Carl Lewis met the first ambulance as it pulled into the ER bay doors. Everyone knew about the explosion and that there were injuries, but they had no idea how many or how bad it was. He recognized the man on the gurney and listened as the Paramedic gave a rundown of what they'd done for the patient since arriving on the scene.

"Let's get him into Trauma One. I want a full blood workup and tell X-ray and CT scan to be ready," Lewis ordered and helped guide the stretcher into the ER as a second ambulance pulled in behind the first. He nodded to Dr. Marcus as he passed him and knew whoever was in the other vehicle was in good hands.

"He's coming round, Doctor," Makana Kehai said. She'd been an ER nurse at Queens for over 10 years and knew what was expected of her as the doctors did their jobs.

"Welcome back," Lewis said and smiled as he looked at the patient. "Can you tell me your name?"

"Danny Williams…you know that, doc."

"Yes, I do, Detective Williams, but I needed to know you still had your faculties," Lewis told the injured man.

"Still have them…in spite of having McGarrett as a partner. What the hell…hap…happened?" Williams managed and forced his eyes open, closing them again as the too bright light stabbed at his skull.

"There was an explosion…"

"Steve? Chin? Kono?" Danny asked, blinking until he could keep his eyes open.

"I don't know yet, but as soon as I look after you I'll find out. Tell me what hurts?"

"Might be easier if I told you what doesn't," Williams answered.

"Probably, how about telling me what hurts most?" Lewis asked as the nurse cut away his clothing.

"Leg and head," Williams told him, and frowned. "Chest too…right side."

"From what the paramedic told me you were trapped under a heavy filing cabinet…I thought they were obsolete, but I guess I was wrong. Now, I'm going to have the nurse give you a shot to help manage the pain and then we're going to find out exactly what we're dealing with," Lewis told him.

Danny saw the nurse ready a syringe and relaxed as she placed it into the IV in his hand. He couldn't remember when it was put there and realized he'd lost some time since the deliveryman had arrived at Five-O headquarters. He tried to remember what had happened, but everything seemed to be muddled. He must have fallen asleep, because he jumped when a young man touched his shoulder and identified himself as an x-ray technician.

"It's okay, Detective, this won't take long," the man told him.

Danny nodded and closed his eyes as the shot he'd been given worked to keep him pain free, but his eyes shot open when he heard a familiar voice outside the room.

"When can I see him? Is he going to be all right?"

"Rachel," Williams whispered, but didn't have the strength to say anything else as darkness descended once more.

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Rachel knew Stan had taken Grace to get something for them to drink while she spoke with the doctor treating her ex-husband. God, help her, but she'd thought this would be easier now that she was no longer married to a cop, but her heart had skipped a beat when Steve had told her Danny was hurt.

"Mrs. Williams…"

"Edwards. Danny and I are divorced," Rachel told the doctor.

"Mrs. Edwards, you can't go in there right now because X-Ray is with him. Why don't you go to the waiting room and I'll come find you as soon as we know more," Lewis explained.

"Is he going to be all right?"

"He was awake and knew who he was. That's a good sign," Lewis said as two more gurneys were pushed through the doors. He recognized Chin Ho Kelly and Kono Kalakaua, and briefly wondered where McGarrett was until he saw him walk in under his own steam.

"You'll come get me as soon as you know anything?" Rachel asked.

"I will," Lewis said and walked over to the main desk to speak with the nurses there. "Where did you put Kalakaua and Kelly?"

"Kalakaua is in treatment one and Kelly is in treatment three," the harried woman answered.

"Has Dr. Martinez answered his page?"

"He'll be here in 10 minutes," she answered.

"I'm going to look in on Kalakaua and Kelly, but my main concern is Williams, unless something happens to change that. Let me know as soon as X-ray is through with him."

"Yes, Dr. Lewis," the woman told him and continued to make changes to the boards.

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Steve had seen Dr. Lewis speaking with Rachel and hurried to join them, but Lewis disappeared inside one of the treatment rooms. He knew he couldn't go in there and made his way to the main desk where several nurses seemed intent on making sense out of the chaos caused by the explosion.

"Can I help you?" one of the harried nurses asked.

"I need to find out how Danny Williams is doing," McGarrett said and rubbed at his left shoulder. It had begun to hurt during the ride in the ambulance and he knew he should get it checked out. Right now it seemed minor compared with the other injured and he'd dealt with concussions and injuries before.

"I'm sorry, but…"

"Steve, come with me," Rachel Edwards said. She'd seen him enter the busy ER and knew he would want to know how her ex-husband was.

"Rachel, how's Danny?"

"Dr. Lewis said he was awake for a few minutes and that's a good sign. Have you been seen by a doctor yet?" Rachel asked, frowning when she saw him wince and rub his shoulder.

"I'm good, Rachel, they're busy right now…"

"Steve, you should let them check you over."

"I will…as soon as I know how Danny, Chin, and Kono are," McGarrett told her.

"I'm going to hold you to that, Steve, but for now you look okay so why don't we go to the waiting room. Dr. Lewis said he would come get me as soon as there was any news on Danny," Rachel said and took him by the right arm.

"Thanks, Rachel, Danny should have held on to you," McGarrett said and saw the smile as they made their way into the waiting room. He moved to a chair by the window and sat down, wincing as it jarred his head and sent daggers through his gut.

"Steve, are you sure you're okay? Maybe I should get Dr. Lewis," Rachel observed.

"Not yet, Rachel, I just need to rest. He closed his eyes against the nauseatingly bright light and fought to keep his churning stomach under control. He knew he probably had a concussion and would need to let the medical personnel take a look at him, but he'd had them before and right now the others seemed to need them more than he did.

"Steve, you should let them check your shoulder," Rachel said.

"My shoulder will hold," McGarrett said, but he wasn't so sure about his head. It was probably due to a concussion, but the nausea was building and he wasn't sure he could control it much longer.

"Mrs. Edwards," Carl Lewis called as he entered the room.

"Can I see Danny?" Rachel asked.

"For a few minutes, I've ordered an abdominal scan and Dr. Martinez is checking the x-rays and may need to put pins in his right ankle. He's also got a couple of fractured ribs on the right side," Lewis answered and watched her leave. He looked at McGarrett and frowned at how pale the man looked as he stood up. "Commander, were you involved in the explosion?"

"I was there," McGarrett answered. "How are Chin and Kono?"

"They're both going for x-rays. Kono took a blow to the head and is showing signs of a concussion…what's wrong with your shoulder?" Lewis asked.

"I may have thrown it out when I hit the wall," McGarrett answered and grabbed the back of the chair as he tried to focus on the doctor.

"Come with me now!" Lewis ordered.

"I…"

"Now, Commander," Lewis' tone was one he'd learned from a man who'd spent his lifetime as a Drill Sargeant and left no room for argument.

"Doc…something's wrong," McGarrett told him as he fought to breathe through the mounting pain.

"I need a gurney in here!" Lewis ordered and managed to get the SEAL sitting on one of the chairs. "Why the hell didn't you say something?"

"Thought it was noth…nothing," McGarrett managed as an orderly and a nurse pushed the gurney closer.

"All right, Commander, let's get you on here and put you in a room. As of this minute you're my patient and I'm going to make damn sure you don't ignore what happens if you're involved in an explosion," Lewis said and helped get the SEAL on the gurney.

"Trauma three is empty," Cathleen Newport told him as she hurried to help guide the gurney toward the room.

Steve tried to turn on his side, but there was no escaping the misery as his stomach churned and his head felt ready to explode. He felt hand on him and was soon lying on his back as Lewis and his team went to work. He had no idea how much time passed, and only caught snatches of conversation before someone stuck a needle in the top of his right hand.

"Commander, listen to me. I'm pretty sure there's damage to your spleen and that's what's causing some of the pain. You're bleeding into your abdominal cavity and we need to get this taken care of ASAP," Lewis said. One nurse was already placing nasal cannulas and another had started the Lactated Ringers.

"Feel like crap, Doc," McGarrett managed.

"I know and I'm going to give you something for pain before we send you for an abdominal scan. Just relax and we'll see if we can't make you more comfortable," Lewis said.

"O…kay," McGarrett said as the medical staff cut away his clothing.

"Cathleen, see if Dr. Chow is available," Lewis told the nurse. He'd examined McGarrett's abdomen and found it slightly warm and taut. That could mean any number of internal injuries and with this particular man it could very well be every damn one of them.

TBC