AN: Here's the next chapter! Hope y'all like it! It's much longer than the previous two.

Steve rushes forward and is vaguely aware of Sampson climbing into the van. The sound of squealing tires echoes in the background. Sliding to a halt on his knees, Steve checks over Danny. There is a red pool of blood blossoming on Danny's shirt. Without thinking, Steve instantly presses a hand down on the bullet wound. Danny lets out a groan as Steve pulls out his phone. When the call is answered, Steve states who he is and barks out the code for 'Officer Down'. When he's sure a bus is coming, Steve disconnects the call and tosses his phone on the ground.

"Stay with me Danny. Don't check out on me now," Steve begs and curses the shakiness of his voice. He presses his other hand over the wound as well and he looks to Danny's face. Danny's eyes begin to close and Steve's own eyes widen in panic. "Keep your eyes open Danny. I need you to keep them open for me."

Danny's eyes open slightly and his blue eyes meet Steve's. It doesn't last long before they shut. No, no, no, no, Steve begs in his head and a bloody hand checks for a pulse. Not feeling any, Steve places two shaking hands on Danny's chest and swiftly begins CPR.

"Come on Danno. Stay with me."

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Lou, Chin, and Kono sit in their respective vehicles. There are two ways to go from the warehouse and the plan was to have a team in each direction. When Sampson appears then the team will box him in. So, here they are waiting, and hoping that Sampson comes their direction.

Suddenly, a large, dark van approaches where they are hiding. When it nears them a group of HPD cars bolt out in front of it and screech to a halt. The van slams on it's brakes. Before the van can maneuver into a different direction Five-0 and SWAT rush their cars around it. It only takes seconds for all the officers to jump out of their cars with their guns trained on the van. The Five-0 team rush to the van with guns aimed at the driver.

Kono opens the door and Lou and Chin grab Sampson and yank him out of the vehicle. They drag him to the ground and Lou cuffs him. He yanks Sampson to his feet and reads him his rights. Before the Five-0 team can lead Sampson to a squad car, Lukela rushes over to them. The team furrow their brows at the worry that's evident on his face.

"I just got a call. Danny was rushed to the hospital. It doesn't look good," Lukela says with a frown. The team's eyes widen and then turn ice, ,cold glare towards Sampson. Chin walks right up to him and Sampson smirks.

"If he doesn't make it, we're locking you in a room with McGarrett. And trust me when I say no one will hear your shouts," Chin growls out and Sampson shifts as his eyes widen ever so slightly. Chin looks over at Lukela. "You mind Duke?"

Duke shakes his head and grabs Sampson. He all but drags him to an HPD car. The Five-0 team rush to their cars and peel onto the road with sirens blaring. They need to get to their friend; and fast.

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Steve viciously scrubs at his bloody hands. Danny's blood, a voice whispers which only causes Steve to scrub harder. His mind drifts to what seems like days but is in fact only 30 minutes ago. The ride in the ambulance was a blur. They eventually got Danny back but the EMT's were worried. And when the EMT's are worried, it's bad. Steve chokes down the bile rising to his throat. Shutting off the water, he grabs paper towels and dries his hands. When he throws the towels out, Steve notices there is still blood dried under his fingernails. Danny's blood, the voice repeats.

Steve turns around and hits the paper towel holder and effectively knocks it off the wall. The anger radiates through him but the worry, panic, and sorrow creep up and flows over him as well. There's a knock on the door and Steve forces the emotion back down. Once his walls are back up, Steve opens the door and gives the nurse a forced smile before exiting the bathroom.

Hours later, Steve is sitting in one of the waiting room chairs. He's leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees. His forehead is resting on his clasped hands with his eyes closed. Chin, Kono, and Lou are sitting in chairs next to him. After trying to console Steve with no positive outcomes, they had given up and went to waiting.

"Family of Daniel Williams?"

Steve's head snaps up and his eyes fall on a dark-haired, middle-aged doctor. Jumping to his feet, followed by the rest of the team, Steve walks over to the doctor. He feels his heart beating fast and his breath catches in his too dry throat.

"Is he…?" Steve croaks out, needing to know but simultaneously dreading the answer.

"I'm not going to lie to you. Mr. Williams' is in critical condition and won't be out of the woods for a couple days. However, we were able to repair the damage and retrieve the bullet. As of right now he's stable but it can change at any point," the doctor explains with a grim face. Steve nods his head jerkily, not being able to say anything at the moment.

"Can we see him?" Kono asks with pleading eyes that are wet with tears.

"For ten minutes. Then, I can only allow one of you to stay with him," the doctor answers as he fixes the group with a firm look. At seeing the group about to protest, the doctor speaks in a firm voice. "I shouldn't even allow that but I've heard about Five-0. And I've heard about certain partners refusing to leave each others' sides."

The last remark finds the doctor looking directly at McGarrett with a raised brow. The team deflates and they nod their heads in understanding. If the doctor is willing to give them this leeway they will accept it with gratitude.

"If you'll follow me, I'll take you to Danny's room," the doctor says and begins walking down a hall. The Five-0 team quickly follows after him. Speaking over his shoulder, the doctor says, "By the way, I'm Dr. Schaefer."

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Steve runs a hand over his face. Four days. Four days since Danny was shot. Four days since Steve had to perform CPR to keep his brother alive. Four days and Danny still hasn't woken up. Steve sighs and looks over at Danny but his partner hasn't stirred.

With a sigh, Steve looks down at his hands and scowls. He has lost track of how many times he's washed his hands but he can still see Danny's dried blood under his fingernails. Trying to scrape it out, Steve growls in frustration when he's unsuccessful. Just a friendly reminder Danno's blood is on your hands. Literally and figuratively, Steve hears his voice say inside his head.

Desperation suddenly takes over and Steve yanks out his knife. Opening it up, he tries to forcefully scrape the blood out from under his nails. The desperate emotions increase when his shaking hands prove difficult for the task. In an act of frustration Steve closes the knife and lobs it across the room.
This is all his fault. Danny wouldn't be in this hospital bed if it wasn't for him. Even making all the right moves, Danno still ends up on death's door. And the dried blood under Steve's nails just reminds him of this. Steve's hands tighten into fists and he rests them on his forehead with his eyes closed.

"Come on Danno. I really need you to wake up," Steve pleads quietly as he tries to force his emotions in check.

"I would but you're throwin' knives,' a croaky, raspy voice says. Steve's head jerks up and his eyes dart to Danny's.

"Danno," Steve says and he mentally grimaces when his voice cracks with emotion. Steve stands up and leans over his partner while pushing the call button.

"Water?" Danny asks when he sees Steve smile and his eyes begin to water. He can't remember what happened but whatever it was it seems to have really shook his partner.

"Uh… yeah," Steve says and he swiftly grabs a glass and spoons some ice chips into Danny's mouth.

"Better?" Steve asks as he sets the cup of ice chips down on the table. Danny nods his head.

"What happened?" Danny asks as he watches Steve closely. A myriad of emotions storms through Steve's eyes and Danny stores it away for later. Before Steve can answer his question, a doctor and nurse walk into the room.

"It's nice to finally meet you Mr. Williams. I'm doctor Schaefer," the doctor says with a smile.

"Uh… Danny. Please," Danny says as he puts a small smile on his face.

"How's the pain?" the doctor asks and Danny realizes that it actually isn't so bad.

"A four," Danny says with a pinched brow.

"That will be the pain medication. Now that you're awake we'll put a tube in for you to monitor the dosage yourself," Schaefer explains and gives a nod to the nurse who disappears out the room. Dr. Schaefer turns back to Danny. I'm just going to do a routine check and then I'll leave you to it. Steve, maybe you should get some coffee?"

Steve looks over at the doctor and realizes the underlining meaning. He is trying to give Danny his privacy without trying to blatantly kick Steve out of the room. Steve is grateful for the thought. Nodding his head, Steve stands up and leaves the room. He needs to grab something to eat anyways.

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"So, what did the doctor say?" Steve asks as he takes a seat in the chair next to Danny's bed.

"That I'm doing good. Better than he expected. He said with rest and fluids I should make a full recovery barring no complications," Danny explains and Steve nods his head. He looks away to the other side of the room but Danny notices the same myriad of emotions from earlier crawl into his brother's eyes. "What happened?"

"Uh…" Steve begins and forces a swallow. He can't lose it so he shoves his walls back into place. "What do you remember?"

"Sampson…" Danny says even as he picks up on the fact Steve's putting his walls up. He choses to ignore it for the time being and tries to think about what he remembers. He furrows his brow and pieces start to come to him. "He kidnapped me. There was a meeting? You were there."

"Yeah," Steve nods his head and begins to fill in the blanks. "It went south. Sampson shot you and then took off. My guess is to keep me focused on something other than him."

Danny nods his head. It makes sense. If their roles were reversed Danny would've let Sampson go in place of making sure Steve stayed alive. Danny's eyes dart over to Steve.

"Did you get him? Find out why?" he asks with wide eyes. Steve nods his head.

"Yeah. He… uh… just wanted the weapons. You were just ransom," Steve says with a scowl. "The rest of the team caught him and dealt with him."

"Really? Thought you'd want in on that…" Danny says with an arched brow. He knows his partner; Steve would've wanted to talk to Sampson his self after everything.

"I tried. But Chin thought I was better suited here. Apparently, threatening Sampson with Navy interrogation tactics was taken seriously. I was banned from talking to the bastard," Steve says off-handedly with a shrug of his shoulders. Danny watches Steve carefully. Steve's eyes dart away from him and focus on his hands. There it was; the look Danny kept seeing in his partner's eyes.

"What?" Danny asks and watches as Steve runs a hand down his face.

"Nothing. I should let you get some rest," Steve says and stands up. "Besides, you'll want to be awake when I bring Gracie and Charlie by."
Danny nods his head but then his eyes widen. They shoot over to Steve and Danny opens his mouth to says something. Already knowing what his partner is going to asks, Steve holds up a hand and begins talking.

"Relax. They're staying with me while Rachel and Stan are gone. I already talked to her and she was fine with it," Steve says with a smile and he notices Danny visible relax. Rachel and Stan were gone on business this weekend and Danny was supposed to have the kids. Thankfully, Steve remembered and had called Rachel and was fortunately able to convince her to allow the kids to stay with him, albeit with a lot of guilt tripping. "I'll see you later."

Danny nods his head and closes his eyes. Steve isn't fooling anyone. Danny knows Steve will be back in twenty minutes after making some phone calls to the team. With a small smile, Danny falls into a dreamless sleep.

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