"Whoa," Chin gasped in surprise as the elevator doors swooshed open and he stepped out, only to be almost knocked over by Eric as the younger man rushed breathlessly past him and into the elevator. "What's the rush, Brah, has something happened to Danny?" he asked worriedly as he grabbed the elevator door to prevent it from closing.

"Ah, no, not that I know of." Eric answered before adding, "Not that I have been able to see him yet, the nurses are only allowing two visitors in with him at a time and Steve and someone else are already in there with him."

"Then where are you going?" Lou frowned, not surprised that Steve was now with Danny after they had not found him resting in his own room.

"Just back to Uncle D's place, there's something there that I need to grab for Uncle D." Eric answered as Chin released the door and he stabbed the button to take him down to the lobby. "I won't be long." he promised as the door slid closed.

"I wonder what's so important that he had to go back to Danny's place to get?" Kono mused, staring at the closed doors of the elevator for a moment before she turned and followed Chin and Lou through the doors that led into the ICU.

"Chin, Kono, Lou."

The three Five 0 colleagues turned back towards the ICU doors as Dog and Beth entered with Grace.

Nodding silently at Beth in a silent request for her to take Grace ahead to Danny's room, Dog hurried across to join the trio who had stopped and were waiting for him at the waiting room door. "We need to talk, Bruddahs, about Danny. Grace and Charlie." He told them quietly as he reached them, nodded towards a quiet corner of the waiting room.

"What about them?" Kono asked cautiously as Chin's words in the car and in the hospital corridor earlier came back to haunt her.

"Grace told Beth and I about how she, Danny and Charlie no longer feel like they are part of the Five 0 ohana. In fact, Danny no longer even feels that he is even a productive member of your team, he feels as if he is just being tolerated." Dog took a deep breath before he continued, hating how much his words were hurting his friends but even more aware that they desperately needed to hear what Grace had told him and Beth, "Did you know that he has been talking about resigning and going back to Jersey? Or that he has even gone back to court to get permission to take the kids to live back on the mainland? The only reason why he hasn't left Hawaii yet is because Grace wanted to stay. And if after what I saw happened last night, when Steve got all the attention, cards and gifts and Danny was ignored and laughed at when he asked if any of the cards were his, is any indication of how Danny has been getting treated as part of your ohana, I can understand why he and Grace may feel the way they do." Shaking his head, Dog added gently. "I know that all of you wanted to give Danny some space but maybe it wasn't space he needed, maybe he needed his ohana." Looking at the three members of the five 00 team, he suggested, "Maybe he and Grace and Charlie still do."

H50 H50 H50

"How about this if I hadn't of taken those bullets for you, it would be my liver in your body, how about that." He smirked as he turned and looked at his partner in the bed next to him, unsure just why not being able to watch a stupid football game had ended up a rant about how Danny had donated part of his liver to him and saved his life.

"Hold on you didn't save my life, Steve, you were on the wrong side of the plane when we got shot at, that's A and B, and if the roles were reversed here there is zero chance that you would be giving me a piece of your liver okay, no chance."

"How could you even say that? You saying I'm not generous?" He frowned, turning to look at Danny in utter disbelief, insulted that Danny would even say such a thing, let alone even think it.

"No, you are not generous. I have never seen you take your wallet out of your pocket, there's no way you are giving me one of your vital organs." Danny continued to rant, ignoring his attempts to defend himself.

"Hey, if this liver comes with your negative attitude, I swear to God I am going to cut it out myself." he growled as his annoyance grew at his partner's ongoing full-blown, unprovoked rant.

"Crazy, it's crazy," he watched as Danny threw his hands in the air in frustration as Danny continued becoming more and more animated in his misplaced anger, "it's not like I am asking for a thank you, Steve, I'm not saying give me a gift or a speech or anything like that but you…you're just…you're a big giant ingrate! You Know, my son, whom I gave bone marrow to, my four-year-old son was more grateful than you are…"

Steve jerked awake, momentarily confused as to where he was as he rubbed his face, trying to chase the last tendrils of the dream that still clung to him away as he tried to slow his breathing and slow his racing heart.

"Are you alright?" Bridget asked worriedly as she stared at Steve's damp, pale face. "Do you need me to get a nurse or anyone? You really should be resting in bed yourself."

Taking a deep breath, Steve shook his head, "I'm okay, it was just a dream," he murmured as he swallowed as he realized just how true Danny's rant really was about just ungrateful he had been towards his closest friend, not only about Danny donating part of his liver and saving his life, no he had been ungrateful for so much more that Danny had done. Looking across at Danny, he swallowed hard as he realized just how much over the last six years he had begun to take his friendship with Danny for granted. Rubbing a hand over his face, he sighed at just how much he wanted… no, needed to tell Danny and he wondered if he would now ever get the chance as he asked Bridget softly, "How is he?"

Turning back to Danny, she lightly squeezed the still far-too-warm hand she held in hers as she answered quietly, "The nurse said there's no change but I guess that's a good thing, right?" She looked back at Steve, trying to keep a new flood of tears at bay.

Steve nodded as he looked across at Danny's still face, "It is," He forced a small smile as he looked back at Danny's younger sister, "It means that he is not getting worse." he tried to reassure her, and himself, as he heard a soft, frightened whisper behind him.

"Danno…"

Turning, he saw Grace standing wide-eyed in the doorway with Beth standing behind her. Staring at her father, her eyes flickered between Danny's face and the ventilator that was helping him breathe. Even though Beth and Dog had warned her that Danno's condition had deteriorated and that the doctors had placed him on a machine to help him breathe, she had not quite expected this. Looking at Steve, her fear, anger and hurt spilled boiled over as she lashed out. "This is your fault!"