Disclaimer: I do not own Hawaii 5-0 or any of its character.
A/N: Sorry for the delay…again! Once more I have some wonderful excuses for not updating sooner, not least of all, there are too many good stories on here that I keep following and reading rather than finishing this one! Anyway, this is short but it just gives you a little reminder that I'm still here and so is Steve and Danno. Hope to have another chapter up by Sunday (maybe Monday!)
When the SUV finally stopped, Danny was told to get out. He felt a hand grip his bicep. He went to wriggle but promptly felt the muzzle of a gun pressed into his back.
"I told you already, no funny business. Just keep walking. Answer our questions and we might just let you live," the voice came at his right ear.
Danny stumbled up a step and was lead into a building. All noise from the outside world stopped with the bang of a door. Danny noticed almost immediately the drop in temperature and the droning sound of a motor. That was all he needed, to be interrogated in a damn cold storage room. Why hadn't he said he'd watch the warehouse? But immediately thought better of that, he wouldn't want Kono in this situation.
He was finally put sitting down and had the zip ties removed, but they were immediately replaced as his hands were tied to the seat of the chair; with two more ties around his biceps to the rungs of the chair, he was trapped. The criminals finished by tying his ankles to the legs of the chair. He was well and truly ensnared.
He was left sitting there for what felt like eternity, not knowing what was going to happen. Expecting any minute to fell a punch to the gut or a crack to the head, but nothing came.
Suddenly the bag was removed from over his head and he was looking into the face of one Tommy Benton.
"What the hell?" he rasped at his captor.
"Who are you? What were you doing following Michael?"
Danny just looked up innocently at him. Tommy Benton did not look like your normal bad guy. Picture perfect skin, not a mark or blemish to be seen. Medium brown tidy hair. He looked more like an accountant that a guy who would appear on the governor's "most wanted" list. This, however, told its own story. Tommy was so good; he was never caught by the police or the other criminals that he inadvertently pissed off. Because they would most definitely take satisfaction in rearranging that pretty face.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I was having a coffee and went for a stroll," Danny whispered.
"Yeah, yeah, sure thing, except I found these on you," showing Danny his badge, gun and cell phone, disappointingly in pieces. "Now quit lying, copper. What's the story?"
Danny tried to clear his throat to at least speak in a raspy voice that whisper, turned and said "As I said, I was out for a coffee then went for a walk."
Tommy drew back as if to strike Danny but seemed to think better of it, turned on his heels and walked out of the cold storage room, slamming the door behind him. He hadn't bothered to put the bag back over Danny's head so he was able to look around him. He really thought his situation couldn't get any worst until he saw what was keeping him company; crates and crates of fresh pineapples. He would have laughed if things weren't so dire. He didn't know where he was on this God forsaken island and he was surrounded by pineapples!
Danny didn't know how long he was left sitting alone in his own private hell. He tried straining against his restrains but they wouldn't budge. He was also really starting to fill the chill settle into his bones. Not for the first time today Danny wondered why he hadn't just taken Steve up on the offer to stay at home and go back to bed, but knew that if he hadn't gone to the café Kono could be sitting right here instead of him .
He rested back into the chair, giving up any immediately thought of escape, trying to conserve some energy too. He could feel his eyes start to close as his body temperature started to drop but try as he might he could not shake the tiredness that was setting in. The last thing he thought before he completely succumbed to the weariness was "Crap they're gonna find me surrounded by pineapples!"