Over the Edge Chapter 12

A/N: Hey guys, I want to start a new story soon, like before next week soon, so I think I'm going to post the rest of this story within 6 days. So, I'm going to try to keep it not rushed, but if it comes out that way, maybe I'll come back and fix it later. I don't really know. Anyway, here's the next chapter.

-H50-

"Uncle Steve, I'm really sorry about Danno. He said that he was really mad at you, but then he got really sad. We all thought that he was done being mad, but I guess not. I know that he really didn't mean it, I think he's just upset." Gracie explained to Steve as he was awakening from a long slumber.

"Gracie, it's okay. It's true, the stuff he said. It's all true, so I can't blame him." He replied in a somber tone. "Hey, I'm gonna sit up, don't get the doctors. Okay, you got that?"

Gracie nodded reluctantly.

Steve slowly started to push his aching body into a sitting position. After a few pain-filled grunts, he plopped his head back on the plush pillow that lay at the head of the bed. His ribs were especially protesting, he couldn't push past the blazing agony that came with moving slightly. But Steve being Steve, he tried once again. He pushed his upper body off of the bed with his left arm, mustering up all the strength that he could manage. It only took a few moments on his second try to reach his goal.

"You know, after having a kidney removed, you're supposed to try to get up and get moving. I can't really do that because of my leg, though. The least I could do is at least try to sit up."

Steve felt a lot better after sleeping. He had been sleeping in and out for about a day. The meds that they kept him on were pretty damn strong, so sleeping hadn't been much of a problem. He drifted in and out of sleep consistently, but was never up for very long if he did wake up. After that, he felt like some of his strength had been restored. Certainly not all of it, but some of it. What was really bothering him, though, was his head. As soon as he had been upright, he nearly tipped over from the dizzy spell that attacked him immediately. He tried not to show it because Gracie was in the room, but he couldn't deny that the world was turning beneath him. A little devil pounded on drums inside of his brain, he swore that his head must have been vibrating. It wasn't too bad when he first had the concussion, but ever since Danny yelled as loud as his booming Jersey voice could, it was worse. He wasn't going to admit that, though, he didn't want to make Danny any madder.

Speaking of Danny, Steve missed him. He wanted his best friend and partner there to help him. Grace was great at it, but Steve would have liked Danny to be there, too. Actually, no one had seen Danny within the past day. Grace stayed at the hospital for hours, Chin took her home to sleep eventually. They all swore that Danny would be back for his Monkey, but he never was. Everyone was on edge because of that, but Steve wouldn't allow himself to worry about it. Danny was a grown ass man, he could take care of himself, no doubt about it. He was getting a little restless knowing that Danny didn't even show up to get his child which he so much adored. Especially after he messed up Steve's head even more by screaming at him about his daughter's safety. After all of that, he didn't even show up for his kid. That hypocrite.

"Uncle Steve? Are you okay?" Gracie shook Steve's good shoulder, eyes wide.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why do you ask?" He smiled down at the little girl, hoping that he would reassure her.

"I was just calling your name and you wouldn't answer. You're really pale, you should lay back down." She demanded in her child voice. It was quite funny actually, a little girl demanding a big navy SEAL to lie down. But, he loved that little girl, so he obliged.

"Thanks for sticking around, Grace. You know I love you, right?"

"I know, you almost died for me, Uncle Steve. I love you, too."

"Steve?" A small voice called from the hallway. At first, Steve thought it was just one of the guards that were protecting his room, but when he looked up it wasn't.

"Danno." Steve called back.

In all honesty, Steve wanted to get away from Danny. Well, he didn't want to, he loved Danny. He just felt a little unsafe around him, like he was emotionally unstable. He didn't want to be around Danny like that if he was injured. He wouldn't be able to defend himself or protect him and his child.

"Look, man, I'm really sorry about yesterday. I don't know what came over me." Danny said, his arms outlining his words slightly. He took a few slow steps towards Steve and Grace. Steve slid away from Danny, just a smidge. And Danny picked up on it. "Steve, I won't hurt you. I came to apologize." He took a few steps towards Steve, and in response, Steve slipped further away from Danny. "Seriously, Steven? You're acting like I'm going to kill you or something!" Danny shouted in a harsh voice.

"Arghh, Danny! Keep- ughh, keep your voice down." The pounding in his head increased to an almost unbearable level from the brief shouts that Danny emitted. He grabbed his head and tried to crush it, maybe the pain would go away if he managed to actually break his skull.

Danny's hands shot up as he took a few steps backwards towards the doors. "I- I…" He took a few more steps "I didn-" A few more steps. "I didn't mean-" By this time, he was at the door. As he reached the door frame, he turned and ran out, streaking down the hallway in a blur.

Steve would have liked to chase after him, he really did. He brought the yelling on himself, it was his fault. He shouldn't have made Danny feel guilty, it wasn't his fault. If only he could get out of this damned hospital bed and go find his best friend. But he couldn't. His ankle was shattered, knee dislocated, head seemingly banging itself against a very hard object. He just couldn't, even if he tried.

"Argh, Gracie, see if- if you can find Danno. Pl-please. Tell him- I'm sorry." Steve told her in the calmest voice he could make. He hoped she would follow his directions.

"Yeah, I will. Stay here, don't move." She whispered as she dashed out of the room and down the hall in the direction that Danny had gone. Steve laid his head down on the pillow and closed his eyes, willing the pain to melt away. After a few moments, it did, but the feeling was still lingering. It seemed that if there was a small noise, sirens would once again start going off in his head.

-H50-

"Danno! Danno, wait up!" He heard his little girl calling his name from behind him. He stopped abruptly and turned to face Gracie.

"Uncle Steve said that he was sorry. We want you to come back, please, Danno!" Grace cried.

"He's sorry? He's sorry? Damn it, it was my fault and he's sorry? Come on, I have to straighten this out." He grabbed Grace's hand and led her down the hallway back to where Steve was. As they got closer to the door, Grace spoke up.

"Danno, please don't scream this time. It really hurts Uncle Steve's head. I don't like to see him like that." She said, innocent little eyes staring at him, unblinking.

"I won't, Grace, I won't."

They stepped into Steve's room. His eyes were closed and he was lying on his back.

"Danny, I'm sorry." Steve spoke up, eyes fluttering open.

"Steve, it's not your fault. None of this is." Danny started. "I want you to listen to me. Listen to everything I have to say. Don't interrupt, just let me talk. Okay?" He looked up to make sure Steve was following. He nodded, so Danny continued. "First of all, Steven, none of this is your fault. None of it at all. You protected my Gracie, almost died trying to keep her safe. You didn't worry about yourself, you only worried about her, you put your life on the line for her. I couldn't have asked for anything more from you. You did all I could dream of and more, my daughter came back to me unscathed. Sure, a little scared, but she wasn't hurt at all. You did that, you kept her safe. You hear me?" Danny's eyes locked with Steve. He nodded slightly. "Second, you should not be sorry. I was the one who screamed, I screamed at you. You are injured, and I screamed at you. In no way is that your fault, it is mine. I take full responsibility and I am sorry. I am so sorry, Steven, so sorry. You're like my brother, you know, I… I uh…"

"Love you, too, Danno." Steve finished the sentence for Danny. They both knew that the past was then behind them. Although it may have been unspoken, everything between them was settled. They were Ohana after all, and "Ohana means family, and family means that no one gets left behind or forgotten." That kids' cartoon said it all.

-H50-

"Are you ready for surgery, Commander?" Dr. Stein came into Steve's room and asked.

"Yeah, ready when you are." He smiled. He had gone under plenty of times, and for something as significant as his ankle, he knew he would be fine. It's not like he was having heart surgery or anything.

"Great, it should only take a few hours. When we get in the operating room, we will put a mask with anesthesia on you, so you will be out quickly. So, we'll be in and out. We're going to start right now, see you later, Commander." Dr. Stein pushed the bars on Steve's bed up and wheeled him out of the room.

-H50-

"He's out of surgery. It went as planned, we removed the bullet and were able to successfully align his bones. It should still be very excruciating, but not quite as bad as before. Any questions?" Dr. Stein told the whole 5-0 team who were waiting outside of Steve's room for him to return.

"Is he up?" Kono asked Stein.

"Not quite yet, but he should be very shortly. I guess you can come in, he should be up within the next half hour. I'll be around here somewhere if you need me." With that, Dr. Stein briskly trotted down the white hall and into another patient's room.

"Guys, I have to go. I'll see you later, tell Steve that I said that I hope he feels better." Chin told the team after taking a quick glance at his phone.

"Sure, see you later, Cuz." Kono replied.

Now Danny and Kono were left alone. Grace was sent home to her mother a few hours prior, so it was just them.

"So… Kono…" Danny started.

"Danny, I'm still mad. You have no excuses for your behavior, especially after yelling at Steve. Multiple times." Kono spat.

"Kono, we made up. We're good now, please, just forgive me. I miss you." Danny replied in a calm voice, trying to win her over. Her face softened.

"Danny, I love you like a brother, you know? I just can't handle you sometimes, I just need to cool off. Come back to me in 48 hours."

"Guys, you don't have to fight." Steve slurred groggily from his bed.

Both Kono and Danny turned to see Steve giving them a lopsided grin.

"Hey, how are you? How's your foot?" Kono asked.

"I'm fine. I'll live."

"Again with the 'I'm fine' already!" Danny playfully snapped with no real anger.

"Okay, fine. I'm good."

"Same thing, Steven, same thing."

"I'm sorry that I upset you, princess."

"You should be."

"I am."

A/N: Soo, maybe one or two more chapters? It's over for the most part. Guys, I just want to say thank you for reading. Like sincerely, I love all of you. I was thinking that my first story would get like… 2o reviews/faves/follows if I was lucky. And look where I am! I just really appreciate everything that you have all done. Keep it up! Love you guys.