Sincere thanks to all who read and reviewed. I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks to Irene Claire for reading over my many revisions. And I hope everyone on the east coast comes out safe with no damages after Sandy roars through.

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Dropping the phone, Danny yanked off his shirt throwing it aside as he charged into the water. When it was deep enough, he swam with strong confident strokes to where he last saw Steve.

Arriving at the spot where he thought Steve was, Danny first shouted his name, looking all directions praying he was still on the surface. Then without hesitation, he took a deep breath and dove. Descending in the now cloudy water, Danny searched frantically for his partner. As his lungs started burning with the need for air, he finally saw a limp shape slowly sinking toward the bottom. With renewed energy, he swam deeper and grabbed Steve by the arm.

Kicking hard towards the surface he tugged his unconscious friend along. Starting to feel dizzy from lack of oxygen, Danny finally broke into the sunlight. As he sucked in a huge lungful of air he hauled Steve towards him, and noticed the slack mouth and closed eyes.

"Oh no you don't. SEALS don't drown" Danny demanded. Flipping Steve on his back, he gave him several deep breaths while treading water. When nothing happened, Danny tried again and was finally rewarded by Steve giving a faint gasp then weakly coughing several times.

"Hey Steve, you just hold on while I get us back to the beach." Danny told him starting to swim.

Towing Steve, he repeated more than once to just keep breathing. Nearing the shore, he could hear the sound of sirens in the distance. "Almost there and listen, we've got help coming." he said relieved.

Finally dragging Steve on the dry the sandy beach, he dropped down beside him exhausted. Turning towards Steve, Danny was happy to see his partner appeared to now be breathing normally and was even attempting to sit up.

"Steve…buddy, would you please just lay there a minute? Chin's sending help." Danny pleaded still winded.

"Ugh.." Steve groaned. "I think.. I'm okay now. Just a bit disoriented. And have a slight headache." Coughing once he asked, "Wha...what was that about? Gotta get a phone and call it in."

"I did, kind of." Danny said as the sound of a siren along with the roar of Chin's motorcycle screeched to a stop in front of the house. Before he could explain, Chin came racing towards them followed by two paramedics carrying their equipment.

"Are you both alright?" Chin questioned anxiously leaning down and putting his hand on Steve's shoulder. "What happened? Danny said something about an explosion."

"Yeah, I'm fine, but Steve really ought to get a once over just as a precaution. He was under for a few minutes and wasn't breathing when I got him to the surface. And he's complaining of a headache." Danny said ignoring the scowl Steve shot his way as he spoke to medics Pam and Dean, who had been on the scene of a warehouse shooting with 5-0 a month earlier.

As they readied their equipment and put a blood pressure cuff on Steve, Danny related what happened and gave Chin the boat's description. "I'm sorry I couldn't see more. It was a ways out so I really didn't notice too many details."

"Pink?" Chin questioned. "Come on Danny, pink? Are you sure?"

"Yes, hot pink to be exact. It was pretty hideous looking. And before you ask, it wasn't a faded red boat, it was pink. Flaming flamingo hot pink." Danny replied firmly.

Chin pulled out his phone, hit a number and began to talk as Danny and Steve listened to the one-sided conversation. "Hey Kono, I'm here. No...they both seem alright. Steve's getting checked out now. Listen, instead of coming over, can you go to HQ and pull up some of the marina cameras. You're looking for a small pink and white outboard with one person on it. Yes, pink. Actually Danny said it's hot pink. Yeah... his word for it was hideous."

As Chin listened to Kono's reply he scanned the water. "Maybe we'll be lucky and it will show up on one of the security feeds. Also call around and see someone has rented anything close to that color in the last hour or so. I don't remember that many hot pink motor boats around so it should be pretty easy to find. The Coast Guard might remember seeing one. I know, I can't wait to see how many brain cells this guy has for renting something that color to use for a bombing. Have a few HPD officers head to each marina if he pulls in to dock. Yeah, I'll tell him."

Chin chuckled after hanging up. Looking at Danny he said, "Kono's word for it was ghastly. You two good then?" As both men nodded, he added, "She also said to relax a while or you'll risk her wrath and that could be worse than seeing pink boats."

Serious again, Chin pointed at finger. "Look, we've got this, just rest a bit...please?" As they nodded once more a little too enthusiastically, Chin turned away heading towards his Harley knowing that neither of his teammates would sit there long. "Five minutes, I don't even give it five minutes." he muttered.

"Well, Commander," Pam said "your blood pressure is up just a little, but considering what happened it's expected. Your breathing is back to normal and we don't see any other problems. But if your headache gets worse in the next hour, please have Detective Williams drive you to the ER immediately."

"Sure, Pam. If it gets worse, I'll make sure I'll go right away." Steve said trying to look serious.

"Uh-huh." Pam replied rolling her eyes. "Commander, I saw the smirk." Putting the gear away, she shook her head in resignation.

After they picked up their equipment and said goodbye, Danny retrieved his sand covered shirt then offered Steve a hand up. Walking towards the house, he remained near if Steve really was hiding an injury and just didn't want to bother going to the hospital. "Chin and Kono will find that pink monstrosity before the day is out." Danny claimed. "Don't worry Steve, we'll find who did this."

Stepping inside, Danny poured a cup of coffee and put it in his friend's hands. "Just to warm up a bit." he said.

"Thanks." Steve said gratefully taking a drink. "I'm going to grab a hot shower and you look like you can use some dry clothes too." Before leaving the room he couldn't resist adding another comment. "You ought to see your hair."

Steve disappeared upstairs while Danny stood at the table. Closing his eyes, he put his hands flat on the cool surface as he felt the adrenalin dump hit him. Trembling slightly, he took several deep breaths trying to relax. Finally picking up another cup, he poured more coffee and taking a sip, walked wearily to his room.

A short time later found both men back in the kitchen. Danny was at the counter nursing another cup of coffee when Steve entered carrying his shoes.

Steve pulled out a chair and sat down. Pulling on his shoes and tying them, he then looked at Danny thoughtfully. "Thank you. If you hadn't been here, things might not have turned out so well." Pausing a moment he posed a question. "Danny...what were you thinking when you swam out to rescue me?"

"Thinking? Thinking? What do you mean? Steven, I watched something blow up next to you." Throwing his hands in the air, he continued. "And although that's a daily occurrence, you might say that I was mildly concerned about your health. What was I was thinking... Kind of obvious, isn't it?"

Steve smiled. "I mean, as you were swimming and diving, you weren't thinking about faceless skeletons trying to grab you?"

"Uh, no.. I saw you and I just...I mean, one second you were there and then you were gone and I needed to get out there..." Slowly Danny broke off remembering the horrible dreams he'd been having. "I guess seeing you weren't there anymore... I didn't even think about the water or Billy."

"Sorry you had to go through this Danno, but it might have actually been a good thing. Deep down, you obviously aren't afraid of water. You managed to get in the ocean not even thinking about what had happened or your fear." Steve said quietly.

Waiting a moment he added, "Something tells me that maybe if you spent just a bit more time out there," he said gesturing toward the ocean. "eventually the dreams might go away. And while you'll never forget your friend, it'll just be the good times you remember."

Danny sat considering what Steve had said. Now that it was over and Steve was alright, he realized he hadn't hesitated at all before running into the water. He was able to dive and find Steve without the terrifying feelings he'd felt before. Maybe he ought to do as Steve suggested.

"What do you say next weekend when you have Grace that you two come here to stay. That way she have the beach to play on. And if you decide you want to go swimming, well, it'll just be your friends here watching.

Danny pondered a moment before he spoke. "You might be right. I used to love the water. And a private beach is just the place to get my feet wet, pardon the pun. Grace does loves it here. Alright, we accept your invitation and... thanks."

"You know I'm always happy to have both of you here. We'll invite Chin, Kono, Max and Kamekona to come out for a barbeque. Make an afternoon of it." Steve decided.

Both men were silent a moment thinking about the morning's events when suddenly a loud growling noise was heard. Looking startled, Steve slapped his hand over his stomach before remembering something.

"Hey! Pancakes... Gimme your keys." Steve demanded.

"My keys? You want my keys? After I saved your waterlogged hide, you think I'm going to let you have them and then watch as you get your sticky, syrup covered fingers all over my nice steering wheel?"

Quickly Danny turned around to hide a big grin as he walked towards the front door, Steve following behind.

End.