Over the Edge Chapter 6
A/N: Okay, I think today's story is all you will get for a day or two. I have school and homework to do over the week, and that normally keeps me plenty busy, let alone my social life. Not that I have much of one… Anyway, I love all you guys. I'm so happy that you take the time to review and fave and follow and stuff. I'm so happy! Okay, let the full out whump begin. Well maybe not quite yet, but next chapter for sure. There's a taste of whump here, just to get you going. I've been waiting for this moment.
Chapter 6
"Shit!" Steve cried out, forgetting the fact that Gracie was right next to him. All he could focus on was his ankle.
"Really, you thought you could get away that easily? Hah, you thought wrong." A new gunman slowly walked up behind Steve and Grace, spinning his gun in his hand. "You thought that we wouldn't have a backup plan? You have underestimated us, McGarrett. Get up." The man pulled Steve up to his feet.
"What the hell?" Steve yelled when he was roughly yanked to his feet. He wasn't letting on to how much the bullet hurt, he figured it must have hit the bone.
"Ah, shut up. Try another stupid move like that, you're dead." With that, the man turned, gesturing for Steve to follow. He was being cocky, turning his back on Steve like that, but Steve couldn't do anything to stop him. He was in so much pain, it was blinding him, making him dizzy.
"Uncle Steve, are you okay? You're bleeding more!" All of Gracie's braveness was washed off her face. Steve couldn't blame her, she was just a child.
"Yeah, it's okay… Gracie. We… Just keep… walking." Steve said in between grunts of pain.
"Do you need help?" Watery brown eyes met his.
"No, thanks. Just listen… to that man."
Steve placed his foot down, seeing if it could hold his weight enough for him to at least attempt to walk. As soon as his toes touched the ground, he could tell that his leg would not support his weight. There was something wrong with it, there was no way he could possibly walk like that. He couldn't let his captor see his weakness, though, so he just hopped, hoping that there was a car that would take them where ever he was going. He just wanted to sit down.
"Hey, where are we going?" Steve asked, hoping the gunman would give him an answer, but he knew it was a long shot.
"You really want to try that, McGarrett? No, shut your fucking mouth and keep walking." He barked back.
"Whoa, just asking." Steve held his hands up, trying to act innocent. That earned him a kick to his bloody ankle. He screamed out in pain, falling to a heap on the ground. He cradled his leg, trying to ease the pain away.
"Get up, get up or I'll shoot her." He raised his gun back up to the child's temple. He was going to be in so much trouble with Danno. "We're already late, don't make me drag you."
He forced himself to his feet, a wave of dizziness almost knocking him back down. He muttered some cusses under his breath and stumbled his way behind the man, who still had a gun pointed to Gracie's head.
They made it to the park's parking lot just as a white van pulled up. The man opened the double doors to the back of the van and forcefully pushed his two captives in. He closed the doors behind him, leaving the two alone. Steve couldn't believe his luck, they were in the back, alone.
"Hey, Gracie. You okay?" Steve opened his arms, welcoming the little girl to come for a hug. That's all Steve could think of doing to comfort her. He knew that's what Danno would do if he were there. Grace slowly crawled over to Steve and quietly sobbed into Steve's shoulder.
"I want Danno." Grace whispered, her voice muffled in Steve's shirt.
"I know, I wouldn't mind having him here, too. We will be okay, we can see Danno a little later." That's the best he could do. "Gracie, I need to check you out, okay? I just want to make sure you're 100% okay."
Steve carefully inspected her legs, which were a little bruised from the jump to the water. He moved to her arms and her head, no damage there. She was perfectly fine except for her slightly bruised legs, but that was nothing to worry about.
"You are the bravest little girl I know, Grace." Steve said in all sincerity. It was true, any other little girl would probably go into shock or at least be screaming for mommy.
"Thanks."
He couldn't find anything else to say to her, he wished he had more experience with kids. He started to go over his own body, knowing there were plenty things that were wrong. He started with his head, noting that he might have a mild concussion, but nothing too bad. It was a miracle considering he practically went head first into the water. It should have been a lot worse. He moved on to his right arm. As far as he could tell, his shoulder was dislocated by the way it hung lamely at the side of his body. His arm must have been broken, too. The way it bent in the middle of his forearm definitely suggested that it was broken, probably a buckle fracture. His lower abdomen had a piece of shrapnel lodged in it, but he didn't dare move it in case it hit something important. It was sluggishly bleeding now, so it wasn't too threatening. His ankle was surely broken, he thought as if it was when he was swimming, and the bullet just made it ten times worse. There was no exit wound, so that meant it was still in there. He needed to get it out or it might get it infected, and being in the back of the filthy van would not help. He needed to get someone to get that out, sooner than later.
Steve and Grace sat in silence for more than half an hour. Steve had no idea where they were going, he lost track of the turns that they took. There were no windows, making the van pitch dark. There were no vents connecting the front and the back of the van, so all they could hear from the back were muffled voices, no way of finding out what they were saying. The only thing Steve could do was look at the dark image of Gracie and think up a plan. As soon as those doors opened, Steve was going to attack. He knew he was in no shape to do it, but he needed to protect Gracie. He was willing to put up his life for hers, she meant more. He perched himself at his post, staring at the doors, just waiting for the van to stop and open them. He tried the handles of the doors, just to make sure they were locked. He lifted his left hand up and tried to turn the handle, but it didn't move under his touch. They were stuck until the criminals came to get them.
-H50-
Danny, Chin, and Kono crept into the seemingly empty room. They split up, each taking a side of the room. Kono went left, Chin went straight, and Danny went right.
"Clear." Danny called to his team. They all holstered their guns and glanced around.
"Now what, we're like sitting ducks. Let's just head out." Chin said, turning to leave the room.
"No, we have to stay. Maybe he just isn't here yet. Let's just wait another minute, we need to find those hostages." Danny put a hand on Chin's chest to keep him from leaving.
"Danny, there's going be some whack job coming and trying to kill us. Let's just go search." Chin pushed Danny to the side, just as a shot rang out. It hit the ground right where Danny was standing split second before. The team simultaneously pulled out their guns and aimed them at the ceiling just as one of the ceiling tiles slid back in place.
"There's someone up in the ceiling." Kono whispered.
"Obviously, we need to get up there." Danny whispered in response.
"Come out with your hands up, now!" Chin shouted up to the ceiling.
The tile moved. A fit man expertly jumped down from the ceiling right before their eyes.
"Here I am." The man said, linking his hands behind his head.
His dark hair was buzzed short, making him almost seem bald. He had a goatee above and below his fat lips. His whole look just screamed 'criminal'.
"Drop your gun." Chin demanded.
"Sure, brah." The man said, pulling the gun from his waistband and dropping it to the floor. "Now, getcha' gun off me. I don't wanna be shot, I just dropped my gun like you asked."
"Yeah, you almost shot a cop in the head, too. Turn around." Chin barked at the man, definitely pissed. "Where are the hostages? Are there more of you?"
"Nah, man. Just me. They be in the next room ova." He was too cocky for Danny's liking.
"Why don't you speak English, you scum?" Danny shoved the man once his cuffs were on. "You try anything stupid, and you get a bullet to the foot. You got that?" Danny squeezed his face to the man's and yelled.
The man tried to back away, but was being held in place by Chin. "Okay, brah. Back off."
Danny left the room to go look for the hostages. He just hoped he wasn't lying when he said they were all alive.
"What's your name?"
"Kai Okole."
"Well, Kai. I hope you didn't hurt anyone. If you did, you're in big trouble."
"Nah, man, they're fine."
"Why would you keep these people hostage anyway? What would you want out of this?" Danny genuinely was confused. What was the point of this?
"Well, at first I was gonna ask you cops for some money, but then I decided against it, so I was gonna kill ya first. Of course, Mr. Kelly here just hadda move ya before I could kill ya." He simply explained, as if it was nothing.
"How'd you know my name?" Chin asked, kind of surprised that the man knew his name.
"You think I didn't do my research befo dis? Well, I did. Not as dumb as I might seem to ya guys."
Chin didn't believe that, how did he know that five-0 would show up.
"Okay, that's enough for now. We need to go get the hostages." Danny told them, starting to walk out of the room. They all headed to the room that Kai said the hostages were and found them all sitting quietly, tied up. Each person had duct tape over their mouths, including the children. It made Danny sick.
"We're here to help, everybody. You're safe now." Danny said as he approached the people. He made his way over to the children and untied them. Chin got the men while Kono got the women. Once they were all untied and duct tape free, Kono called HPD to come wrap things up. They were all exhausted.
"Guys, you're clear to go home. We can finish everything here, paperwork will be at the office when you arrive later. Sorry about all of this." A young officer told the group.
"Thanks, kid." Chin said, leaving the school grounds, Kono and Danny right behind him.
"Wait! Ms. Kalakaua!" A paramedic called after Kono.
"What is it?"
"We need to check you over. We were informed you were shot." The woman said.
"Oh, no. I just need a band-aid or something. I'll be fine." Kono turned and started walking.
"No, Miss. We are required to check you." The woman grabbed Kono's shoulder and turned her around.
"Look, I'm fine. Just go tend to the others, I'm fine." She said, brushing the woman's hand off her shoulder.
The three started walking again.
"We need to get a hold of Steve. He should've been there, but no, we had to risk our lives." Danny mumbled.
"I'm sure he's having a good time with Gracie. That never happens, just let him relax a little." Kono replied, placing a hand on Danny's shoulder.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I better call him again, it's starting to be kind of late. I would think he would be home by now."
Danny pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Steve. No answer, of course.
"Nothing… Damn, Steve. I want my kid back." Danny huffed in fake anger. The all laughed.
"Where did he go anyway? Didn't you say something about a water park?" Kono asked as she got in her car.
"No, that new amusement park that just opened. I have to say, I'm glad they went. I wouldn't have been able to keep my stomach on those rides."
"Hah, of course not, Danny."
"What's that supposed to mean, rookie?"
"Oh, nothing. Nothing."
The all laughed happily, each person glad that the day was finally over.
"See you guys later." Danny told them before walking off to his own car. He drove home, merrily singing to Bon Jovi.
Danny pulled up in his apartment's parking lot and walked up to his room. He plopped down on the couch with a nice beer and turned on the television, surely something good would be on. The moment he sat down, his phone rang. He picked it up and looked at the screen, Kono's name flashing on its screen.
"Don't tell me, Kono. Is there another hostage situation or something?" Danny asked in good nature.
"Danny, turn the news on. It's Steve." Kono whispered shakily.
He dropped his phone and flicked the news on.
-omb planted on a coaster at a new amusement park that just opened recently. Twenty people were forced to jump into the water to escape the bomb. Everyone made it down safely, except for one man, Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett of Five-0. The explosion caused him to lose control hitting the water. He landed on his side, as Sydney Wintise says, and seemed to be injured. Shortly after, a little girl and Mr. McGarrett were taken away by an unknown man. The Hawaii Police Department does not have any leads on where they may have gone. Next, a girl and her surprising best friend are going to pay us a visit. Stay tuned for more.
Danny sat there, stunned. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, he was only capable of staring at the screen with wide eyes. His little girl was kidnapped, his Gracie was kidnapped, and it was all Steve's fault.
A/N: Hah, a long one, huh? I figured you guys deserved it because I might not be able to post for a while. I am having so much fun writing this, I'm glad I decided to finally start writing on fanfiction instead of just reading. Please give me your feedback, I appreciate it so much. Each and every one of them make me smile, literally. I love you guys, you make me soo happy. Thanks for reading!