Chapter 3
The next morning, Steve waits impatiently for Danny. Eventually, he's had enough and takes out his cell phone to call him, but just as he dials his number, the man in question practically run into the kitchen.
"Hey, sorry I'm late," he apologises.
"I was on the phone with Grace." His daughter is in England with Rachel, visiting her grandparents.
"It's okay; let's go," McGarrett replies with grin, knowing how much Danny loves his little girl.
Steve slips into the driver's seat of the Camaro, as usual, while Danny got in on the passenger side.
When they are almost at the Palace, a young man fell on the car, running away from an older policeman.
"Hey, stop, you bastard!" he called after the boy.
Steve slammed on the brakes, bringing the Camaro to a stop, allowing Danny to take up the chase. He then presses down on the acceleration pedal to try and cut the boy off from behind. The young man sees the car rapidly approaching, though, and runs towards an abandoned and dilapidated building.
However, he realises he won't get very far, and makes the decision to fight to get away. He picks up a piece of wood which was lying on the ground, and waits for one of the cops to appear. A little way away, Danny rounds a corner where he saw the boy disappear. But as he gets closer, the bad feeling in his stomach increases.
Slowly, he goes around the building, holding his gun ready in his hand. As he rounds the next corner, Danny sees a shadow to the left. He raises his arm on instinct to deflect the blow. However, the blow throws him off balance and he stumbles backwards, dropping his gun as he does. Frantically, Danny rolls onto his stomach and reaches for his gun as he hears Steve's voice.
"Five-0, don't move!"
The man stops at the command and spots two guns aimed at him. He lets the bar slide to the ground and raises both arms. As he does, the police officer who had been chasing him originally arrives, completely out of breath.
"You're Five-0? Thanks for the support; I'm too old for this," he pants, bracing his hands on his knees.
"You're welcome. But what's this guy done to warrant a chase this early in the morning?" Steve asks, while Danny handcuffs the man.
"I caught him trying to break into Barney's Store," the cop explains.
Two police cars arrive, and Danny hands the man over to HPD. They leave to drive him down to the station for booking, while Steve and Danny return to the Camaro.
As they walk, Danny raises his arm to run his fingers through his hair, and Steve notices a tear on the shirt, and when he looks closer, he sees some smeared blood.
"You've got some blood there. Did he catch you?"
Danny shook his head.
"It's nothing; just a scratch and a little bump."
Steve stops and returns to where the attack took place, and lifts up the piece of wood.
"Did he hit with this?"
"I think so. The bastard dropped it somewhere, though."
Steve points to the wood.
"There's a nail in this. It must have caught you." He looks at the rusty metal and to the blood on Danny's arm.
"Okay, we are going to the hospital."
"Steven, no, that's not necessary. It's just a scratch, and it's not bleeding anymore," Danny argues.
"Don't argue with me!"