued to shout. "Where's Danny, someone pulled his family out at the traffic light, then blew the empty car."
"I don't know if there was that kind of time, Chin."
"The contents of the car don't lie."
"Chin, before I tell Danny this... I have got to ask. Are. You. Absolutley sure?" Steve asked, getting out of the car.
"I'd bet my life on it. Where's Danny?" Chin asked.
"In my house. Hopefully under a blanket, he's still shaking pretty bad." Steve made his way into the house, closing the door behind him, he disconnected the call. "Danny?"
No answer. The couch was empty, as was the bathroom. Steve headed upstairs. Checking both of their bedrooms, and finding them empty, Steve headed out the back at a run.
"Danny! Danny!"
Way out, past the beach, Steve caught a glipse of Danny's blonde hair in the water.
Oh, God, no.
Steve ran as fast as he could toward the beach. Danny's head was under!
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