A/N - The final chapter! I just wanted to thank you all again, for reading. I hope you enjoyed the ride as much as I did. One more huge, gigantic, enormous even, Thank You to my beta JazzieG. None of this would be here without her help. From the bottom of my heart - 'the thing that Steve said to Danny just before they got out of the bombed building in episode 4.19'

Chapter 13

Danny didn't require surgery, but it still took time to clean and stitch the bullet wound, clean and cover raw wrists, x-ray his chest and confirm there were no breaks just bad bruising, and ice all the bumps that covered Danny's head. The E.R. doctor even checked Danny's eardrums for damage when he heard that his patient had suffered from powerful blows to his ears. Again, Danny was lucky and his eardrums were intact, but they were red and Danny continued to hear a low buzzing. After hearing the laundry list, no one was surprised that Danny was booked into a room for observation over night. No one except Danny, that is.

"Come on, Steve," Danny wheedled. "I'm fine. I'm good to go home. Heck, I'll even go to your house, just get me out of here."

"I had to stay the night. You didn't even come get me when I was released."

"You had surgery! And you weren't released; you threatened the staff and made them let you out."

"You're on I.V. antibiotics." Steve was enjoying their banter. His partner looked much better after receiving medical treatment. He was no longer pale and his pupils had evened out. He still had a mild concussion, but his ears were bothering him more than the pain in his head. Steve was willing to bet that might change when the good drugs started to wear off.

Danny sighed, resigned to his one night stay in hospital. "I'm not going to get any sleep. Do you know how often they come around and poke at you? Asking if I know who the president is." Danny was already tired of it and the cognitive checks hadn't even started yet.

"Do you know who the president is?" nurse Beth asked. Danny's room door was left open and Steve's nurse from the other night had snuck in while the boys were chatting.

"Hey," Danny managed a lopsided grin. "Nice to see you again. Are you on this floor tonight?"

Beth nodded, "I'm covering for a friend. So it looks like you're stuck with me." She nodded in greeting at Steve. "You're looking better. Still a little rough around the edges, but better. You're remembering to take your medication?"

Danny grinned as Steve squirmed. "My day has been a bit busy, but my team is watching out for me. Chin is making sure I take my antibiotics." The last bit was directed at Danny who raised a questioning eyebrow. "It was a little late, but I took it. It counts."

"Just sit down, Mr. It-Counts. You've been running around since you left the hospital. If you fall on your face they'll tuck you back in here." Danny gestured to the visitor's chair placed up against the wall, and out of the way of medical staff.

"If you're going to stay awhile, I can bring you the chair Danny was using last night. Much more comfy than those hard plastic ones," Beth offered.

It was Steve's turn to raise an eyebrow at his partner. "I didn't see you last night."

Danny's neck and cheeks turned pink as Beth explained. "Oh, he was out in the hall. Didn't go home until you were settled and fast asleep." She turned to Danny, "You were on the phone for more than an hour. Sounded like you were still working."

"You were watching out for me?" Steve seemed pleased at the idea.

"Just making sure you didn't escape. The staff here are too busy to have to chase after your crazy ass," Danny explained with a grumpy tone, a hand waving away any sense of concern.

"You were worried about me." Steve's grin grew.

"Of course I was worried about you! You get into more trouble than a long tailed cat at a rocking chair convention." Danny realized he might sound a little crazed. He grumbled in his defence, "It's not normal."

"Thanks, you big lug." Steve turned his smile to nurse Beth. "I'd appreciate that other chair. I'll be here awhile."

Danny stifled a grin before settling back into his pillow. "Obama is the current president. Now can I get some sleep?"

Beth just laughed at all the antics and agreed Danny should rest. She would only be a minute checking his vitals. Once she was done, she followed through on her promise and had an orderly bring down the comfy chair from the surgery ward.

The next morning Steve was back waiting for Danny to be discharged. Chin and Kono were there too, having brought coffee and malasadas for breakfast.

"You've always been my favorite, Kono," Danny sighed as he reached into the Leonard's bakery box for his second pastry treat.

"I thought I was your favorite," Steve complained.

Danny shook his head in denial, but quickly stopped to rub at his forehead. It was obvious to his teammates that the move had made him dizzy and it hurt. "No, you're the crazy one. It's your fault that we're always getting into so much trouble."

"I thought we cleared that up yesterday?" Chin joked, breaking up the banter before it could really take off.

"I don't know whose fault things are between you two," Kono's pointed finger shifted between Steve and Danny, "but the Salvator's boat exploding was all Wayne Roesler."

"What was his deal anyway?" Danny wanted to know. "I get that he was after his father. The kid came to the Salvator's tour office trying to get his hands on the guest list for yesterday's tour; but are you seriously telling me that he planned on blowing up a tour boat full of people just to get at his dad?"

Chin nodded his head, "Sadly, that's exactly what his plan was. I don't think he was aware of the exact magnitude of the explosives he used, but he did understand that more than just his father would die in that explosion."

"Stupid kid," Danny muttered.

Steve was now nodding in agreement. "All that, just so he could get his inheritance?"

"His father was worth 5.2 million dollars, if you count all his illegal dealings. I guess that's enough incentive to kill more than a dozen people," Kono looked sick at the thought.

"Was Wayne to blame for his father's death on the Pali highway?" Steve asked.

Chin nodded again. "He cut the brake line on his father's car."

"So now what happens to his father's money?" Danny wanted to know.

"Terashima kept meticulous notes. Everything that the forensic accountants can connect from Roesler to Terashima's drug trade will be held as evidence in Terashima's case. After that, I don't know what happens to it. I hope it gets donated to the teens' rehab center." Kono's idea made her teammates smile. "The financial guys will determine how much money actually came from legitimate business. As Roesler was using his realty business to help Terashima with his drug business, some of the income may be up for interpretation. Whatever the outcome, his ex, Mrs. Hendrickson, won't be getting anything near that 5.2 million."

"I'm glad Terashima is finally behind bars, but poor Mrs. Salvator lost her husband because some stupid kid got greedy. It doesn't seem fair." Kono really liked the Philipino lady and was truly saddened by her loss.

"She's a tough bird. Give her some time. She'll be alright." Danny liked the older lady too.

Steve clapped his hands loudly, bringing everyone's attention away from their depressing thoughts. "This case is officially closed. Let's blow this popsicle stand. We can all meet back at my place for dinner tonight."

"That sounds great, boss," Kono had her smile back.

"You about ready to break out of here?" Steve asked Danny.

Danny wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Blow this popsicle stand? Break outta here? Are you even able to breathe without involving weapons of mass destruction and leaving mayhem in your wake?"

"That's what I have you for, Danno."

"No, you do not get to call me that." Danny's finger poked Steve in the chest. "My daughter, sweet child that she is, calls me that. You cause me bodily harm. You do not get to call me that."

"I brought you clothes," Steve pointed to the small duffle he had tossed into the visitor's chair upon his arrival.

Danny cast a wary eye on the small bag. "Where'd you get those clothes?"

"Everything came from your very own closet. I borrowed your apartment key last night. Your doctor recommended loose clothing until your leg heals."

"You borrowed my key?"

"Yes, I borrowed your key." Steve reached into the front pocket of the duffle bag, pulling out Danny's key ring. "Look, I already gave it back."

"Is my Camaro key still on there?"

Steve crossed his arms over his chest, "You're not allowed to drive until your leg heals."

"That's irrelevant. It's my car."

"I'm driving you home. I'll give you the key back then."

"Home? You and Dr. What's-His-Name agreed that I'll be staying at your place!" Danny threw his arms up. "Your control issues are seriously affecting my life."

"Your doctor said you'd need help for a few days. Your balance is still off because of your ears and you've got a goofy leg. How are you supposed to change the bandages on your wrists by yourself?"

"I'll show you a goofy leg," Danny muttered. He pointed his finger at Chin's chest. "You help me into the bathroom so I can change." Chin nodded, happy to help but fighting the grin from exposing how much he enjoyed the show his friends put on.

Kono was trying to sneak out the door before she lost the fight to keep her giggles quiet. Danny's finger stopped her from her break to freedom. "You! Watch him." Danny's finger jabbed in Steve's general direction. "If any of the clothes in this bag were picked for anything other than my comfort and dignity, you will do what you have to - knock him down and take whatever he's wearing - so I can get the heck outta here!"

Chin was already moving to help Danny shuffle to the bathroom. Kono hid her grin behind the palm of her hand, but she did stand in front of Steve, allowing the impression she'd attempt to follow Danny's orders.

It took a few minutes, but when Danny emerged he was wearing his own clothes, a loose pair of sweat pants and a comfortable, cotton t-shirt.

He even managed a mostly pleasant, "Thank you, Steven."

"You're welcome, Daniel," Steve grinned. Danny looked relaxed. "What did you do, Chin? Did you force some of his medication on him already?"

"No, nothing so mundane," Danny smiled back at his partner. "With my current physical limitations, I am no longer able to meet the requirements of my offspring's social engagements. Chin has kindly agreed to cover for me." Danny's smile grew.

"What?" Steve looked utterly confused.

"I'm not able to take Gracie to her swimming party. Chin is going to stand in for me." With a gleeful look to Kono, "So now there's no need for you or my daughter to worry about my public appearance in water-wear."

"Ah, that's a bummer, Brah." Kono turned her attention to her cousin, "Do you have the proper swim wear to be seen with the youth of today?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I've had my eye on this happenin' design." Kono slung an arm across her cousin's shoulders, leaving Steve to help Danny to make his way to the nurses' station to fill out the release forms.

From out in the hallway Danny heard Chin's calm voice, "I can work the pink." Danny was just glad it wasn't him.

Steve made a grand gesture with his good arm over the wheelchair. "Your chariot awaits."

Danny looked dubiously between his one armed chauffer and the despised mode of leaving hospital grounds. He knew he wasn't capable of walking out on his own, so there really wasn't a choice. "Where's a cab when you need one?"

"Just shut up and get in." Steve helped his friend settle into the wheelchair and with a graceful ease, delivered Danny to the nurses' station without a mishap.

Nurse Beth was there with forms in hand. She pointed to all the lines and spaces Danny needed to sign or initial. With the hospital paperwork in order she asked, "Who's in charge of filling the prescription?" She glanced over to Steve and Danny. Both men looking a little worse for wear from their injuries. Making a decision she handed the patient's prescription to Chin.

"I trust you will see this gets filled and the medication is taken on schedule."

"I'll add it to the care-giving duty I already have." Chin promised. "And I'll see you tomorrow night. Seven o'clock?"

Nurse Beth leaned in and gave Chin a quick peck on the cheek. "Sounds perfect."

Danny suddenly found some reserve energy and sat up straight in the wheelchair. "Wait. What? You're going out with Chin Ho Kelly? How did that happen?"

Even Steve looked a little confused. "We missed something."

Kono took charge of moving the wheelchair down the hall, heading towards the elevators. Chin grabbed hold of Steve's good arm and had them following close behind. Neither of the cousins stopped when they heard Beth explain, "I don't want to be the one to come between a married couple."

Steve tried to turn back but Chin held on strong. "Just keep going. You win some, you lose some. This time you lost."

"And you won. But I didn't even know you were in the game," Steve complained.

Kono laughed out loud. Chin chuckled with his cousin, and paused long enough to give a friendly wave to nurse Beth over Steve's shoulder.

"I barely stand a chance competing with Tall, Dark and Military boy there," Danny whined as he waved his hand at Steve. "Now you're telling me that I have to fight for left overs with you?" Danny tried to turn in his wheelchair so he could scowl properly at Chin and all his chiseled features. "I hate this island!'

~FIN~