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Steve POV

Steve opened his eyes, disconcerted by the bright and unfamiliar surroundings. Based on the fact that he was laying in a bed, and there was a man dressed in full camo on either side of him, Steve figured he was in the hospital. Upon closer examination, he realized that it was two members of his SEAL team who were passed out in plastic chairs near the foot of his bed. Steve prayed that those weren't the only two left, as memories of what happened in the market flooded him with emotion.

"Johnson!" Steve tried to yell, but it came out as a whisper. Steve recoiled quickly from the sharp pain caused in his chest by talking. He had forgotten that being in the hospital obviously meant that he was injured. He began to take a mental catalogue of his injuries. From what he could tell, he had at least three broken ribs, a dislocated right shoulder, broken right forearm, and his back hurt like hell, almost as if he'd beeen whipped. Based on the throbbing in his head, he also most likely had a concussion, along with a nice gash running all the way from the beginning of his eyebrow down the side of his face, almost to his chin.

Steve cleared his throat and tried to call louder, "Johnson!" This time, the Navy SEAL woke. His eyes sprung open, immediately giving Steve the once-over. "McGarrett! You're awake! How're you feeling?" Steve ignored the question, instead asking "How's the rest of the team?" "We're all fine, except for you, who decided to get yourself blown up." "What about the people in the village?" Steve questioned further, dreading the answer. "There were casualties." Johnson answered slowly and carefully, "But there definitely would've been a lot more if you hadn't jumped into action, man." Steve felt so guilty. Innocent people had been killed because of this op. That was on him.

Steve was relieved that at least the rest of his team was fine, though. Another though popped into Steve's head. His other team, back home in Hawaii. "Have they notified my team back home that I've been hurt?" Steve asked, knowing the answer, but wishing he was wrong. "Yep!" Johnson answered enthusiastically, but stopped smiling when Steve scowled. His team was probably worried out of their minds, not knowing the extent of his injuries. Before Steve could ask any other questions, the doctor walked in.

"Commander McGarrett, it's good to see you awake! I'm sure you've already figured out most of your injuries," the white-haired doctor greeted Steve, with a knowing look. He had obvioulsy treated many soldiers before. "Yes, sir," Steve replied, "'The only thing I don't get is my back. Why does it hurt so much?" Steve asked, knowing he could handle the pain, but at least wanting to know why it was there. "Well, Commander, that's what happens when you take off you Kevlar. You know, the military gives you that gear for a reason. You were impaled with quite a few pieces of shrapnel during the explosion." That made sense. Every time Steve took a breath, it felt like a knife was being twisted into his back. He didn't ask for more pain meds though, he needed to keep his head clear for the conversation he was about to have. "Hey doc, is there a SAT phone I can use?"

Kono POV

Danny burst through his office doors, and ran, knocking loudly on the glass windows of Kono's office, phone pressed to his ear. "It's Steve!" He yelled. Kono jumped up from the chair at her desk and sprinted the the smart table as Danny went to get Chin. They rushed over, and Danny set his phone down on the table, putting on speaker mode. "Hey guys!" Steve said happily, but Kono knew he was hiding the fact that he was in pain. Though she felt horrible knowing that, it still felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off of her shoulders as she heard Steve's voice. "Look, I'm sorry, I wanted to call you before the Navy could so you wouldn't worry, but I was kind of unconscious," Steve's voice sounded extremely guilty, even through the phone. "Did you really just apologize?" Chin asked, amusement in his voice

Kono wanted to speak, but she couldn't find any words. She was so relieved to hear from him, but at the same time, she was terrified about the feelings she was having. The past month of constantly worrying about Steve had made Kono realize how hopelessly in love with her boss she was. She wanted nothing more than to just have him here, home safe.

"How are you Steve, really?" Danny asked, suddenly sounding serious. Steve took a deep breath before answering. "You know, I'm actually ok." "Well how are you hurt?" Danny pushed on, not believing Steve's nonchalant answer. "It sounds worse than it is, and I don't want you to worry. I get home tomorrow and I can just show you then. I'm really fine, Danno." Danny grunted, obviously not believing a word Steve said. "Hey Kono, you there?" Steve asked, sounding eager. Kono still didn't know what to say. She simultaneously wanted to kiss him and make it better, yell at him for downplaying his injuries, and hug him to let him know it was finally all going to be ok. But mostly, she just wanted to see him.

"Yeah, boss, I'm here. I just... I just really want to see you," Kono said, fading in a whisper as she began to cry. Knowing that Steve had been so close to not coming home at all made her terrified. She just couldn't relax until he was at home, where he belonged. With her. "Don't cry, Kono," Steve tried to reassure her, "I'm coming home. I'm coming home."