AN: Here's another quick chapter! Thanks for reading!
Danny stirred in his sleep, not sure what caused him to surface to consciousness. When he came more aware he scrunched his brow. There. That dinging sound. Danny blinked his eyes open and turned his head towards his end table. The sound was coming from his phone and a light blinked that he had a message. Danny furrowed his brow and looked at the clock. It read 2:58. It was weird he was getting a message. This late at night they would just call.
He reached over and grabbed his phone before he pulled up the message, which was from Steve. Danny's eyes widened. It read, Your SEAL's not very alert, and there was a picture of Steve asleep in his bed. Danny bolted out of bed and hit Steve's speed dial as he got dressed.
When Steve didn't answer, Danny shoved his feet in his sneakers. With a slam of his front door behind him, Danny jumped into the Camaro. He dialed Steve's number once again only to have it be ignored. Danny's foot pushed on the accelerator. If he wasn't so worried about Steve he'd think about how proud Steve would be of his driving. Danny took a turn fast and heard the tires squeal. He tried to call Steve again but this time it didn't ring and just went to voice mail.
"Dammit Steve!" Danny cursed and smacked his steering wheel in frustration and fear.
Moments later and Danny screeched into his partner's driveway. He was out of the Camaro before he was finished putting it in park and turned it off. He already had his gun out as well as the keys to Steve's house out.
Danny quietly unlocked the door and silently crept into the house after he put the keys back in his pocket. The gun was trained in front of him and Danny searched the living room. He could feel his heart beat fast and tried to slow his breathing. Thankfully, Danny knew Steve's house as well as his own and navigating in the dark wasn't a problem. The light suddenly turned on and Danny spun around and aimed his gun and his finger instantly went to the trigger.
"Woah! Danny, man! What are you doing?!" Steve exclaimed with his hands up in a calming manner.
"You're okay," Danny said in surprise and his eyes wide.
"Of course I'm okay. Unless you count being woken up at three in the morning by you screeching into my yard," Steve replied with a furrow of his brow.
"You didn't answer your phone. It was off," Danny said and his eyes darted around them for Peterson.
"Danny… Brah… You're not making any sense. My phone never rang," Steve said and stepped up to his partner. He gently took the gun Danny had yet to lower and flipped the safety on. Steve studied his best friend and could see the panic that floated just below the surface. Steve rested a hand on Danny's shoulder and the touch drew Danny's gaze back to him. "Danny?"
"Peterson. He sent me a text from your phone. I called you," Danny forced out as he took out his phone and showed Steve the message. "Your phone ended up being turned off."
Steve's jaw clenched when he saw the message and listened to his partner. He glanced up his stairs before he marched up them. Danny waited a minute and then Steve appeared on the stairs again. He had his phone in his hand and scowled down at it.
"He must've turned it off," Steve theorized as he tightly gripped his phone.
"He got into your house Steve. Again," Danny said and Steve glanced over at him.
"I know Danny," Steve growled out and immediately regretted it. He was beyond angry he hadn't known, felt, Peterson was there. But Danny was worried and it wouldn't help if he took his anger out on his partner.
"I'm putting a detail outside," Danny announced and took his gun from Steve before he holstered it and dialed HPD.
"Okay," Steve said with a nod. If putting a detail on Steve made Danny feel better then he'd swallow his pride and allow Danny to do so. Danny's eyes shot over to Steve. He had expected a fight, however, he'd take the easy submission.
"Good. Cause it was happening whether you allowed it or not," Danny said before he began to speak into his phone.
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It had been two days since Peterson had escaped and they were no closer to finding him than they were when Danny had first found out. Danny sighed and leaned back in his chair. He rubbed his hands over his face and then through his hair. There was a noise of a door opening and Danny looked up. In walked Steve's detail and Danny furrowed his brow. He stood up and marched out into the main office.
"Aren't you two supposed to be following Steve?" Danny asked with a firm look at the two officers.
"Uh… yeah…" the younger officer replied and Danny glared at them.
"Then, where the hell is he?" Danny snapped and with a growl to his voice.
"He… uh… said something about making a stop at his house and took off. Insisted we were not to follow him. We lost him when we tried," the older of the two officers explained.
"Dammit!" Danny exclaimed in anger and hit the wall next to him with his palm. The two officers shared a worried look. They knew Williams would be angry which was why neither one of them wanted to explain what had happened. They watched as the detective yanked his phone out and hit a button. He put it to his ear with a scowl on his face.
"I'm fi…" McGarrett began but was unable to finish.
"What the hell are you doing?! You agreed to a detail. Which mean you don't evade them! Peterson is still out there! And the last time I checked you were his target!" Danny shouted angrily into his phone as he walked into his office to grab his keys.
"Danny, I'll be fine on my own for a half hour," Steve argued with a sigh.
"A lot can happen in a half hour Steven. Especially when you're involved," Danny snapped out. His eyes caught he had an e-mail on his computer with the headline, From an old friend.
"I'm almost done. I'll be leaving in five minutes," Steve grumbled out. Danny scowled and opened the e-mail. Suddenly, a video popped up and began to play.
Danny furrowed his brow as he watched the camera show the inside of a box that had a bomb inside. It was set for two minutes. A button was pushed and the countdown began before the box was closed up. Danny felt his breath quicken when the box was carried to a house and set on the step. Danny's eyes widened when he recognized the house as Steve's.
"Danny you there?" Steve's voice called into the phone.
"Steve…" Danny began as a hand knocked on the door. The knock echoed through the phone as well.
"Danny, hold on. There's someone at the door. Let me call you back," Steve said and Danny panicked.
"No! Steve wait!" Danny shouted as he stood up but Steve had already hung up the phone. He watched in horror as the door on the video opened and seconds later the bomb exploded.
AN: Please don't hate me for the cliffhanger! Leave some feedback please.