Anytime the feds, from any country, get involved, you know that life is going to get interesting. Danny makes a point of staying away from any federal agent for Turk's sake. As just a cop, it was difficult, but not impossible. All he had to do was duck out anytime they showed up at the precinct or let his partner at that time handle it. As it was a rarity the feds even came to the station, it worked well. Being on the governor's task force, well that was a whole new circle of federal hell. For the second time in as many months, they were dealing with the FBI. How in world was he going to keep a low profile during a case where federal officers were injured and killed? There is also the matter of his deranged partner who unfailingly manages to make big bold statements with Danny as his exclamation point. What's a guy to do.

When Steve told Reggie Coles that he wanted guys like Danny and Steve on this case because they'd go right through any walls Jimmy Cannon put up, it never occurred to Danny that Steve meant it figuratively and literally. Standing in the parking lot of HQ, looking down at the bumper, hood and side panels of his car, Danny's not sure what bothers him the most, the fact that he'd actually prayed before Steve rammed the wood gate or the fact that he is on a first name basis with a skilled body and paint man, the guy's wife and his children. Analissa sent a casserole home with him the last time and he is fairly certain he is the sole contributor to at least two if not all three of the kids' college funds.

Steve, in a rare show of self-preservation, hasn't spoken a word the entire time Danny inventories the damage.

Sighing loudly, while pinching the bridge of his nose, Danny turns to face Steve. "I guess I should be thankful that it was only wood and not chain link with razor wire. Let's get those shoes to Kono for analysis."

Steve makes to say something but Danny's throat slitting gesture has him snapping his jaw shut. He'll invite Danny over for Longboards and steaks later to make up for it.

He might be biased, but Danny firmly believes while criminals make the best cops, the reverse is not true. Cops don't make the best criminals. It's easy to guess where Reggie was headed after his escape from the hospital, back to the crime scene. Danny just hopes the guy stops there.

No such luck. The guy overpowered two of HPD's finest and stole their patrol car. Seeing the air vent on the wall, Danny knows what he's going to find.

"Steve."

"What?" is the quick reply.

"Look's like he ditched the doc's clothes. Check this out. I think this is gonna be a crash kit."

"What's that?" Steve sounded puzzled.

Never be said that he couldn't multitask because while he explained to his partner, "Crash kit, it's uh, like a stash box. Right. Heavy under-covers use them to stow things incase their covers get blown. Gotta break out quick. Untraceable id's, their bosses don't know about. Cash, credit cards and uh," in his head he is adding all the missing words. How the hell do you not know about crash kits? Man, I thought you were Naval intelligence. A SEAL for Christmas sake. God, even my seven year old daughter knows what a crash kit is. Oh, that reminds me, I need to update the three I have on Oahu and the one on the Big Island.

When he sees the bullets in Danny's hand, Steve gets with the program, "Clean gun."

Danny shakes his head, "Yeah, this just keeps getting better, huh?" Now they've got a loose cannon on their hands.

Danny admires the tenacity of Reggie Cole and the FBI. They are giving it their all in going after Jimmy Cannon. He wishes he could tell them to save their energy. He's been exposed to people like Jimmy most of his life. There's now way the guy will ever get caught, he's too smart. He runs a little too close to dirty side of criminal activity for Turk to admire those smarts though. Luckily, his son Richard didn't inherit his dad's intelligence. The little shit will probably get the death penalty for killing a federal agent, and a police officer's wife in front of their minor son. Danny can't say he's torn up over that fact.