Want to thank everyone for their reviews….sorry this one is short but it'll just mean the next one will be longer
The rain pounded steadily on the trucks exterior lulling Danny into an exhausted sleep.
He wasn't sure how long he had slept before something had woken him. It took seconds for his mind to register where he was, and then the events that had lead up to it. He laid there realizing firstly the rain had stopped, and then secondly the noise that must have roused him in the first place "Steve?"
Danny turned in the seat and reached into the back, Steve was hot to the touch but was shivering. He was mumbling but Danny couldn't quite make it out. He pulled open the glove box and grabbed out a flashlight, he turned shining it onto McGarrett. His eyes were open, sweat was beading and rolling down his face, his breath would hitch as his body shuddered.
"Shit McGarrett" Danny scrambled out of the front seat and climbed into the back. He ran his hand across Steve's face wiping his sweat soaked hair back.
"Hey Buddy you with me?" he tried to set the flashlight up so he could get a better look. The flashlight was impossible to hold and tend to Steve at the same time. He reached for the interior light of the truck and hit the switch, it flickered and then sprang to life. "thank you"
Danny turned his attention back to his partner. Steve was trembling, his eyes wide and unfocussed. He slid the blankets back checking the wound, blood oozed slowly out from under the packing. He reached over grabbing the first aid kit and ripping open another pad. He placed this one over the first pressing firmly down, he expected and was prepared for a reaction, but Steve didn't respond. The skin around the wound felt hotter than the fever that was raging through him. He carefully wound new gauze around his waist tying it off firmly to add extra pressure to help stop the bleeding. Steve was oblivious to the contact, which worried Danny, he appeared lost as Danny desperately tried to gain his attention. He held his face forcing him to focus on him, while his body trembled. Danny used the water to try and cool him, wiping the sweat from his brow and down his chest. He managed to get him to drink but nothing seemed to bring him out of his reverie.
It would be a few more hours before it would be light out. If help didn't arrive by then Danny would have to make the difficult decision to leave McGarrett and seek out help or at least get to a phone.
Danny slowly maneuverer around lifting Steve so his head rested against him and he was more upright. He took the pillow and placed it against his back to cushion the wound against the seat. He pulled the blankets up and wrapped his arms around him, he quietly spoke, trying to let him know he wasn't alone.
Danny leaned his head back, he was exhausted, the head ache he had from his fall pounded steady. He reached forward clicking off the interior light to save the battery. He ran his hand down his partner's chest feeling the heat with the steady rise and fall. The mumbling and apparent tension had abated soon after Danny had encompassed him. It seems the knowing contact seeped through Steve's feverish mind and he relaxed into a dreamless sleep. Danny shifted to get more comfortable, easing Steve with him. He closed his eyes and let sleep claim him once again.